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I'm 8 Million Poor - Chapter 2: Look at my luxurious city center with two bedrooms and one living room - 1ST KISS NOVELChapter 2: Look at my luxurious city center with two bedrooms and one living room

Ji Chen blinked, and subconsciously moved his gaze back to Jiang Baiwan. He handed out a check that had just been written: "Take it."

Jiang Baiwan was confused and didn't know what it was, but when he saw that this man seemed to be very persistent, he accepted the check from him. He only heard the man say: "I will only give you two hundred thousand, you must Learn to be self-reliant."

Ji Chen took a deep look at Jiang Baiwan: "In the future, you can do it for yourself."

After speaking, the car window rose again, and the car started and drove away, leaving only Jiang Baiyu standing on the spot, carrying vegetables and checks, full of question marks.

...Who is this man!

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After returning home, Jiang Baiwan hurriedly took out the fish in the bag and threw it into the kitchen sink, and then put the purchased items one by one, before he had time to read the check carefully.

It's really two hundred thousand! Jiang Baiwan was stunned, but he didn't have the excitement of getting eight million before. Instead, he was full of doubts-who is that man? Why do you look familiar with yourself? And one shot is 200,000?

The content of that ancient romance novel basically revolves around the male and female protagonists. The supporting roles are all one-sided, and Jiang Baiwan didn't pay much attention to it. Thinking about it now, in the vague impression, it seems that no one can match the one he met today. The man checked.

Who is he?

Unfortunately, until Jiang Baiwan went to bed and closed his eyes, he did not find any information about the man from his memory.

Half asleep and half awake, Jiang Baiwan felt as if someone was talking in her ear. The man's voice was deep and magnetic, facing Jiang Baiwan's ears, making her tremble all over.

She rolled over impatiently, but felt as if she had fallen into an embrace. The embrace was warm and warm, and the transpiring Jiang Baiwan could hardly breathe. She wanted to get out, but she couldn't get away.

who are you? In a daze, Jiang Baiwan's heart was shouting.

However, until she fell into darkness again, Jiang Baiwan did not get the answer she wanted.

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When he woke up the next day, Jiang Baiwan held his head against the chicken coop and looked angrily at himself in the mirror, feeling that his old face was lost.

How old is this, how can you still have spring dreams! And the most important thing is... the man in the dream, she didn't even see his face!

It was a loss, Jiang Baiwan thought painfully while brushing his teeth, it was really a loss.

After washing, Jiang Baiwan was sitting on the sofa in the living room. She leaned on the back of the sofa and looked at the snow-white ceiling. She suddenly relaxed down. Jiang Baiwan didn't know what she should do.

Speaking of which, what is the life of the rich? play golf? ski? Buy antiques?

But she is also eight million, which seems not enough to support her in these activities...

Jiang Baiwan stretched out his hand to touch his stomach again, sighed, and looked at the kitchen-forget it, make breakfast first, at least the rich will never be hungry.