Billionaire, Let's Divorce

"Creek, a letter from home!" The old Daoist said while pinching the old man's machine.

"Master! Shouldn't we be writing letters? "Why on the phone?" Night Stream wore loose Daoist robes with his hair draped over his shoulders. He sat cross-legged and looked at his master, who was gnawing on a chicken leg as he called his family.

"Why should I write? Can this be convenient? " The old Daoist reluctantly licked the bone of the chicken leg.

"Aren't we cultivating the Dao?" Night Stream took out a small box from his bosom and handed it to the old Daoist.

The old Daoist opened it and saw a fried chicken leg! "Tsk tsk, foreign stuff."

"Master, tell me, if I were to give you ten thousand chicken legs one day, what would happen to you?" Nightedge lay on the table, blinking his big eyes as he spoke.

"Then I will give you Qing Feng!" The old Daoist said with slanted eyes.

"You talk too much!" Night Stream's eyes lit up as he spoke! Today, someone asked her to sing a song for a thousand yuan! He would be able to earn 10,000 credits in a few days! He could earn ten thousand chicken legs in a month! At the thought of this, the eyes of the stream at night flashed two crescent moons.

"What are you laughing at, silly girl?" The old Daoist licked his lips and asked in satisfaction.

"Nothing ~ I'm going to train, remember to cook!" Night Stream jumped up excitedly and ran away.

At a resort, Night Stream looked at the manager and asked, "I, I don't know how to sing."

"It's fine, just go in and say a few words!" The manager excitedly said to the fairy-like Night Stream.

"Then, then, how much money can I get?" Night Stream was somewhat fearful of his eyes that were filled with desire. He had the impulse to smash it with a fist!

"One hundred thousand!" The manager said proudly.

"Alright!" Night Stream bit his lips as he spoke with conviction.

In the luxurious private room, a few fat middle-aged men's eyes lit up when they saw the small stream coming in!

"Little beauty, you're still drinking after singing!" A man laughed obscenely.

"Sing!" Night Stream looked warily at the group as he spoke.

"Yo, yo, yo. This sound, tsk, tsk. I'll give you ten thousand for each song you sing!" It was as if the man was determined to eat the night stream.

"Really?" Nightedge asked happily.

"Of course, of course I wouldn't lie!" The man patted his fat chest as he spoke.

Night Stream was so happy that he found a few children's songs and started to sing happily, just like a little elf.

"Tsk tsk, this is a hundred thousand!" If you serve your brother well, all of it will be yours! " The man took out a box and placed it on the table.

"What else do you want?" Nightedge asked cautiously, puzzled.

"Kiss, of course! "Hahaha …" The man thought that Night Stream was just an ordinary female student who lacked money.

"Scram!" Night Stream punched the man hard enough to make him straighten his waist! The bow was shaped like a shrimp.

"Catch her!" roared the man, as Night Stream prepared to take the money out. F * ck! I'm going to turn her into a prostitute today! "

Night Stream was a little scared when he faced so many people. He shrunk his neck to close the door, raised his hand, and pressed the fire alarm button. When they were in a private room in a hotel, the ground had warmed up when the eldest senior brother invited everyone to dinner! The head senior brother pressed the fire switch and the door could not be opened! The Night Stream was unfamiliar here, but he pressed it anyway.

Several tycoons were locked in the private room, first out of anger, then fear. Could it be that no one came in here? Fortunately, the fire brigade finally found them after half an hour and it took another hour to rescue them.

"Big sister! I want 10,000 chicken legs! " Night Stream placed the money on the table excitedly and said.

"Eh, do you want it now?" The waiter of the fast food restaurant asked in astonishment.

"Uh, too much. Hurry up and send it to the Taoist temple on the mountain every few times, thank you! " Night Stream thought for a moment and then said.

"Alright, we will send it over as soon as possible!" The waiter said with a smile.

Night Stream nodded and turned to leave, but it was already dark. After running for a long distance, Night Stream was so tired that he pursed his lips and waited by the river. The youngest junior brother would be here soon. Wait a bit, wait a bit!

At this time, a young man came out. He was very good-looking, even more good-looking than his youngest junior brother. The riverside was filled with night market stalls, but Night Stream had already taken out all the money to buy chicken legs. He rubbed his stomach and lowered his head to play with his hair. The man was eating with a plate of strange food and drinking beer. She had heard her eldest senior brother say that beer was good, but girls couldn't drink it.

Gulp ~ The small stream of the night had not yet creaked, and the youngest junior brother had yet to come. Didn't you notice that I've lost them today? Night Stream thought angrily.

"Are you hungry?" Duan Chen asked, looking at the small stream at the side in surprise.

"En ~ ~" Night Stream didn't raise his head but snorted out.

"Do you want this?" Duan Chen handed the fried conch over.

Night Stream nodded, and after tasting one, his eyes lit up! He turned his head and ate on the other side of the table. From time to time, he would make some weird noises.

