I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

Ming Nuan's palms were wet with sweat.

Kui Jin frowned tightly.

It seemed like I heard a question that was difficult to answer.

Mo Shiyan leaned on the table.

At this moment, he looked at Ming Nuan with clear eyes.

He found out that these four people were orphans.

It was even found out that the two people sent by Ms. Sang before were also orphans.

One or two are coincidences.

But so much.

It definitely isn’t.

It just so happens that Gu Mingzhu has sponsored more than one child in the Hongkou Welfare Home.

Gu Mingzhu was a person who didn't mind helping Pei Zhengyan, who looked embarrassed and even insignificant, even when he was a minor or a child.

Not to mention she later had her own career.

With more money.

Gu Mingzhu is the person who has done the most charity in the entire Beijing city.

Same as Mingnuan.

Mo Shiyan also guessed whether the Aunt Sang these people were talking about was Gu Mingzhu.

Although the name Aunt Sang came to prominence, it does not coincide with the time when Gu Mingzhu disappeared.

But the probability is not small.

"Tell me!"

Ming Nuan saw that Kui Jin was slow to answer.

Somewhat anxiously, he shook Kuijin's shoulder vigorously.

But the next moment, the drunk Kui Jin actually stood up straight.

He stared at Ming Nuan with a serious face, as if he was staring at prey that he was about to bite to death.

He grabbed Ming Nuan's shoulders.

Mo Shiyan stood up suddenly with a cold face.

Kui Jin said in a very sober and indifferent tone: "Absolutely, Ms. Sang's identity cannot be revealed, even if I die."

Ming Nuan's breathing stopped immediately.

The feeling of weightlessness as her heart dropped rapidly from her chest due to the disappointment she felt made her lips turn pale.

And after Kui Jin said this.

Another sudden change of face.

He returned to his previous drunken state, "Hey, little sister, whatever you want, I'll give it to you. Just be good."

Finished this sentence.

Unable to hold on any longer, his head hit the table with a thud, and he fell asleep completely.

Ming Nuan still maintained the posture of sitting facing Kui Jin.

Both hands were shaking slightly.

"Xiao Nuan..." Mo Shiyan called softly from behind.

Ming Nuan: "I don't believe I can't ask anyone!"

She clenched her teeth.

He immediately walked up to another person.

But the strange thing is.

You can ask other questions.

But as long as it involves Ms. Sang.

It's like these people have triggered some protective mechanism.

They would suddenly wake up, but in fact they were not awake, the redness on their faces had not faded.

He couldn't even recognize Ming Nuan in front of him.

But he refused to reveal Ms. Sang's identity.

Ming Nuan asked one by one.

After I can't smell anything.

He slammed the table angrily.

Gritting his teeth unwillingly.

"Why are you banging the table!" Mo Shiyan frowned and held her red palm, "Are you stupid?"

He pointed at the four drunk men and said, "If you are angry, you can hit them!"

"How could you hit yourself!"

"That guy Pei Zhengyan didn't even teach you this! He doesn't do his job all day long!"

"go."

Mo Shiyan pushed Ming Nuan towards Kui Jin.

He hated Quiggin the most.

So he encouraged him with the smell of alcohol: "Go and beat him!"

"Hit him in the face."

"Slap him like you slapped me!"

This last sentence was said viciously.

They all made Ming Nuan laugh.

Available soon.

Ming Nuan reacted immediately.

She looked carefully at Mo Shiyan's face and his current expression, frowned and asked, "Mr. Mo?"

"Are you...drunk?"