Chapter 1 — He Called Our Wedding a Takeover, So I Moved Every Asset Overnight

He said that it was a business that I bought and sold, and I brought it to my house. Before last day, I ended up buying a bunch of condoms from Hang Chau and left, wanting to make a surprise for my husband. This is the secret of admission, the guest room is not full of people. The room's soup worked on two joints. The conversation between the two people continued from inside to outside.
"This guy told me that he was the one in charge of the bar, what is the problem now?"
That is the same as Phuong Huc. The school board of Co Thua Tieu is also part of our society. You're carrying my loan in the middle of nowhere.
“Dang loan.”
Giong Co Thua Tieu carries the music of her life.
"This time I think I'm the only one who loves me, sees me as my only friend, my only love."
“After this incident, there is no one else but you, right?”
Phuong Huc is the last flower girl.
"No matter where you are, if you're a woman, you can't help but be committed to their safety. They'll only know if you're not sad."
But my hand is good enough to chat with my body. I hope the gay guy takes a step back. I want to go to a place where it hurts. But I can't bear the pain.
"Tomorrow is the end of the day. And now I'm flying from this year's second year of school, my black belt is now gone, after this year. That's the end of the line."
“The most important thing is the design style in her prestigious studio.”
The Line of Loss is so bright and clear.
"His 'Vo Danh' studio received so many deals, even he didn't know how much money it was costing. When it was finished, the sound system in less than 100 minutes received... a lot of questions."
Phuong Huc's blood lost an hour.
"Let's face it, this is actually a procurement mission."
Have lost the last match.
"It's not about purchasing, it's about collecting capital. You have to spend a lot of money on loans, and at the same time, you're stuck."
I brought people into the temple. Feel the need to drink quickly. The pain was so bad that it didn't stop me from studying here, I was always convinced that it was he who was the one who forced me out of bed. I suspect he yelled at you. No wonder... He just asked me to go to the next place. I couldn't help but feel the pain in my stomach. Don't cry. With water, the next time you hear these things, you'll have to completely remove them. I'm shaking every day. Turn around and wipe. Khe Khang Khe Khang Khe Khang is a hybrid of the autumn tree. Outside Ben is buying lat phat. I stood on the sidewalk, painfully looking at the black man entering the third funeral room. Then take out the phone and make a call.
“Giang Van, help me with something.”
"Ha? Shouldn't we have a better match tomorrow? Right now I..."
“Help clarify the entire structure of 'Vo Danh' studio's chartering rights."
The pain was so painful that it was silent for two days. Giang Van is my friend from the third grade, now I am a lawyer. She doesn't ask any more questions.
"You can finish it today. Do you want to get rid of it?"
“It's fast, it's good.”
She seems to be downhill.
“What happened?”
“We'll know tomorrow.”
I'm lucky. He looked down at the shape of his hand. He announced that this was the last time he was able to buy money from the police for two years. Now I think it's time to change my mind. His family makes a lot of money, at what point does he have to earn money? It's just a magic trick to show me the ghost. I'm trying to figure out what to do, and chat in my hand. No spring rolls. Again, I still have a problem. Buy cans at any time. I went to the edge of the street to hail a taxi.
“Is it painful to go?”
Download the car. I read a place. This is the small studio I rent. Don't worry about what you bought for me. It is the room on the highest floor of an apartment complex, and is rented out by the cost of making the most expensive structural design in the area. He didn't know this place at all. When it was dark in the studio, I saw you wearing a beautiful design on the wall, photocopying your nameplate, and a large cardboard box announcing the Vang Medal of the Bamboo Architecture Competition.

The country where I joined the group was anonymous. All this collection. That's what I created myself. Toss the net but. Tossing and turning. There are no other net terms that are related to Loss. I opened the computer. Complete the calculation of your design budget. When I start working, my hands no longer tremble. Rang to three o'clock. Giang Van sent me a message:
"The total financial security is complete. The right to direct investment is reserved for the person of To Niem, not related to the person's personal status."
I checked the error two times: Right after that, she sent another message:
“Can you show up at school tomorrow?”
I turned off the phone and jumped back into the boat. Tomorrow, on the other side of Hang Chau, Tran's prison will also be less severe. Traveling to Tay Hoa Ben Ho, he always wanted to experience the concept of "Vo Danh" studio. I think this is a bad idea for not covering me after the conclusion. He doesn't know. The person who is holding Tran wants to meet... It's me. He doesn't know. Tomorrow, people will appear in the temple... There are no new customers. I'm the one who got the last loan of his own choosing. Page of complaints. Roi looks at you in your life, at the end of your life. If the end of my life is not enough, it's not a good idea. But inside there is not a single trace of amnesia. It's black and white. Hon le was sent to his family's beachside hotel. More than three hundred new guests died. The house has a very large business, almost like one of the most popular businesses in the black city. My mother and I were arranged to sit outside and destroy the corner of the three-wheeled boat. I see that the three of you have found a way to do it. On people who are just taking out a loan to buy, they can see it, but the loan doesn't pay off. In the hands of three men, there was a strange thing. The king looked at me and appeared, and took off three consecutive times.
“Niem Niem, you are beautiful today.”
I'm holding my mother's hand. Long hand three jute vet bottles. This is the beginning of the journey after two years of working in the pond. The mother of Co Thua is the main boat in the middle of the row of painful boats. Surrounded by a woman wearing a long scarf, wearing a scarf. My father kept looking at me as I drove the boat to somewhere with the people next to me. Immediately, the other woman died. I don't hear it. But my mother listens instead.