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953. Chapter 950 950, sweetheart, have you been hit by a pig?

I haven't contacted He Jiaming for a long time. When I first thought of this name, Tianxin was stunned.

Counting on the fingers, the last time they got along as brother and sister was during the Chinese New Year. Then there was a murderer who invaded Situ's house and tried to kill them. She also rescued He Jiaming, and they had no contact with each other after that.

He Jiaming said before that he wanted to recognize himself as his sister because he was an orphan, without a father or a mother. Of course there were other reasons, but they could be ignored... Ever since he recognized himself as a relative of the Kent family, it seems that he has not

I have contacted He Jiaming, but I can't just take this as my god-sister. I don't know if that grumpy guy will be angry.

When she thought of this, Tianxin was extremely distressed. She was really embarrassed to ask He Jiaming to help her with this or that, but she had no one else to turn to, and she didn't want to bother her brother to help her with this. He was far away in Hong Kong, and she couldn't even think about it.

No time to care about myself.

Forget it, forget it, give it a go! Tianxin found He Jiaming’s phone number from her phone and dialed it.

After a monotonous waiting tone, the phone was connected, and the same deep and pleasant male voice came from the receiver: "Hello, sweetheart?"

"Uh, Brother Jiaming, is it convenient for you to talk now?" Tianxin asked cautiously.

He Jiaming glanced at the investors and senior executives sitting in the conference room, and decisively stood up holding the phone: "Of course, no problem, tell me."

This kind of behavior that ignores the fact that he is still talking about investment is really outrageous. The investor's face is also very exciting, but he dares to be angry and dare not speak out. Who makes He Dashao rich?

He Jiaming left the big conference room and went to the next room to ask what was going on. He was expecting to hear negative news like "Qinglang and I divorced" or "Qinglang hit me", so that he could take advantage of the opportunity.

It wouldn't be too nice to trick two people into breaking up.

However, he thought too much, and Tianxin hesitated on the phone and said: "Brother Jiaming, you know about the earthquake in southern Yunnan, right?"

"I know." He Jiaming looked puzzled, "You came to me just to tell me about the earthquake?"

"No, no, of course not." Sweetie said, "Um, I want to ask if you have a convoy to go to the disaster relief."

"Of course, I have already gone." He Jiaming shrugged, "I took the supplies to Pingliu City yesterday afternoon."

Sweetie's eyes darkened, what an unlucky coincidence! How could she get in the car?

"Well, forget it—" She looked at the girl with glasses dejectedly and pursed her lips.

"What's going on?" He Jiaming asked, "What do you mean forget it? What did you originally plan to do? Hurry up and say it!"

"I want to... go to Pingliu City with your convoy." Tianxin whispered.

As expected, Young Master He immediately became angry: "Sweetie, your brain was hit by a pig? Why are you going to join in the fun in such a dangerous place? Don't tell me that you want to be a volunteer. You have no survival skills at all.

If you go, you will only be held back, so just stay at home!"

Sure enough, Tianxin was so angry that she knew he would say this!

"I want to go with my classmates. I'm looking for Qinglang. He has been there for several days and there has been no movement. Please, please take me there. I know you can go there. Please, please, please!"

Now that things have happened, Tianxin feels that she must grasp this life-saving straw in order to get a glimmer of hope!

"No, there's no way!" He Jiaming hung up the phone with a bang - Situ Qinglang, the evildoer, went to the disaster relief scene to pretend to be a hero, but he had to hit on his wife to suffer!

Tianxin looked helpless when she heard the busy signal from her phone, but the girl with glasses over there had already packed her suitcase, looked at her expectantly, and asked excitedly: "When are we leaving?"
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