Flash Marriage Royal Sister CEO, my sister dotes on me to the heavens

As soon as these words came out, Fang Mo was stunned.

He stared at Dong Xingyun closely, trying to read a hint of fraud in this old man's eyes.

Unfortunately, all Fang Mo saw was pain and sincerity.

At this moment, Fang Mo couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his eyes.

Worthy!

Not only am I deaf, but my eyes are also damaged?

Dong Xingyun actually wants to help us two leave China?

Has he changed his gender?

Lost by Dong Jiayi?

Or is it Boss Dong, who is actually a high-level executive installed by the National Security Bureau in Hong Kong City and supported by him for many years?

The next moment, all these thoughts were overturned by Fang Mo.

His eyes suddenly fell on Ning Yuelan beside him.

His eyes became a little weird.

Dong Xingyun's purpose in doing all this is definitely not for himself.

This guy doesn't have that strong sense of patriotism and righteousness for his family and country.

Otherwise, Mingyue Group and Sakurajima Blood Clothes Sect would not be allowed to cooperate.

Therefore, there is probably only one reason left for Dong Xingyun to be willing to help after his identity is exposed...

Sister Yuelan!

At this moment, Dong Xingyun happened to be looking at Ning Yuelan.

Staring at the delicate and pretty face that resembled her sister Dong Yaozhu when she was young.

Dong Xingyun had mixed feelings in his heart.

When Dong Yaozhu married Jiangcheng, he had just come to power.

At that time, I thought this was a win-win situation, but the result was a situation that caused pain for three generations.

In the end, Dong Xingyun also lost his biological sister.

To say it’s not painful would be a lie, my biological sister who grew up together!

My biological sister, who I hold in my hands for fear of falling, and hold in my mouth for fear of melting, is the apple of my family's eye.

How could Dong Xingyun accept the unfortunate death of his marriage?

Compared with her sister Dong Yaozhu, Ning Yuelan's facial features were a little less cold and more peaceful.

The source of this tranquility is probably the man beside her, right?

There is a huge difference between a woman in a happy marriage and a woman in an unhappy marriage.

Dong Xingyun once thought that feelings could be cultivated.

But later he discovered that some things were actually destined...

If I wasn't so stubborn...

If I were a little tougher...

Is it true that my sister will not marry Ning Jinhua?

Although Ning Jinhua was not bad at Dong Yaozhu, in the end, his efforts were all in vain.

There was no spark of love between the two, but instead caused Dong Yaozhu serious mental illness.

"Why are you helping us?"

The next moment, Ning Yuelan asked softly with her dark eyebrows slightly clustered.

The tone was a little less hostile than before, and a little more gentle.

Dong Xingyun breathed a long sigh of relief;

"Because, no matter what, your child is my niece!"

"Blood is thicker than water! It's that simple!"

Dong Xingyun's voice was mixed with some complex emotions.

However, Fang Mo didn't read what it was, and just thought it was an uncle's debt to his niece whom he had not seen for more than 20 years.

But Dong Xingyun knew in his heart that he no longer wanted to see the white-haired man giving the black-haired man away.

The end of my life can already be seen at a glance.

But the niece and nephew-in-law, even if they make themselves miserable, make themselves gnash their teeth.

But they are the few relatives he has in this world.

If I don’t help them, why should I help the Sakurajima people?

What's more, apart from their different positions, the relationship between him and Fang Mo...

In fact, there is really no big contradiction.

Even in Dong Xingyun's position, having met countless geniuses over the years, he still felt that Fang Mo was a rare talent that could not be found, and could even be said to be rare.

Looking at it from his perspective, one has to say with emotion, this boy is extraordinary!

Even if it takes another ten or twenty years, it will still be in Dong Xingyun’s heart.

The leading young talent is probably still the same young man with a skinny figure, an out-of-the-box personality, and a courageous and resourceful young man.

The next moment, there was a rapid blast of horns from the plane.

Dong Xingyun's expression changed slightly;

"Okay, it's time for you to set off. If you don't trust me, you can also choose to go down and take the passenger plane."

"I'll just pretend you haven't been here, otherwise, you two have to leave now."

"The departure time is fixed and cannot be delayed. The bodyguards and staff of the private jet are all timed by the minute. It is very expensive..."

When he said this, Dong Xingyun showed a hint of disgust on his face and curled his lips as if to shoo away flies;

"If you want to sit down, hurry up and leave!"

After hearing this, the couple looked at each other, and their expressions became a lot more complicated for a moment.

The words "blood is thicker than water" made Ning Yuelan, who had a strong inner defense, inevitably feel a touch of complexity in her heart.

It's just that this time they left in a hurry, and the couple really didn't think well.

Fang Mo couldn't hate Dong Xingyun anymore.

Mr. Dong’s words made sense. There was no reason to refuse this private plane trip.

Although this guy may not be a competent brother, he is indeed a competent uncle.

"Thanks for this time!"

Before Fang Mo got on the plane, he turned his head and glanced at Dong Xingyun where he was, with a touch of emotion and gratitude in his eyes.

This time, Dong Xingyun was indeed a big help!

He thought to himself, had I cheated Old Dong a little too badly before?

A dog's confession is rare.

Fang Mo has probably never felt guilty a few times in his life.

"I'm not here to help you..."

But Mr. Dong perfectly displayed his tough-tongued spirit, moving his lips with a smile but not a smile, and his deep eyes flashed with a half-smile.

It suddenly relieved a lot of the guilt and guilt in Fang Mo's heart.

The two got on the plane, and there was an engine hum in the cabin.

Obviously, the plane is about to take off.

Dong Xingyun stood outside the window, looking at the couple with his hands behind his hands.

Through the small window, Ning Yuelan could see a hint of reluctance in Dong Xingyun's eyes.

I don't know if it was because I missed people after seeing things, but when I saw Ning Yuelan, I recalled my sister Dong Yaozhu.

Or maybe this is the uncle who also has some affection for his niece.

The next moment, the roar sounded again, and the decibels increased sharply.

There was a burst of noise from the entire rooftop apron, and a burst of dust was kicked up. The front lights began to flash red and blue, guiding the direction of the private jet's takeoff in the night sky.

buzzing-

The wind is blowing!

The moment the plane started to move slowly and rushed into the runway.

Ning Yuelan lifted her red lips, and a trace of mist flashed through her watery eyes. She raised her eyes and looked at Dong Xingyun outside the window for a moment, and murmured softly;

"Thank you...uncle!"

Dong Xingyun most likely couldn't hear this sentence, and he probably couldn't even clearly see Ning Yuelan's mouth shape at this moment.

But the moment the plane started to accelerate again with a violent roar.

Dong Xingyun has turned into a figure the size of an ant in the field of vision, but a happy and high-spirited smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There is quite a bit of hidden merit and fame.

At the same time, the middle-aged man also said to himself.

"Have a nice trip you two!"