Chapter 81: Good Girl, My Money Is Your Little Treasury

"Waiter, read it to her."

Yun Zuofan called the waiter over, and his big hand tightly grasped Tong Yaoyao's small hand.

Tong Yaoyao sat on the sofa with a straight back, like a primary school student listening to a class, with a serious face written on her face.

The waiter came over, stood next to Yun Zuofan, and just started to read.

"Ms. Cloud......

Yun Zuofan waved his hand impatiently.

"She doesn't deserve to be called a lady, she's just a piece of trash."

The waiter nodded, and then read in a standard announcer voice.

"Cloud garbage, you spent a total of $2755890 this time. Screaming Eagle Cabernet 1992, 2 bottles, $1,000,000. Vintage 1947 Cheval Blanc, $304,375 for 1 bottle. 1862 ......"

Before he finished reading, Yun Yanmei's face was as white as paper.

She didn't care about the embarrassment now, her lips were shaking.

She couldn't understand English, and she couldn't understand the name of the wine, but she could understand how much money!

If she wants to say two million, she will let Tong Yaoyao earn it, and it will be fine.

But more than two million dollars?!

Dollar?!

She struggled to shock herself.

How could she owe money?

She didn't do anything!

She gritted her teeth, trying to keep her legs from shaking.

$2.5 million, but that's more than 17 million bills......

How is it possible, just a few bottles of wine ......!

Who drank?!

She thought about it, raised her head, and saw Yun Zuofan's face that seemed to be smiling.

Yun Zuofan's sitting posture was lazy, leaning back on the sofa, holding Tong Yaoyao's little hand in his hand, full of luxury.

He smiled.

"Don't you love your brute son the most?"

"Your son drinks wine, so naturally you, the mother, have to pay for it."

Yun Yanmei's scalp exploded, her brain buzzed, and she understood-

is the red wine that Qi Qi drank before.

What red wine can cost half a million dollars a bottle?!

"Invoice, you show me the invoice for the red wine! The price is what you say?! ”

Yun Zuofan smiled, "There is no invoice." ”

Yun Yanmei relaxed all of a sudden, and subconsciously wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"If there is no invoice, it is fake. You think you've bought off the waiter, and you're asking for whatever price you want, and I'm not unpretentious about wine, and you're asking for a price like this......"

"These wines were sold at auction."

Yun Zuofan continued to laugh.

Yun Yanmei was so frightened that she lost her voice.

"Auction?! Shoot! Red wine?! ”

The waiter nodded, "Yes, cloud garbage, our hotel has an auction certificate, and I will transfer it to the garbage for you to see." ”

Yun Yanmei swallowed her saliva frantically and couldn't speak.

The wine auctioned at this auction is also expensive...... It's normal to be expensive......

Seventeen million ......

Her eyes were dark, and she knew that she really messed with someone she shouldn't have messed with!

Tong Yaoyao was also startled.

"Auctioned?"

When Yun Zuofan saw Tong Yaoyao like this, he couldn't help but pinch Tong Yaoyao's little nose.

"Shoot, I'll take you to play later."

Tong Yaoyao pursed her lips and shook her head with a serious face.

"No, I'm not going, I'm going to play games."

With that, her face turned red.

"Besides, I don't have any money."

Yun Zuofan's old father's heart is really about to turn into water, he couldn't help but say softly.

"Well, my money is your little coffer."

As he spoke, Yun Zuofan's eyes quietly sharpened.

Everything he had to be taken back.

He wants to give his good daughter the best.

Tong Yaoyao raised her head to look at him, shook her head, and said in a low voice.

"If you have money, let's hire a coach for the team first."

obediently made Yun Zuofan want to kiss her.

At this time, Lu Zhanye walked out with the half-dead Tong Qi and threw Tong Qi to Yun Yanmei with a cold face.

Tong Qi got up and shouted.

"Mom! He hit me! Look at my face! Look at my face! ”

Yun Yanmei looked at Tong Qi, thinking of seventeen million, and couldn't help but slap it.

"Why didn't he kill you?! You drink seventeen million wine?!! ”