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Chapter 27 Our husbands worship Buddha

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    When Ji Ming opened his mouth, he had already handed over the document bag folded into a brick shape.

    After looking at the heavy paper bag, Tang Li didn't reach out to pick it up.

    With doubts in her heart, she looked up at Ji Ming again.

    Ji Ming explained: "My husband accidentally learned that Ms. Tang had not paid this year's sponsorship fee, so he asked me to withdraw 50,000 yuan from the bank and send it to Ms. Tang in case of emergency."

    As if he could see that she wanted to ask more questions, Ji Ming took the lead and said, "No matter how much I know, I don't know. What the gentleman wants to do is not something I can ask casually."

    Tang Li didn¡¯t want the money without any pretense.

    Taking the document bag, she asked: "Has Mr. Song always done this kind thing?"

    Ji Ming was slightly startled, then said: "Sir, he is worshiping the Buddha."

    The implication is that he is indeed a kind man.

    But if he was really pure and stoic, why would he have just stood up and already secured the top spot in the Ministry of Finance?

    Tang Li didn't say this.

    The pursuit of power reflects exactly the desire of human nature.

    Ji Ming left school and went to Yunqi Villa, the private residence where Song Baiyan lived alone.

    Yunqi Villa is located at the foothills of Fengyun Mountain on the outskirts of Kyoto. It is built on the mountain and has excellent feng shui. It is said that this was once the palace of an emperor in ancient times. It has the sign of dragon veins. It was built five years ago and covers a large area.  The courtyard is praised by Feng Shui masters as "the image of a dragon flying into the sky".

    Since it is a private residence, and because of the noble status of the owner, the security work has always been extremely strict.

    The car appeared at the foot of the mountain, and the huge black wrought iron door slowly opened.

    The winding cement road is hidden among the rocks, with vigorous green pines on both sides, echoing the purple lindens sticking out from the cracks in the rocks. It is early autumn, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and flowers that are everywhere.  No trace of decay.

    The mountain stream outside the courtyard is filled with gurgling white mist, showing an unseasonable spring atmosphere.

    Ji Ming got off the car and went directly to Houshan Lake.

    As soon as he passed through the courtyard corridor, he saw Song Boyan walking by the lake.

    The lake surface was reflected by the sunlight, and the man suddenly stopped walking and looked at the natural lake and sea with his hands behind his back.

    Hearing the sound, Song Boyan turned around.

    This time, without waiting for Song Boyan to ask, Ji Ming took the initiative to inform: "The money has been sent to Miss Tang."

    "Did she ask anything?"

    Ji Ming paused and said, "Ms. Tang asked you if you often do good deeds?"

    Song Boyan smiled when he heard this.

    ¡°Apart from this, I didn¡¯t ask you anything else?¡±

    "Gone."

    Song Boyan continued to walk forward, followed by Ji Ming.

    After a while, Song Boyan's mellow voice sounded again: "You will go back to the Ministry of Finance later and cancel the afternoon meeting. The reason is that I am not feeling well."

    Ji Ming nodded in agreement.

    Perhaps because there was too much confusion in his heart, he couldn't help but ask: "Sir and Miss Tang have known each other before?"

    "It was a close relationship in southern Yunnan in the early years."

    After a long time, Song Boyan answered.

    Ji Ming actually didn¡¯t expect that his husband would tell him the truth.

    Standing by the lake, Song Boyan couldn't help but think of the blood-stained appearance of the girl at noon, even more embarrassed than last night. If he hadn't known that her biological father was Li Wenyan, he might not have been able to recognize her in the Li family's study last night.

    The girl who used to be thin and smart now has much longer facial features, but she still vaguely retains the shadow of that time.

    Eight years later, Song Boyan still remembered that when he woke up from a coma after suffering a gunshot wound, the little girl with a ponytail put her dirty hands on his thin lips. He heard the constant footsteps outside and was so nervous that he was sweating.  , but didn't care about running away, and whispered in his ear: "As long as you don't make a sound, I won't suffocate you to death!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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