As the elevator doors closed, everyone was perplexed, only Li Dan, who closely followed Zhan Moxiao, knew that not even projects worth tens of billions, hundreds of billions, or even trillions mattered to Master Xiao at that moment, as he was anxious to return home to see his little wife.
Even if he climbed to the very summit of the global wealth pyramid, it wouldn't compare to being her husband, nothing in this world was more important to him than that girl at the very top of his heart.
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That night, Ou Lan had a terrible sleep, constantly having nightmares. The horrifying image of her car hitting a pregnant woman kept surfacing and sinking in her mind.
She was a wild girl who grew up fighting and struggling in the chaotic Southern city slum, with a fierce and resilient personality, but she had never really experienced something so bloody.
How much money did that pregnant woman take from Wen Nanping to actually be willing to harm her unborn child?
