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"Sister and brother? Sister?" the man's happy face was gloomy, but then he was happy again, and then looked at it simply: "sister, you are my sister!"

From now on, we'll be together every day. You're my brother. We'll start performing arts tomorrow. When we have money in a few days, we'll rent a house, okay?

"Renting a house? Very good!" Wang Jun was happy. Great. He has been wandering for several days and has been helpless. Now he has a sister. He will rent a house in a few days. In the future, he will have a home.

Simply looking at the happy Wang Jun, her heart became clear. From now on, she did not rely on, but had a brother.

For the first time, I think it's good to be someone else's sister, because I have to bear the responsibility of being a sister, my brother's life and work hard for life.

Shen Junyu looked at Cheng Xiang and a Biao and frowned very tightly: "what's the matter? Wen simple has been put back for more than half a month. Why hasn't Wen Haoyu moved at all?"

"Boss, I don't know. Maybe Wen Jian hasn't returned to Binhai yet?" a Biao guessed and asked.

"How is it possible?" Shen Junyu sniffed at a Biao's words. "What else can Wen Haoyu do if she doesn't go back to Binhai and Wenshi villa as long as she starves to death in the street?"

"Isn't it? She may not be able to go back if she doesn't have money?" Cheng Xiang frowned. This situation is really special.

"She has no money, but she has a bracelet in her hand. How can that bracelet be worth more than 100000?" Shen Junyu glared at Cheng Xiang and couldn't even find an excuse.

"Shouldn't it be that Wen Haoyu knew through our strategy, so he stayed still?" Abiao also felt strange that the layout was so rigorous this time, and Wen Haoyu had no reason to stay still.

"You go down and continue to pay attention to the movement on the other side of the seashore. At the same time, send someone to check where Wen Haoyu hid Wen simple?" Shen Junyu waved his hand and signaled that they could go.

A Biao and Cheng Xiang hurried back. Now Shen Junyu is more and more confused.

Obviously, he drove away Wen Jian himself. Now he has to check where others hide. Why don't you have nothing to do?

Shen Junyu was lying on the office chair. He felt tired. He felt annoyed when the woman was here, but he was even more annoyed when he drove her away completely.

That day, watching her go like that, he seemed to see himself go like that in front of her.

He retaliated for the insult and injury she had abandoned, but why didn't he feel happy, but his heart hurt?

Wen Jian, when you go back to Binhai, according to Wen Haoyu's character, you will certainly hide.

Just, this time, where will he hide you?

Britain, France? U.S.A? Or some small island country?

As long as I can find a place in the world, I won't let go.

Palace Hotel, Singapore

People who come here for dinner are rich people, and rich people pay great attention to eating. They often listen to live music while eating

Therefore, violinists here can make money. However, a few days ago, there was a news from the palace hotel that a master of the flute was performing here. I heard that the sound of the flute was also very graceful and immersive.

"President Shen, you must listen to the flute here. It's said that it was blown by a mute man. I'm not blowing with you..."

"Well, I'll know after listening." Shen Jun frowned. In front of him, what kind of music does childe Li know? Xiao Sheng, an ignorant childe.

Soon he walked into the private room. Childe Li said to the waiter, "find your mute Wang and let him play a song for us."

"Yes," the waiter glanced at Mr. Li. He felt a little uncomfortable for him to call him king Yu Wang mute.

Shen Junyu finished the dishes very quickly, and the waiter politely withdrew.

"Wang Yu, there are some customers in Longfeng Pavilion on the third floor," the waiter came down from upstairs and met Wang Yu with a bamboo flute standing there waiting for a call.

Wang Yu nodded, then expressed his thanks with his fingers, and then turned and walked upstairs.

Now Wang Yu has short hair similar to a flat head, has a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, wears a long white shirt of the Qing Dynasty, and the collar is open very high, just covering the throat knot.

The waiter looked at Wang Yu who went upstairs. He was wearing a white long shirt and a pair of soft canvas shoes. He walked lightly and elegantly. If he had been a handsome young man in ancient times, it was a pity that he couldn't speak.

Wang Yu naturally came to Longfeng Pavilion. She has been in the palace hotel for three days and is very familiar with the VIP rooms of the hotel.

In fact, before that, she and her brother Wang Jun had been performing on the street.

Because she was too delicate and beautiful, many people harassed her in the name of listening to the flute in the first two days, so she discussed with Wang Jun, cut her hair short into a man's hairstyle, and then put on men's clothes.

There are fewer people harassing by performing in men's clothes, but their income is also obviously less. Sometimes they can only earn the life of her and Wang Jun in one day. When it rains two days, they can't even earn their life back.

They hope to rent a house or dream. They can only live in the square every day, and then lie down on the stool in the square to sleep. The money they earn in the first two days is enough for them to buy two clothes for washing.

Wang Jun heard Wang Yu say that his umbrella was valuable. He proposed to sell it for some money, but Wang Yu disagreed. He said that the umbrella might be a proof of his memory. If he didn't even have an umbrella, how could he remember the past?

Three days ago, the rain was too heavy. She and Wang Jungang passed the Palace Hotel, so they ran to the side to take shelter from the rain. Wang Yu looked at the rich people in and out of the Palace Hotel, so he blew the bamboo flute on his mouth.

A toast song sounded so immersive that gradually, the guests who had come in and out of the hotel stopped, surrounded them, and then heard God.

That day, they made a lot of money, and the manager of the Palace Hotel heard about it and ran down to listen. Then he discussed with them to let her stay here.

According to the hotel manager's reminder, she dressed herself up as a handsome young master of the Qing Dynasty, and then performed in this palace hotel. Her income was half that of the Palace Hotel.

She came to the gate of dragon and Phoenix Pavilion, knocked on the door gently twice, and then heard the word "please come in", so she pushed the door and went in.