"Boss!" Another serving of fried conch! " Duan Chen smiled as he shouted to the boss.

"Thank you ~" Night Stream handed over the plate with both hands as he felt slightly embarrassed.

"It's nothing," Duan Chen Jing said with a smile.

"Little sister, how old are you? "Where's the Lord?" Duan Chen asked as he caressed Ye Chonglou's hair. Because most of Night Stream's height was in her legs, sitting on the riverside at this moment, of course, felt like she was a twelve or thirteen year old little girl.

"How old are you?" Night Stream asked with a rigid face when he heard Duan ChenDui say that she was a child.

"Me? "Brother, you're almost twenty-five this year!" Duan Chen said with a smile.

"Hmph, I am already 20 to 22 years old!" Night Stream boasted.

Duan Chen Jing was startled as he carefully sized up the Night Stream. There was no sign of clothing on him, but it gave him a feeling of superiority. At the end of the day, Duan Chen didn't have much of an understanding towards women's clothes, but when he saw the symbol on Ye Xi's sleeve, his eyes focused! This thing was made from the same clothes as Xing Beihan, and the place was restricted to booking and not open to the public. This meant that this girl was on the same level as him. He didn't know why he had never seen her before.

"You must be kidding, right?" Duan Chen Duo stood up and said.

Night Stream looked at Duan Chen Jing's height with disdain and jumped up. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Humph, he's only a bit taller than me! "Tch!"

"Sir, you want the conch!" The boss put the conch on the table and left.

Night Stream looked at the conch on the table and swallowed his saliva. Duan Chen smiled, then turned around to pick up a handful of various kebabs.

"Here's for you to eat." They were all piled on the other side of the table.

"Hmph, if you want to eat it, then eat it!" Night Stream said without any backbone.

"Slow down, don't rush." Duan Chen said with his mouth bulging with concern as he looked at Ye Lin.

Night Stream paused for a moment, then stopped for a few seconds to continue eating. Duan Chen Dui held his forehead, sighed, then turned around and left. Night Stream blinked his large eyes as he thought about it. He thought that Duan Chenshen thought she was too lacking in temperament to eat. The audience slowly swallowed their food. Their mood was very dejected.

"Why aren't you eating?" Duan Chen said while looking at the small stream in surprise. He handed the fruit juice in his hand over and looked at Night Stream and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Night Stream." Nightedge said, licking the grease from his lips with his tongue. Duan Chen gave a bitter smile as he took out a tissue to wipe off Ye Xi's mouth, then sighed and said, "My girlfriend's surname is also Ye, she —" Before he finished speaking, he was stunned by Ye Xi's appearance. He had seen many breathtaking beauties, but none of them were as beautiful as her.

"Are you stupid?" Night Stream looked at the dumbstruck Duan Chen Dui as he spoke.

"Uh, no, it's nothing." Duan Chen said with a smile as he pinched Night Stream's face.

"That action just now, let me think about it …" Night Stream frowned in thought.

Duan Chen was slightly surprised. According to the usual script, he should call himself a hooligan. Or hint that he should get a room. What did she mean by this reaction? Duan Chen couldn't react in time.

"You! You! "You are teasing me!" Nightedge said with a look of realization.

"How fresh ~ ~" Duan Chen Xi raised his hands and said.

"You treat me to food and tease me. "Avoiding ~ ~" Night Stream said in all seriousness. Then he picked up the plate and ran towards the river to eat, ignoring Duan Chen.

Ding dong, Ding dong! Duan Chen's phone rang.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Duan Chen Wan didn't look at his contact person and directly asked.

"Young Master, Young Mistress must have got a room with someone else!" A bodyguard that was following Ye Yin said.

"What?" Do you know who it is? " Duan Chen asked while tightly holding the cup in his hand.

"I'm not sure, so I'm too embarrassed to look. There are needle holes in the room. Do you need them? " the bodyguard asked.

"Use! After the shoot, we will send it directly to the Ye Family. " Duan Chen said with a cold expression.

"Alright!" The bodyguard said in shock.

Duan Chen gave a pitiful laugh, haha! Her favorite woman was someone else's wife, a random match who had put on a hat before she got married. Drink the beer by the bottle! The pot scattered on the ground, the boss worriedly came over and advised him. Duan Chen laughed as he pulled out a pile of money and tossed it to him, "Mine, and hers, all belong to me!" He pointed to the small stream beside the river where a person was eating conch.

"Alright, alright!" The boss said with a beaming smile.

Two boxes of beer left Duan ChenDui completely drunk. Night Stream had finally eaten the best conch in the world. He looked at Duan Chen Jing and sighed as he looked at the plate in his hands.

"Hmph hmph, seeing that I'm full, I'll take you to the monastery ~" Night Stream split his hair to the side and carried Duan Chen Dui on his back.

"It looks like you must be feeling sad. Hmph, Master said you must face everything with a smile." You're not facing against others, you're facing against yourself! " Nightstream muttered as it climbed the mountain.