Good Morning, Mister Dragon!

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"All right, then you can rest first, I'll see you later." Tao Yan got up and left.

Immediately after she left, Sima Yan let his heart in and asked Long Xiluo to save him.

The other person shook his head and said that where the car fell, it was impossible for people to go down. There was at least tens of meters of snow below, not to mention the car exploded, it just fell down and no one could live.

Si Moyan only felt a sudden pain in his chest. He covered his chest with his hands, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth again.

"Young Master! You must take care of yourself!"

"Give me a helicopter, I'm going to find her!" Si Moyan didn't believe Long Xiluo died like this. How could that stubborn and strong woman die like this?

"Young Master, your current physical condition ..."

"I'll let you prepare!" Si Moyan burst out suddenly.

"Yes, I'll get ready right away."

Regardless of everyone's opposition, Sima Yan drove the helicopter to the place where Long Xi fell.

He was driving like a crazy helicopter, constantly searching, regardless of day and night, but let ’s not say a car below. There is not even a bird, nothing, some are just white and ca n’t see the margins. White.

Si Moyan has never hated white like he does now!

What made Sima Yan leave was a phone call.

He and Long Lin's parents were identified. As a result, Long Lin was his biological son.

When Si Moyan heard the news, he was like a thunderous thunderbolt at that time. He didn't know how he got off the plane and how he got back. He stayed alone in the study for a whole day.

When he came out, his eyes were red, and he was ordered to prepare for the dragon city. He would pick up his son in person.

It was his and Long Xiluo's child, and he was going to take him to take care of him.

The children of the Si family cannot be left alone.

On the plane, Si Moyan had been thinking about the first meeting with Long Lin at that time, the little guy liked himself from the moment he saw himself.

Maybe this is the blood relationship between father and son.

In the night sky, he looked outside, and the pain in his chest was still not relieved.

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Gu Mian has been going to work for a week. In this week, she has no other feeling except to feel tired. She has to stand for more than eight hours a day. When she gets home, her legs are swollen.

Gu Mian realized the difficulty of life for the first time.

However, now that she is working to support herself, she doesn't know what else to do.

It's early morning when I get home every night, and I have to go to work on time the next day at ten.

When Gu Mian came back tonight, his legs were shaking.

She walked back to the apartment and was preparing to go home. Tang Zui got out of his car. "Sleep."

Gu Mian's body stiffened. She kept walking and continued to walk inside.

"Mianmian, let's talk." Tang Zui looked at her with great distress.

"Go back, I have nothing to talk to you about." Gu Mian didn't think he had anything to say.

"Don't do that job anymore, I can support you." Tang Zui took a few steps and chased after him.

"No, I can support myself." Gu Mian didn't want to ignore him.

She really hates Tang Zui now, why did she come to provoke herself again?

Although she was tired, her heart was calm, and his appearance made her heart no longer calm, and she even wanted to cry aggrieved.

But she did not allow herself to do that.