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My Billion Bread finale. Who's with who?

Sun Mei finally agreed to En Lake's proposal and decided to stay with En Lake. Frank, on the other hand, changed his profligate habits and began to work on the construction site to save money. As for Shan Mei, Frank decided not to disturb her life. Every time he just looked at her and Silver Lake from a distance where he could see Shan Mei. Because the place where he works is very close to Shan Mei.

Eun-Hu has always taken good care of Sammi, but Sammi has never been happy. Whenever she and Eunhu are sitting in a high-end hotel, they will always think of the days when they used to live together with Frank, cook porridge together and grab pickles together. Although it is bitter, it seems to be really happy.

When Sun Mei and Silver Lake are together, Frank can only look at them from a distance. It was raining that day. When Sun Mei was standing alone in the street, Frank wanted to secretly send an umbrella, but Enhao always beat him to it, so Frank had to give the extra umbrella to passers-by. ...

At this time, the goodness and beauty with Eun-Hu seems to have a perverted feeling. Why does she always feel that there has been a person, secretly following behind her?

The wedding of Sun Mei and Eun Lake has finally arrived, and Frank's mother's ring has also been found. Linglong decided to try to associate with A Xing. On the wedding day, Sun Mei accidentally picked up the magazine on the table. ...

The cover of the magazine is printed with the happy appearance of Sammy and Eun-ho. Shan Mei looked at it in a daze, but accidentally found a figure in a small corner of the picture. ...

Isn't this Frank? At this moment, Shan Mei realized why she always felt that someone was following her and Eun Lake. It's Frank!

When the bell rang in the auditorium, Shan Mei's father came to En Lake with Shan Mei in his arms. When Silver Lake reached out to see Shan Mei, Shan Mei hesitated ... Frank never left his side these days ... Will she continue to hide her sincerity?

"Sorry ..."

The goodness and beauty that are about to set foot on the altar suddenly took a slight step back. Eunhu seemed to understand her mind: "Never mind ..."

In everyone's exclamation, Sun Mei left the auditorium. By this time, Frank had gone home from work.

"Young man, I see you look good recently, beaming, seems to be good luck! Come, let me show you ... "

Listening to the voice of disgust ... it's the fortune teller again. The fortune teller grabbed Frank's hand and looked around: "Oh, young man ... you're going to be lucky recently!" " Not only have you got a job, but you will soon be with the woman you love! Well ... let me see, well, it's either now or today! "

Frank couldn't help being angry: "What are you talking about? She is going to marry someone else today! "

"Young man, you have to believe me! Last time I wrote all your prospects in a poem! "

Frank didn't believe what the fortune teller said, so he went home to pack his things ... Suddenly, his eyes sparkled. ...

In front of him, a girl in a white gauze is smiling at him ... Dorothy? Frank thinks he is wrong. Shouldn't she be Eun-hu's wife now? But this person in front of me is really Dolemi!

"Frank!" Shanmei wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything. She can only call his name.

"Dorothy!" "Frank!" "Dorothy!" "Frank!" ..... There are too many words in my heart to say, but I can't say them at the moment. They can only call each other names like two children.

Frank seemed to remember something at this moment, so he quickly found out the poem that the fortune teller wrote to him last time.

That's right! Isn't it the beauty of a good marriage to read the last word of every sentence in this poem together? It turns out that the fate between Frank and Dorothy is predestined. ...

At the end of the story, the prince and princess live a happy life.

Of course, the poor have the same right at the end of the story.

When defending your love fortress, the strongest weapon is not billions of dollars.

But the purest heart!

The end of this poem in a TV novel.