Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Hua Qing took the morning flight back to the imperial capital the next day. Although he was also jealous of the route, he was more unable to withdraw than Xiang Dong.

At any rate, Xiang Xiong already had a career that was independent from the Xiangjia family. Most of Xiangjia's financial resources are in his hands. He is now the boss, and it will be easier to do as much as he wants.

But the Huajia...

Therefore, this matter can only be carried out in a low-key manner. Perhaps, he can completely use the name of himself or Hua Dong instead of the name of the Hua family.

Anyway, something directed against it in front.

Ling Ma didn't know what Ling Qingyu had done. After breakfast, she waited for the door to open and went on shopping.

Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong went to the investment intermediary company in Central.

This investment intermediary company is not big. It was recommended by a friend of Huadong after successfully doing it here. There are not many people, but the service attitude is very good and the business is very familiar.

After understanding the situation of several people in Ling Qingyu, the intermediary put forward some suggestions and plans, such as how to prove the source of funds and so on.

There is no speculation, but it is indeed a blind spot in the policy.

In this case, Yang Zhao and the others can submit all the materials as long as it takes three months and no more than half a year to prepare.

"By the way, is Miss Ling Qingyu married? If you are married, both husband and children can bring them together." The intermediary asked Ling Qingyu casually, looking at Ling Qingyu's information.

marry! Ling Qingyu turned his head and whispered while Hua moved her ears: "Don't you want Huahua to have a wedding introduction? Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

Originally, I wanted to talk to Yan San about the marriage certificate in Ningcheng, but the Civil Affairs Bureau had to ask Yan San’s household registration and the local police station’s unmarried certificate including a letter of introduction.

"I'm going to remind you." Hua Dong also whispered back: "Isn't this Chinese New Year, I always have to wait for someone to go to work." After thinking about it, he whispered: "What kind of marriage do you want?" Mainland China Monogamous (of course, most of the world is), or nationwide networking, you can't do this without getting divorced a second time.

"I'm thinking about it. I'll go to different places to get married. They choose any place. Bali and Maldives are good, right? Church marriage is also good, yes, remember to come then." Ling Qingyu whispered.

The intermediary's ears twitched, and he got up to make a copy of the information, but he didn't hear it.

"You want to be there?" He Li asked Yang Zhao in a low voice.

"Lingjiacun." Yang Zhao smiled lightly.

Lingjia Village, I heard that Yan San and her wedding was so happy that people shed tears.

But his wedding made her cry.

"Then I choose Bali." He Li smiled.

"Hey, what do you mean?" Zhao Yinfeng, who had just sent the documents back with Meng Su, leaned closer and asked.

"nothing."

In the afternoon, the two women went to the spa above the hotel for beauty treatment. Ye Shiyi accompanied Yan San once again as the doorpost in the lounge, while the others continued to purchase.

This world is indeed much more advanced than that. Every terrain has different equipment, which makes the men dazzled.

Back then, they crossed the desert, snow, swamp and grassland, but it was just a horse, a gun, an armor, and a pot of wine!

Looking at it roughly, in addition to the advanced instruments, most of the men's equipment that was dizzy at sight was compressed, but Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong were equipped with everything.

Clothes and shoes are brought according to the needs of different terrains and climates. Sum knows the size of Ling Qingyu's feet, and the two people are responsible for picking Ling Qingyu's shoes and clothes. The rest of them buy the men's equipment more casually.

It doesn't matter if they are suffering, anyway, they can handle it, but the dear ones can't suffer a little!

Near dusk, the lanterns hung on the street lit up. Along the bay, the lanterns on the whole street became like streams of light, and the lights that gradually lit up became brilliant and brilliant.

On the Lantern Festival, the Lantern Festival, the beautiful women wait for each other, and the two love each other.

The annual Lantern Festival concert can be regarded as a grand event in Hong Kong. The scale is not large, but it is a gathering of celebrities, which can be regarded as a social place for upper class society.

Liang Jiarong arrived earlier, and when he saw that Wu Kun had no female companions, they simply went together.

The incident in Macau has been spread. Such a major event has been the headlines in Hong Kong and Macau newspapers in the past two days, and there have been many reports in China. The two families called for inquiries as soon as possible.

At that time, the two of them and the others in the room thought of it, it was too exciting, and they forgot to report the safety of the family.

"My dad said, no matter what, thank you for saving your life." Liang Jiarong whispered.

"My dad said the same, saying that you can't owe favors. If you can't afford it, you will be in trouble." Wu Kun laughed.

However, only Young Master Dong had the phone numbers of those people, but he refused to give them life and death.

"Hi! Difficult brothers, okay!" Just thinking of Dong Er Shao, Dong Er Shao's owing voice rang.

When he walked to the door and saw the familiar people inside, Ling Qingyu rolled his eyes and said to the flower: "Let's keep a low profile. Is there a place where you can go in with a low profile?"

Seeing that there are many figures of imperial capitals inside, Hua Dong decisively turned around and said to things: "Find a place, let's go directly in."

We are here to watch the show, not for people.

Xiang Shi didn't want her to show it to others...

Ling Qingyu was too old-fashioned to wear. A long-sleeved trouser suit with a pair of all-green bracelets looked like a 50 or 60-year-old woman, but Hua Dong wore a bright red tight-fitting long skirt. The front was normal. , But there is a sultry big V opening on her back, the long skirt wraps her body exquisitely and sexy, the ruby ​​necklace sets off the delicate skin on the chest, the white tender skin on the back and the alluring skin Skeleton curve...

Xiang Xiong put her coat on her decisively, and called someone to take them directly into the venue.

Then he greeted him in.

On such occasions, people like Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong who are not famous and not paying attention can leave, but he can't.

Moreover, he also wanted to meet Liang Jiarong, whose drilling equipment is world-class.

The ticket bought from Dongxi is located at the back of the VIP seat. It belongs to the position where you can clearly see the performance on the stage, and will not be noticed by the celebrities under the bright lights in front.

The area of ​​the venue is very large. After the audience of thousands of people sat down, they were completely submerged here.

When the lights dimmed, no one noticed.

Don't even meet the few people of Dong Er who are chatting lively in advance.

In the two rows of votes, Huadong thoughtfully did not sit with Ling Qingyu, but with Ling Ma Jiang Xin.

After Ling Ma's explanation at the Spring Festival Gala, the men also knew about these new performance modes, but when the drums in the speakers sounded sharply, they were still shocked.

This is louder than the drums of war in battle, and the rhythm is so fast that people's hearts will jump out.

They were dazzled, their hearts beating wildly.

The light that makes people's eyes diverge shines brightly against the performers on stage.

Fortunately, every time Hua Dong Jiang Xin shouted the name of the man on the stage with the audience, Ling Qingyu just calmly explained to them who it was, and did not show it. Anything interested.

"The master likes listening to this kind of song, so Summ goes back and learns to sing." Summ leaned forward and whispered from behind.

Ling Qingyu turned his head and kissed him lightly on his lips, and said with a smile: "My Sum sings better than this."

Summ smiled and sat back contentedly.