The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband - Chapter 130
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Ancestors Were Farmers 1
Ye Junqing didn’t respond, he just hung up the phone. He needed to make this youngster see for himself that he was the only worthy match for his little mermaid. It was a process of survival of the fittest, where Lin Hanfeng, as the “unfittest”, had to witness the “fittest” lay his absolute claim on the little mermaid!
Meanwhile, Fu Zhuo didn’t forget to remind Ye Xingguang and sent her a message on WeChat.
“Miss Ye, tomorrow is Master Junqings birthday, you should give him your gift first thing in the morning, and strive to be the first one to do so. Master Junqing keeps to a strict schedule, he usually gets up at six-thirty every morning and then works out in the gym for an hour. You can aim to knock on his bedroom door and give him the present at six-thirty. He will be very pleased.
Ye Xingguang had just signed a contract with the old master Gu as a feature composer, handing over ten piano scores to him. She was just walking out of Old Master Gu’s house when she saw the message from Fu Zhuo.
“Understood.” She replied with three words.
After thinking for a while, she sent another message: “Do we need to go to a restaurant to celebrate his birthday tomorrow night?”
Thinking of Master Junqings plan to surprise Miss Ye, Fu Zhuo replied: “No need for that, Master Junqing is going to host a party at home tomorrow night. Just remember to give Master Junqing his gift at six-thirty in the morning. If you can’t get up, I suggest you set an alarm.”
“Oh! Can I give it at midnight tonight instead?”
If it were a good friend’s birthday, she would usually send a message to wish them right after midnight, striving to be the first one to do so.
Fu Zhuo: “Master Junqing would be asleep by midnight. He keeps a strict schedule, if nothing comes up, he goes to bed precisely at ten-thirty.”
It was a real pity. Wouldn’t it make the gift more memorable if she gives it right after midnight?
Ye Xingguang rolled her eyes, put her phone away, and headed off to a shop that sold joss paper, where she bought some joss paper money and incense.
Tomorrow, besides being the big villain’s birthday, was also the death anniversary of the young man who had saved her. So, her mood wasn’t particularly high.
Since Ye Junqing was hosting a party at home tomorrow night, it wouldn’t be appropriate for her to burn joss papers at home. So she decided to do it at midnight tonight, to pay tribute to the young man firstly.
That night, fighting the urge to sleep, Ye Xingguang went to a pond near the villa after midnight and started burning joss paper and incense.
It was summer, the lotus flowers in the pond were in full bloom. Under the glow of the full moon, it was quite picturesque.
Gold ingots, billion-dollar hell banknotes. She burned hundreds of billions without thinking about the cost.
The young man didn’t enjoy any luxuries in his life, he had no idea what a wealthy lifestyle was like, Now that he was gone, she couldn’t let him down.
“Qin Junye, don’t hesitate to spend it, understand? I know you were from a remote village, your family were farmers for three generations, you had to drop out of school to work at places like garment factories, repair shops, electric factories, and then you switched to deliver takeaways when the economy went downhill. It wasn’t easy…”
“Don’t ask how I know this, I’ve told you many times, your ID is still with me. I found out everything from your ID. I also know that you worked hard to earn some money for a trip to the sea, but the tour agency you registered with was unreliable, that’s why you accidentally fell into the ocean and became food for the sharks.’
“l often wonder, back then, I was just trying to escape myself.. When I saw you being attacked by a group of sharks during my escape, should I have saved you from them? Maybe if I hadn’t saved you, you could have found a way out yourself! “
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