I made my fortune 108 times by breaking up with Wayne

A girl who can use her strengths.Young and tender are indeed her greatest capital, so she is happy to show it.They knew each other well that Bruce wanted to help her reasonably, and Michelle...

Bruce lowered his head slightly, the girl's light gray eyes showed no affection for him at all.

Not even a disguise.

"You never have to thank me, my girl."

The girl kissed his chin affectionately.

The student-like girl who is as delicate as a flower and the mature man who has been through the wind and months and is as mellow as fine wine are harmonious like a painting.

click -

A flashlight lights up outside the window.

Truth Daily: "The girl of Gotham's richest man? "

Planet Daily: "Playboy's ship finally found a harbor?Take you to count the love history of Bruce Wayne"

Chaoyang Daily: "He finally shot at minors, can he really do whatever he wants with money"

Herald: "I do" before the pastor, the little prince finally found his fox

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

The girl laughed so hard that she almost fell off the sofa. Bruce naturally grabbed her waist and fixed her in front of his chest, "Be careful."

Blue eyes looked at Misty helplessly, "Is it so funny?"

"Of course." The girl raised her head, smiled and held up the newspaper, "You don't know, there is a saying in my hometown: There is a picture at the beginning, and the content is all edited. Let's go buy a suit, and the newspaper has already written from the wedding dress to the fixed date. , find a good priest, there will be a church wedding in a few days that neither you nor I know about."

Bruce leaned back, the back of his head slumped into the couch.It seems unintentional: "Aren't you from Gotham?"

She didn't say if it was true, "My mother came to Gotham from outside. She told me about her hometown many times. Before she died, she even grabbed my hand and said she wanted to go back..." The girl's eyes disappeared for a moment. look.

Bruce was silent for a moment, "Sorry."

"Do you want to go back? I mean, I can..."

"Maybe later," Misty interrupted.

She didn't have a mother living in Gotham, that was an instant lie.However, she has herself living in Gotham.

She does not intend to return to China in this life.If you don't go back, you can lie to yourself forever, I am going abroad, and my hometown is there.Instead, another world.

"What's the matter with traveling, wandering and asking the gull..."

Hearing Misty's sad tone, he read out the Huaxia language that he could understand and could barely understand the literal meaning. Bruce believed in this girl from the slums, and there was a mother who missed her hometown.It's not that girls who have been infected since childhood, how can they have such a heavy nostalgia.

Misty tilted her head slightly, looking at the reflection on the glass.She blinked, carefully hiding the smile in her eyes.

The background is perfect and successful√

A simple bad girl can't do it, her heart is soft, but she wraps herself in a hard shell. By chance, a gap is cracked in front of you, isn't it attractive enough to save you?

Misty broke free from the man's restraint lightly, and stepped back briskly, as if she was a happy girl again.

She waved the newspaper and showed Bruce what the unscrupulous reporter wrote blindly, with a teasing smile: "Dear Mr. Wayne, are you willing to marry Michelle as your legal wife and live a married life together?"

Mr. Wayne stared at her silently.

"Idon't!" Misty answered loudly for him.

"Bruce, you..." Gordon felt a thump in his heart when he saw the newspaper, and immediately called.However, he believed in his friend's character, and the original question was changed to: "I don't care what plans you have, but Bruce, promise me, restrain your charm."

Don't really win the hearts of other little girls away.

"Relax, my friend." On the other end of the phone, Bruce's voice was still so calm, and Gordon was very relieved.

It's because he thinks too much, he should believe that Bruce has a sense of proportion...

In the background, a girl's lively voice came: "Uncle Bruce, I want your car keys."

"In the pocket of the trousers." The tone was a bit low, it should be that he was covering the sound playback input port of the phone with his hand.

After the slight rustling sound, the girl teased: "Your trouser pocket, you are really not afraid that I will touch something I shouldn't."

"If you touch something you shouldn't, then you are responsible for putting out the fire, sweetheart." The man bit the last two words very lingeringly.

Gordon: "..."

He should trust Bruce... right?

At present, there is a woman, 18 years old, and an old man in his 40s, the upright Mr. Director, who still can't adapt to the sweet and greasy flirting style of Gotham's little prince.

Hearing that the phone was hung up, Bruce didn't think much about it. Just as he was about to put away the phone, he browsed the text message sent by his friend.

"To Bruce: I'm sorry for interfering with your actions, but, Bruce, I have to ask of you—you won't be sleeping with Michelle, cohabiting, will you? By yours, faithful Jim."

