Ling Han took off his mask, sat down, and stared at the donation contract, "Are you liars? Although I am a star, I am an outdated star. If you want to cheat on my assets, then you will find the wrong partner. I am no longer able to make ends meet."

Ye Xingguang raised his head from the book, smiled and said nothing.

However, Han Chengbei crossed his legs and shook: "Don't recognize who I am? Do you think you need to cheat on you, a outdated little star, for your money?"

As soon as Ling Han came, he recognized Han Chengbei, a media tycoon from Country A. His photos always appear on the newspapers and Internet.

Ling Han stared at the pink simple medicine box and opened it: "Is this really a medicine for regret? I think I am probably crazy and want to believe your nonsense. But in despair, I always want to find some hope."

Han Chengbeishen had an insight and was impatient: "Life requires the courage to gamble. Miss Ling, make a choice quickly. Our master is in a hurry. If you believe it, sign it. If you don't believe it, you will flash it. We don't have the salesman here to persuade you to buy regret medicine. Do you understand?"

Ling Han was embarrassed by the other party's uneasy attitude. She asked, "What should I do? Do I swallow it directly? Then what?"

Han Chengbei's slender finger pointed at the donation contract: "Sign the contract first, and then tell you."

Ling Han looked through the contract, read it carefully, and confirmed that there were no traps to trick him into it.

She picked up the signature pen, her fingertips tightly, looked up, looked at the boy who had always been drinking coffee leisurely, and then looked at Han Chengbei who continued to appreciate the boy, thinking that she really had a water in her mind and wanted to believe them once.

She lowered her head and smiled sadly. So what if she was a liar, her life was so bleak that she could not see any hope.

It would be better to take a big gamble.

Even if you lose the bet, it will only add another sum to your miserable life, but if you win the bet...

Is there really a chance to win a bet?

Ling Han didn't know that, she leaned over and signed her name on the donation contract, and then stared at the regret medicine, like a traveler struggling dyingly in the desert. Even though she knew that there was Shenglou in Haishi, she still tried her best to climb over.

Ye Xingguang finally put down the book in his hand, took over the contract, and then pushed a cup of warm water in front of Ling Han.

"Eat her."

Ling Han pinched the regret pill: "What's the matter?"

"Now, close your eyes, concentrate, and recall the moment you regretted the last time..."

Ling Han was half-believing and half-doubted, Ye Xingguang didn't care. He looked at the time of his phone and said, "Go, remember, you only have one hour to change the thing you regret the last time. As for the result... destiny will only be in your own hands."

Ling Han did not do it immediately. She took out her cell phone and took a look at her Weibo comments.

She felt that she still lacked courage.

Unexpectedly, when I opened a comment, I saw a netizen asking: "I heard that depression can kill you, why haven't you heard of your death yet??? I want to die quickly, I'm waiting to post on Moments."

An uncontrollable anger surged out of his heart. Ling Han held the regret medicine tightly with his five fingers, and with the warm boiled water, he raised his head and swallowed it directly.

Then as Ye Xingguang said, close his eyes, concentrate, and try to recall the moment he regretted the last moment...
Chapter completed!