"A left-over girl will get married if she catches her. V, I'm 50, and I'm listening to my revenge plan."
Lin Ye, the Shura God of a generation, was tired of the bloody storm, so he secluded himself in the city and worked as an errand boy with a monthly salary of 3,000, focusing on anti-involution.
Unexpectedly, at the beginning of the game, he crashed into a Porsche Panamera worth tens of millions.
Shen Qingqiu, a cold and beautiful female CEO with hundreds of billions of dollars, stepped out of the car. Without saying a word, she dragged Lin Ye into the passenger seat, and with a "click", she used 502 glue to weld the door shut!
"It costs 3 million to repair the car, or follow me to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate, which gives me 100,000 yuan in pocket money every month, including food and accommodation. Choose for yourself!"
Faced with this overwhelming wealth, Lin Ye decisively chose to eat soft food: "Auntie, I don't want to work hard anymore!"
After getting married, Shen Qingqiu thought that he could find a good-for-nothing shield so that he could pursue his career with peace of mind. Until one day, one hundred thousand international mercenaries came to the city, and three top killers gathered in Jiangcheng. Shen Qingqiu fell into a desperate situation.
The country bumpkin husband who wears big pants at home every day and cooks tea eggs with the best Dahongpao, walks out of the kitchen wearing flip-flops and yawning.
He slapped his backhand and instantly turned the number one killer king into a bloody mist!
The whole place was dead silent!
Shen Qingqiu's outlook was shattered, and his beautiful eyes trembled wildly: "You call this a weak man who can't take care of himself?!"
Lin Ye looked innocent: "Honey, please listen to my explanation. He just stepped into the door with his left foot first. I saw that he didn't like it and pushed him lightly. It was purely an accident!"