Bruce replied to him maliciously: "To Jim: I'm sorry, your words are a bit late, in today's morning paper, your dear friend, who is about to become a married man. By you, Bruce, who is going to church."

At this time, Misty was very close to Bruce, and she turned her head slightly to see the text message he received, "Director Gordon?" She curled her lips, "Great, I want more people to control me, and I'm not allowed to drink, The dad who smokes and sleeps with her boyfriend."

Bruce laughed silently.

Misty turned the car keys with her fingers, her eyes rolling: "Dear Bruce, if you tell him that I will kiss you, unbutton your shirt, and have sex with you, he can drive a police car over, Arrest you?"

"I think..." Bruce pretended to think, "I could."

"He's a good cop, and he can maintain a sense of justice in Gotham. He'll fly over, punch me hard, and then..."

"Then?"

"Teach you seriously and responsibly, so that you understand that those who lure minors into bed are scumbags."

Misty froze for a moment, "Oh, well, that's what he is."

"I think he shouldn't let me drive?" Misty shoved the car keys into his pocket unceremoniously and walked towards the door.

Bruce stood beside her: "If you have a driver's license."

The bad girl's gaze faltered for a moment, "Driver's license? Oh, of course, I have it." It's just that I'm not in Gotham.

Bruce looked at her with a smile, without revealing it.

Walking to the front of the Bentley Continental Flying Spur, Misty touched the car body, "She's so beautiful." Her tone was very admiring.He even held his breath, as if he was afraid that the moisture exhaled from his nasal cavity would dirty the car.

"I don't want to break her." The bad girl managed to find a reason to keep herself from breaking out, not to drive fast, and threw the car keys back to Bruce, "You drive."

"My honor, Your Majesty the Queen." The little prince bent slightly and helped her open the rear door. "where are we going?"

"Buy chocolate!"

The clerk of the candy store See'sCandies never thought that he would encounter the scene in front of him-Bruce Wayne's current girlfriend was actually in the brand store and asked the clerk to get the cheapest chocolate.

Although, the cheapest chocolate at See'sCandies is more expensive than most of the chocolates out there.

The clerk peeked at Bruce with subtle eyes—God, did the Wayne Group go bankrupt?

Then introduced to Misty: "The cheapest is this dark chocolate bar and milk chocolate bar, both cost only six dollars."

Misty produced the twenty-dollar bill she had borrowed from Margaret.She wasn't going to buy chocolate with Bruce's money.

"Trouble..." Misty was about to say subconsciously, "Please help me install them." Suddenly remembering that she was a bad girl, she abruptly changed the following words to: "The good guy likes to eat black or white."

She slapped the banknotes on the table, "I don't want to, one for black and one for milk."

Bruce raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to buy it for James?"

James Gordon is Director Gordon's full name.The reason why Misty knows the other party's full name is thanks to Gotham's "simplicity and honesty". She collected the police numbers and the full names of the [-] police officers in the Gotham Police Department in advance - using the attitude of gnawing on the college entrance examination materials, and gnawed them all down. .

It is not clear whether it is useful or not, anyway, it is for peace of mind.

Misty rolled her eyes, "I ate his chocolate, and now I give him back double."

"Go to the slums and ask around, who doesn't know me Michelle never owes anyone a favor." She raised her face proudly.

——Anyway, Bruce wouldn't really go to the slums to inquire about her because of this.

When Misty got home, she opened the cupboard and took out one of the only three empty bowls, the one in the middle.It contained a quarter and a dime.Then, draw nine pennies from the bowl on the right.

Her only 44 cents.

She had to find another eleven dollars and fifty-six cents to pay Margaret back.

Part-time work is too bad, you can’t find Bruce, find a way to borrow it, it’s called tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall, as for selling gem necklaces in the dressing system, in Gotham, for the sake of your own life, it’s best not to do that.

What's more, the clothes taken out of the closet of the system will automatically return to the closet three to ten minutes after leaving her body—she is short of money, but she is not short enough to cheat money.

Don't panic, she has a way.

Misty made a gesture of opening the closet, grabbed a lollipop in her mouth, and began to pick out clothes.

In fact, she can't die of hunger. In the accessory column of the closet, there are steamed buns, cakes, and large baskets with live chickens, whose heads are always sticking out of the basket.Thank goodness these are edible and not mere garnishes.

However, she has to pay rent, water and electricity, and the landlord does not agree with her taking jewelry as collateral.

Misty picked a mask at random and found that it was too obstructive, so she chose to wear Santa Claus's red nose and white beard that almost covered the lower half of her face, opened the door of the house, and walked into the night of Gotham.