Male God Please Lie Down

Chapter 1297: Millionaire 65

Wei Zhongmin had a headache.

"This... didn't you let us come? I thought there would be a good life! I didn't expect it to be like this!"

Wei Zhongmin's sister also said angrily.

"How much did the house cost!?"

Wei Zhongmin looked at them and asked helplessly.

"More than five thousand!"

As Wei Zhongmin's father said, he stretched out his hand and covered his pocket.

"Let's go, go to a hotel for one night, then rent a house!"

Wei Zhongmin picked up the snakeskin bag on the ground, and the family walked towards the opposite hotel.

Except for Wei Zhongmin's gloomy expression, almost everyone in his family was smiling.

Wei Zhongmin's sister looked at the traffic around her with a smile on her mouth.

She knew since she was a child that she was different from the girls in the countryside, and she would go to the city sooner or later.

Look, now she is finally here.

When she comes to the city, she will be different, and she will definitely be able to marry a man in the city later.

Never go back to that **** place again.

Tang Wenfang and Sun Qingming were both silent. When entering the elevator, Tang Wenfang reached out and took Sun Qingming's hand.

"Qing Ming, mother is not good!"

After she finished speaking, she let out a low sigh.

When Sun Qingming heard her words, he was a little bit ridiculous.

What does this have to do with her again.

"Mom, I'm not uncomfortable at all. After all, I've seen it clearly before getting married. In my heart, on the contrary, I am very happy."

Tang Wenfang took a close look at Sun Qingming, and saw that her expression was really not that different.

In the first place, I didn't think there was anything left.

After thinking about it again, he also laughed.

"Mom, you don't have to blame yourself, you pull me so big, it's fine if it's not too long!"

Sun Qingming took Tang Wenfang's hand again and said with a smile.

"Ok!"

Tang Wenfang also smiled.

The two were talking and got out of the elevator.

At this time, I saw Shen Yiming close the door and come out.

As soon as Sun Qingming was about to greet her, he saw him staggering, leaning on the wall, and standing still.

"Shen Yiming, what's wrong with you?"

Sun Qingming hurriedly walked up to him and stretched out his hand to support him.

"fine!"

Shen Yiming's lips were pale, and he shook his head weakly.

"How can you go out like this! Go back and rest soon! Are you sick!"

Sun Qingming saw that his face was pale and his lips were pale.

"I'm fine!"

Just after Shen Yiming's words, people fainted.

"Shen Yiming!"

After I went to the hospital, I learned that Shen Yiming was in the late stage of leukemia.

His time is running out...

At this time, Sun Qingming felt very sad.

Such a young man lost his life just like that, but those disgusting and best-in-class people are jumping happily.

This world is really unfair.

"Qingming, how come you have such a look, if you don't smirk, you are actually a pretty good-looking girl!"

Shen Yiming was lying on the hospital bed, his face paler than the white quilt on his body.

Sun Qingming did not speak.

"You smile!"

Shen Yiming said weakly.

Sun Qingming pulled his lips, showing a slight smile.

"Fake!"

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