She Dumped Her Dodgy Husband After Suffering Amnesiac

“I like the Qian Zimo type.”

Qian Jia, Qian Zimo, because of Tiffany Clark’s lawsuit, put it aside, and the voice came out from the live tablet.

Qian Zimo reacted for a few seconds before looking at the tablet: “Holy shit, Hellen Jovano, you actually cheated me!”

Enjovano went back to the beach with a small bucket in a happy mood, and felt that he had avenged himself, which was very comfortable.

Money and ink pit her, and she will pit her back.

Tempe City, Luz Walker’s eyes widened: My sister likes Qian Zimo?

Among the Green Mansion elders.

Heartless Hooligan: [Mo, you beast! Rabbits don’t eat grass by the nest! I can’t believe you hooked. cited Mud Crab! ]

Heartless Hooligan：【@Tisch@Mud Crab]

Haicity, Ming Lao Madam is talking to Ming Yuzhu with a serious face: “Yuzhu, give me the information of the Qian child! I heard that he is in poor health. We have to check Hellen’s position! ”

Only Ming Yuzhu of Tempe City is as stable as Mount Tai: “Don’t worry, Mom, I know my own daughter. If she likes someone, she won’t say it so simply!”

Enjovano doesn’t care how much impact his words have had.

She handed over all the shells to the exchange office, and the income from collecting shells was not high. Hellen Jovano worked hard for a day and only exchanged one hundred gold coins.

In the evening, she changed some ingredients, went back to the villa, and stood in the dining room to cook.

Nowadays, everyone is embarrassed to eat for nothing all the time. Every afternoon, many people go to do tasks. Eating is not a problem.

Enjovano cooked a meal, just served it on the table, when he saw Zhang Caiyu and Fang Ruonan coming in from outside, and liai followed them.

“liai, have you had dinner?” Enjovano raised his voice and asked.

Liai steps, some at a loss to stand there.

Fang Ruonan snorted lightly and went upstairs.

Enjovano discovered that there was something wrong with the atmosphere of the three men and called liai.

“Come here, liai.”

Enjovano took a meal for two and let liai sit at the table.

“How did you follow Zhang Lingyu and Fang Ruonan in just now? They didn’t bully you, did they?”

Li Ai’s temper is as good as dough, and Hellen Jovano is worried that Fang Ruonan will take it out on others because Li Ai is close to her.

Busy liai shook his head: “No, Qin Xiao-Hellen Jovano.”

“That’s good. Let’s eat first.”

Enjovano looked at liai’s dinner, wondering in her heart. liai also went to do tasks every day, but she never saw what she had bought. She only occasionally took a few packets of instant noodles and soaked them in the living room.

Where’s her gold coin?

While eating, Hellen Jovano’s cell phone on the console rang.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

She got up and went to see her eyes. It was WeChat from Hans Grant.

Hellen Jovano hasn’t returned several WeChat messages sent by Hans Grant since the dinner the day before yesterday.

Hans Grant: [liai is Zhang Caiyu’s cousin, be careful. ]

Enjovano looked at the information with a slight Zheng, and turned to liai who was sitting at the table.

Li Ai is nibbling at the meal, and if he looks closely, his eyes are a little red.

She suddenly understood where Li Ai’s gold coins had gone. With Zhang Caiyu’s hypocritical personality, it’s no wonder that she had never seen her go out on a mission, but she had never been in famine.

After thinking for a few seconds, Hellen Jovano replied: [Thank you. ]

Put down the phone, Hellen Jovano went back to the table to continue eating with Li Ai.

After dinner, liai washed the dishes, while Hellen Jovano wiped the console.

The female voice of the formula words suddenly sounded in the villa.

“Please pay attention to all contestants.”

After repeated several times, the female voice continued: “At eight o’clock tomorrow morning, all the contestants should gather in front of the villa gate, at the same place as in the preliminary round, and we will announce the title of the second round.”

Everyone in the villa relaxed for three days was nervous.

Everyone has been in Jena City for five days, and the total schedule of the competition is only half a month.

In the villa, two women went downstairs and chatted.

“I’m still a little nervous about finally starting the second round.”

“Top 20, as long as we can get in, the average company is basically whatever we choose. We have to work hard.”

Two women walked past Hellen Jovano in a huff.

Enjovano’s brow wrinkled slightly. She had planned to withdraw from the competition if there was no news from Qian Zimo tomorrow.

At this time, the second round of competition began-

After packing, Hellen Jovano went back to the bedroom, hesitating with his mobile phone.

After the last dinner, Hans Grant announced that she would be the perfume brand director of Story Investment. Since then, there have been many voices of doubt on the Internet.

Many people think that she has no strength as a brand director and is likely to stop at the top 50.

Others argue that Hellen Jovano may be overwhelmed and will take the initiative to retire for the sake of face.

Hellen Jovano doesn’t care much about what others think of her, but if she really quits the competition at this time, Hans Grant will lose face the most.

And it has a great influence on the brand.

But Tiffany Clark, she’s already family.

Enjovano: [Hans Grant, have you had a rest? ]

In three seconds.

Hans Grant: [No. ]

En Jovano: [There’s something I want to discuss with you. Is it convenient to meet? ]

She promised Hans Grant to take part in this competition before, and now she withdraws from it …

It’s her fault to lose face. Hellen Jovano wants to apologize to Hans Grant.

Hans Grant: [I’ll come to you. ]

Enjovano sent a voice in the past: “No, there are cameras everywhere in the villa. If you come over, you can’t explain it clearly. Go to the pink beach, the villa where the last dinner was held. ”

Enjovano will keep the venue away from the program group and all the members.

The time was set at 8: 30 in the evening.

In the middle of the night, Hellen Jovano quietly left the villa and headed north.

Ten minutes later, Hellen Jovano walked to the white villa where the last program group had a dinner. There was a figure standing in front of the villa.

Hans Grant turned to look at her in the moonlight, and his eyes looked like thick ink that couldn’t melt away, with tenderness and expectation.

Enjovano’s heart jumped for fear that Hans Grant misunderstood her purpose of asking him out.

“I called you here today because I have some business to discuss with you.”

“It’s cold at night. Let’s talk inside.” Hans Grant whispered.

He turned and walked to the front of the villa, and after entering the password, the door lock clicked open.

En Jovano gave him an unexpected look: “Is this villa yours?”

“Well, I bought it before, and I will come and stay occasionally when I come to Jena City.”

Two people into the villa, the hall is no longer the dinner arrangement that day.

Simple style, with few decorations, is Hans Grant’s style.

There is a big soft white sofa in the middle.

“You wait for me first.” Hans Grant said.

He stepped aside to turn on the air conditioner, and Hellen Jovano walked in the night wind for so long that his body stretched for a few minutes when the heating blew.