"Are you leaving tomorrow?"
Yun'er lay on Lu Liang's chest, drawing circles aimlessly on his belly.
Afterwards, they didn't know what to talk about.
The night was long, and it couldn't be just about doing it; she could handle it, but Lu Liang might not be able to endure.
"It should be tomorrow afternoon's flight." Lu Liang sat at the head of the bed, scrolling through his phone, joining the onlookers.
Once the authorities got serious, International Fan didn't even dare to resist and got a new nickname of eight hundred and eighty million.
Individuals and studios needed to pay back taxes of 255.3 million and fines of 596 million, with an average multiple of 2.33 times.
Maybe because she received the notice, once it was confirmed, she immediately admitted it, expressing her cooperation and willingness to pay the taxes as soon as possible.
The officials, considering it was her first offense and her good attitude and cooperation, waived criminal responsibility.
