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“When you’re drunk, you don’t know how the sky works, and the starry dreams overwhelm the starry river.”

"Miss! These two poems were written by you."

The white-haired old man looked at the work Xue Qianxun had just painted with a look of surprise.

The vicissitudes of the palm point to the poem in the corner of the painting.

Xue Qianxun shook her head and pointed at the man in white in the painting, showing an inexplicable tenderness.

"Uncle Weng, these two lines of poetry were not written by me, but by him."

The stars shine in the painting.

A small boat floats on the quiet river.

The man in white is lying on the couch looking at the stars, as if he is an immortal in the sky.

The white-haired old man was suddenly puzzled. His lady could actually draw a man, and the way she looked at the man in the painting was completely different from usual.

"Miss, who is he? You don't like him." The white-haired old man did not continue.

"Uncle Weng, he is just a friend of mine."

"I just had nothing to do today, and I haven't painted for a long time, so I painted him."

Xue Qianxun recalled the beautiful night drinking with Yun Fan and others.

With her amazing memory and imagination, she painted Yunfan.

Hearing this, the white-haired old man smiled happily.

"Uncle Weng, why are you laughing? Why are you so happy?"

"I'm in a good mood today. I'll have a few more drinks later."

"Uncle Weng, you are not young anymore, but don't be greedy. You are the only real relative left by my side."

"Miss, if you behave like you do now every moment from now on, I will have no regrets even if I go down to see the master now."

"Uncle Weng, what are you talking about? With me here, you will definitely live a long life."

"If the King of Hell dares to come early, I'll see if I don't pull off his beard."

Hearing this, the white-haired old man felt warm in his heart.

Xue Qianxun's cell phone placed on the table suddenly rang.

The pure music "Snow Qianxun" given to her by Yun Fan was set as a ringtone by her.

Choose to truly face it instead of forcing the past misfortunes deep in your heart.

Only in this way can she truly come out.

After thinking about it, Xue Qianxun set this song as a ringtone.

Hearing the song "Snow Qianxun", the white-haired old man felt nervous.

Looking at Xue Qianxun worriedly, he saw that she looked sad, and the white-haired old man looked distressed.

Seeing the worried expression of the white-haired old man, Xue Qianxun smiled with difficulty and said seriously:

"Uncle Weng, don't worry, I'm fine, I will come out sooner or later, trust me."

"Uncle Weng believes in you." After saying that, he immediately turned and left.

Because this piece of music also brought back memories in him, and he was worried that his emotions would affect her.

After the white-haired old man left, Xue Qianxun immediately answered the phone.

"Say."

"Mr. Xue, Xueyun Charity has been established according to your requirements."

A very respectful voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Secretary Bai, you are solely responsible for this matter. If there is any mistake, you are the only one to ask. Do you understand?"

Xue Qianxun's voice was cold and emotionless, and she immediately hung up the phone.

"I understand, don't worry, Mr. Xue."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Huali felt cold sweat dripping from his palms.

In her impression, Xue Qianxun in the past always gave people a cold feeling.

However, the tone of speaking to her was never as solemn and solemn as before.

She also understood that this newly established Xueyun Charity must have a very important position in her heart.

Xue Qianxun looked at the painted calligraphy and painting, and her starry eyes fell on the man in white in the painting, unwilling to move away for a long time.

……

A red sports car drove away from the center of Magic City at high speed.

"Ru Ge, drive slower, where are you taking me?" Yun Fan wondered.

This girl raced every chance she got, and she seemed to like this feeling, which made Yun Fan feel helpless.

"Tomorrow you and I will go to Kyoto. Before leaving the capital, I will take you to a place to seek justice."

Yue Ruge looked ahead and saw that the road was clear.

The accelerator was stepped on, and the sports car continued to fly away.

"Seeking justice?" Yun Fan's tone was quite puzzled.

"When you were hospitalized a while ago, didn't you mention that there was a construction site that owed you wages?"

"Go now and get your money back with interest, by the way."

Yue Ruge did not continue speaking, but she had already made up her mind that she would never let the other party have an easy time.

Hearing this, Yun Fan felt warm in his heart.

Unexpectedly, he just said something jokingly, but she actually remembered it in her heart.

I recall that the meager income I earned after sweating profusely and working hard for more than ten hours every day was unexpectedly seized by the unscrupulous real estate builder without any reason.

At that time, he and a dozen of his co-workers went to ask for wages.

As a result, not only were their companies unable to enter, but they were also beaten and threatened by the personnel they arranged.

Thinking of this, Yun Fan was still angry at this moment.

Even though this salary is now dispensable to him, he still wants justice in his heart.

The entrance of Wu Liang Real Estate Co., Ltd.

At this time, dozens of children of migrant workers gathered to ask for wages.

Some people held banners: Wu Liang Real Estate Company, return our hard-earned wages.

After Yunfan arrived at his destination, he was extremely angry when he saw the scene in front of him.

He had been there before and was one of the many victims who had been deceived by Wu Liang Real Estate.

The man in black looked on and said, "This Wu Liang Real Estate is as heartless as his name."

“We don’t even want to return the wages of migrant workers to them.”

The person beside him, out of good intentions, quickly tugged at the corner of the man in black's clothes.

"Be careful what you say, be careful what you say. Wu Liang has a strong real estate background. Don't make a mistake and get into trouble."

The man in black sighed softly, "Hey! I guess these people will have to come here in vain again today, and they may have to leave with injuries."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people with sashimi in their hands, sticks in their hands, and colorful gangster hair rushed out from Wu Liang Real Estate Company.

They viciously attacked the unarmed and honest migrant workers. The scene was extremely bloody and unbearable to watch.

Yun Fan couldn't believe it, in broad daylight, under the clear sky.

Moreover, there are many people watching around.

Wu Liang Real Estate is so inhumane that it kills migrant workers who have legitimate and legitimate demands.

Yun Fan clenched his fists tightly, his expression extremely ugly.

Although he sympathizes with these people at the bottom, he is still unable to do so.

He rushed over on his own impulse, and it was also the rhythm of sending someone's head.

He turned sideways and looked at Yue Ruge beside him, with a complicated expression, "Ruge, I want to ask you for something."

The changes in Yun Fan's expression just now were all reflected in her eyes, and the words he once said flashed in her mind, to establish a life for the sake of the people.

Yue Ruge blocked his lips with her hand and said softly: "You will never need to ask for anything from me. I understand what you mean."

Hearing this, Yun Fan felt warm in his heart.

He knew that she had an extraordinary status, and maybe she could help those migrant workers with just a phone call.

Jian Yue Ruge suddenly walked towards the bloody scene.

Yun Fan hurriedly grabbed her silky arm and exclaimed in shock: "What did you do in the past? It's so dangerous."

Seeing his behavior, Yue Ruge asked puzzledly: "Didn't you just want me to go over and help?"