Big Shot’s Reincarnation Sweeps the World

"impossible?"

"I don't believe it, we bet 10,000, and I bet he's not dead."

"It's not impossible to feed, there are 28 billion black market virtual coins, and money can make ghosts run the mill."

"Yeah, I heard that this time there are really many experts."

"Is it really dead?"

"Speaking of which, he is also a person who can be recorded in the history of Lanka."

Zhou Feiyang was sitting in the office, wearing a black dress, solemn.

She raised her hand and looked at the comments, tears rolled down her eyes frantically, holding her head in her hands, looking very painful, as if she was crying.

Tears flowed more and more, she liked Yi Juncheng, so the tears at the moment were naturally real, and the tears were sincere and hot.

She was heartbroken.

However, after a while, when I looked closer, I could see the curvature of the corners of her mouth.

Her face, half exposed to the glossy surface, was weeping rapidly.

On the other half of his face, on the dark side, there were no tears in the corners of his eyes, but a smile instead.

This scene is terrifying, like a terrifying oil painting.

Although it took a lot of setbacks, and she even wanted to go bankrupt, what she couldn't get, no one else could expect.

Since Yi Juncheng doesn't love her, then he is an abandoned child, and Sheng Yang can't even think about it.

She couldn't even wait to see what Sheng Yang looked like at the moment, but...

Soon, she stood up, hearing what she saw was believing, and she had to confirm some things in person.

If Yi Juncheng is really dead, then there will be chaos in the hall. It should be a mess at the moment, and it is time for her to stand up.

Although she is no longer a person of Yiyantang, but before she was expelled, she was somewhat the core figure of Yiyantang, with some weight.

**

Zhou Feiyang guessed right, Yiyantang was indeed a little chaotic, but it wasn't a big mess.

The scene was preparing for Yi Juncheng's funeral, which was going on in an orderly manner. Tong Liang's eyes were red and swollen, but he was still directing. When he saw Zhou Feiyang's appearance, his voice was hoarse, "What are you doing here? "

Yiyantang shouldn't know that she has money, but Xiao has not heard it, so Zhou Feiyang is a two-faced person with a sullen look, "Before, I was also a subordinate of the hall master, so let me cherish the memory of the hall master. ."

This woman was just soft, weak and slender, and when she cried, her tears seemed more real than pearls.

Tong Liang had almost missed her way before, and mistakenly thought she was the lady of the hall.

But Tong Liang only now deeply understands that things can't just be seen on the surface.

For example, their real wife of the hall master, who doesn't seem to care about the hall master at ordinary times, can really sacrifice her life for the hall master.

"Hehehe..." Tong Liang said only three words, "Get out."

Poker face.

Zhou Feiyang was startled, "Tong Liang..."

In the past, he looked at her like a goddess, and his eyes could not be faked, how much he admired at that time, how cold it is now.

She felt that he had her in his heart more or less.

But now...

"Okay, very good." Zhou Feiyang gritted his teeth and left.

Seeing that she had left for a while, Tong Liang walked across the corridor to the last room.

He knocked on the door, and a high-tech door just opened from both sides.

"Boss, it's fine to act like you are. It's not suitable for a funeral, right? It's not auspicious." Tong Liang persuaded worriedly.

There was a familiar, magnetic male voice with a somewhat wanton laugh, "What's so unlucky? It's always something to do. Isn't this still able to earn Yang Yang some extra money?"

Tong Liang: "..."

The boss's brain circuit, he can't understand!