Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Han Rong People
Lu Youran furrowed his brows and said unhappily: "In your eyes, I am only worth 10 million." ”
Yan Jingxi chuckled, she was charming in herself, she smiled like this, and she was full of charm, "Of course not, the position of the young grandmother of the Lu family is worth 10 million!" ”
He, in her eyes, was at best a four-legged toad, worthless.
Lu Youran looked at Yan Jingxi, who was in front of him, who was usually like two people.
She was a good girl with no character and no assertiveness before, and if she was thrown on the road, he wouldn't pay attention to it in the crowd.
However, now she has a kind of gorgeous beauty, her delicate and beautiful facial features seem to be injected with an aura, and her powerful and graceful aura makes him have to look at it directly.
Lu Youran said suspiciously: "I'll give you 10 million, you really call my grandfather immediately!" ”
Yan Jingxi's elegant chin.
Lu Youran took out the black leather armor from the pocket of his expensive suit, took out a gold card from it, put it on the table, pressed his index finger and middle finger, pushed it in front of Yan Jingxi, and said coldly: "There are twelve million in it, the password is 891015, call my grandfather now." ”
Yan Jingxi picked up the card and put it on the side of his face, and asked suspiciously, "How can I be sure that there are twelve million in this?" ”
His generosity is well known, and it is the first time that he has been questioned, and he was immediately displeased, and said in a colder voice: "If there is no 12 million, you just need to tell my grandfather that you will not divorce the marriage." ”
Yan Jingxi rolled his bright eyes and thought about it seriously.
Reasonable.
She nodded lazily and said cheerfully: "Deal!" ”
Yan Jingxi took out his mobile phone and called his grandfather Lu Yaomiao in front of him.
The call was answered.
Yan Jingxi brewed a smile and said, "Grandpa, I'm Yan Jingxi, that's the case, I may not be able to marry Lu Youran." ”
Yan Jingxi's beautiful eyes glanced at Lu Youran, who had been looking at her with a tight face, and chuckled: "Of course he didn't ask me to say it, Youran is handsome, good-tempered, and generous, and is a rare candidate for a husband, but I am not suitable for him, I'm sorry, grandpa, I wish you good health and a long life." ”
After Yan Jingxi finished speaking, he hung up the phone, happily picked up his bag, and walked straight to the door, when he closed the door, he remembered something, smiled brightly, and waved his hand to Lu Youran with bright eyes, "No, young master!" ”
After Yan Jingxi left, Lu Youran was still in a trance, and the whole process, as if she pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, set a trap, and never thought about marrying him, so she took away his 12 million, and if she didn't get married, she was happier than him.
Lu Youran's heart was unhappy, but he was like a dumb person eating coptis, pursing his thin and cold lips, and bearing it by himself.
The first thing Yan Jingxi did when he returned to the dormitory was to turn on the computer and transfer money.
Feng Ruyan's phone called.
Yan Jingxi answered happily.
"Jingxi, Lu Youran's uncle is now a graduate tutor in your department, do you know?"
"Oh." Yan Jingxi answered and opened the bank page.
"He lives in the school now, and I have arranged for you to take care of his food, clothing, and dormitory, and you will live there today."
Yan Jingxi's fingers trembled, then he regained his composure, leaned lazily on the chair, continued to click the mouse with his hand, and looked at the computer screen with wistful eyes.
Feng Ruyan really spared no effort to use her!
I can also think of sending sheep into the tiger's mouth!
Yan Jingxi raised the corners of his mouth, a little disdainful, and said in a casual tone: "Mom, do you feel that the traces of your sycophants are too heavy, and there is a feeling of falling off the grade." ”
"What?" Feng Ruyan didn't expect a well-behaved Yan Jingxi to say this, and his voice came sharply.