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    Wang Baoyu took a closer look and saw that it was a group photo of the whole class in junior high school. The childish faces seemed to bring Wang Baoyu back to his youthful days. He still found himself, the one next to him in the last row, with his hair parted in the middle.  , wearing a Chinese tunic suit, tilting his neck silly.

    And Cheng Xueman is in the first row of the photo, with two ponytails and a bright smile. She is wearing a checkered skirt that was quite popular at the time. I don¡¯t know how many girls went crazy with envy. No, next to her  Tian Ying, thin and small, tilted her head and looked askance at Cheng Xueman.

    "Baoyu, look, Yingzi didn't like me at that time." Cheng Xueman pointed at the photo and smiled.

    "You were the school beauty at that time, and almost all the girls in the school were jealous of you." Wang Baoyu said with a smile, sighing in his heart at the ruthlessness of time, staining these innocent and immature faces with the wind and frost of the world.

    Cheng Xueman pulled Wang Baoyu to sit down, continued to point at the photo and smiled: "Baoyu, to be honest, you were inconspicuous at all at that time, your grades were average, and no one took you with you in fights."

    "Hehe, you're just an ordinary person." Wang Baoyu laughed as he recalled the past.

    "But there is no place to look at people. I didn't expect that after all this time, you are now a boss worth over 100 million. I'm afraid none of the classmates in the photo can compare to you." Cheng Xueman praised.

    "What's the point of being worth over 100 million? It's just a factory, and it's still a problem." Wang Baoyu sighed. He didn't feel at ease with the factory he bought for 80 million. He sold it for 80 million for 200 million, even though it was legally photographed.  Come on, maybe one day someone with trouble will bring this matter to the province, and there will definitely be trouble by then.

    If we want to truly solve this problem, the most critical issue is that the enterprise must develop as soon as possible. By then, when we really have money and increase local taxes, everything will be easy to solve.

    "But in my heart, you are already the best." Cheng Xueman hugged Wang Baoyu's arm affectionately.

    Wang Baoyu hid for a moment and urged: "Xueman, show me Kan Zhenliang's email quickly."

    "Why are you in such a hurry? I'll cook for you." Cheng Xueman stood up and said.

    "Don't be in a hurry to eat. Let's check the email first." Wang Baoyu said.

    Cheng Xueman chirped and said, "Baoyu, don't be angry after seeing this."

    "No." Although he said this verbally, Wang Baoyu felt that the fire in his heart had already emerged.

    Cheng Xueman then turned on the computer, fiddled with it a few times, opened the mailbox, and an email appeared. Wang Baoyu quickly went over to it, and when he saw the content on it, he almost exploded with anger.

    "Cheng Xueman, little bitch, don't you feel good about what I did to you? Tell that son of a bitch Wang Baoyu that as long as I live for one day, I will never let him have an easy time. If he knows the truth, he can quickly tell the real formula of Chunge Pills  Hand it over and I will spare his life."

    The email address was still a foreign mailbox. Wang Baoyu knew that it was impossible to trace the whereabouts of Kan Zhenliang based on this clue. There was actually an attachment at the bottom of the email, which was a picture.

    Wang Baoyu was even more angry when he clicked on this picture. This picture was of him and Kan Zhenliang lying on the massage bed when they went to Huaqing Pool. He had to admit that he looked very mean and glanced at the massage girl.  On the chest, there is a yurt underneath.

    Alas, Wang Baoyu sighed and regretted it. It was all his fault that he had accidentally taken such a vulgar photo by Kan Zhenliang. Therefore, it was a very wise decision not to give the secret recipe of Chunge Pill to Kan Zhenliang.  , this kind of insidious villain who burns bridges by crossing rivers may not necessarily treat himself how he will treat himself after getting the formula.

    "Baoyu, I didn't expect you to enjoy this rich life." Cheng Xueman smiled.

    "It's not like I was fooled by Kan Zhenliang, I just went for a massage." Wang Baoyu explained angrily.

    "Don't be angry, I don't mean anything else. Kan Zhenliang is just a bastard. This photo of yours is nothing. Thinking about those photos of mine makes me feel very sad. Fortunately, you helped me find them." Cheng Xueman said quickly.

    "It's all in the past, don't mention it anymore." Wang Baoyu waved his hand.

    Well, Cheng Xueman threw herself into Wang Baoyu's arms with a shy face and said: "Baoyu, Kan Zhenliang knows that I am with you, and maybe one day he will attack me, but I am not afraid at all, because you are here  by my side."

    He wanted to get close to me again. Wang Baoyu had seen through this trick a long time ago. He pushed Cheng Xueman away and did not answer her words. Instead, he said coldly: "There must be Kan Zhenliang on your chat software."

    "What chat software?" Cheng Xuema suddenly raised his head in panic and asked.

    Wang Baoyu also felt that he had let something slip, so he simply said directly: "Xue Man, I knowYou are called Manman in that chat room and you are very popular. Kan Zhenliang is called Heizi. If you want to get complete relief, just keep an eye on Kan Zhenliang. If you don't catch him for one day, you will not have a real peaceful life.  "

    Cheng Xueman subconsciously took two steps back. Only then did she truly realize how terrifying Wang Baoyu was. She never expected that her every move was actually under Wang Baoyu's surveillance.

    "Baoyu, please listen to my explanation. I was just too bored that's why I went to that chat room to play. I have never played any outrageous games. They are all." Cheng Xueman hurriedly explained.  road.

    "That's your freedom, and I don't want to interfere." Wang Baoyu said coldly.

    ¡°I will never go there again, so don¡¯t think too much about it,¡± Cheng Xueman said.

    "Whatever, but I hope you can always pay attention to Kan Zhenliang. Since he is a frequent visitor here and this chat room is abroad, he will still show up." Wang Baoyu said.

    "I will do whatever you say." Cheng Xueman nodded and ran to the bathroom to wash her face. It took her a long time to regain her composure. She asked Wang Baoyu to wait, put on her apron and entered the kitchen. After a while,  , four dishes were served.

    It's not Western food, but standard Chinese food, and the braised pork that Wang Baoyu has always liked. Not to mention, although Cheng Xueman is lazy, his cooking skills are really good, and with exquisite containers, this grade is just  Kunlun Hotel can have it.

    Wang Baoyu agreed with Cheng Xueman's change. He was hungry anyway, so he stayed to eat with Cheng Xueman.

    "Baoyu, eat more." Cheng Xueman kept picking up vegetables for Wang Baoyu, with a gentle expression and an apron tied around her waist, looking like a good wife and mother.

    Killing someone could only be done with a nod, not to mention that this was the woman he loved. Wang Baoyu would not pursue and torture Cheng Xueman. He changed his expression to a kind expression and said to her: "Xueman, the past is like this.  Smoke, I sincerely hope that we can all find our own happiness through our own efforts. "
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