"Don't say it's just 100,000 yuan, even 100 million, I won't be in my eyes at that time!"

Lai Shiyan raised her chin, arrogant and conceited, and in a pair of eyes was greed and ambition.

Zhao Xiaoqin was a little worried, she thought of the man she saw from afar, cold and arrogant, noble and elegant, high up, like a god, can her daughter really control such a man? Would such a man really marry her daughter?

He Ye's concept in their worldview is very distant, and it feels like it is not a class level, not a person of the world, and the other party is standing at the top of the pyramid, looking down on all beings.

The appearance of money, the status of power, everything is unattainable.

On the other hand, her daughter Lai Shiyan, although she is still beautiful, is still very different from the real beauty, although she studied in Huangpu International Noble School, she has not been awarded any degree, and she has not graduated, and her identity background and status are the granddaughters who have been recognized by the old lady, and the current level may be mixed with water, and most of the possibilities are oolong, after all, the little name of the eldest lady is Yan Yan, and the old lady is likely to have been called the eldest lady all along......

Lai Shiyan's best talent is the violin.

It's just that......

Zhao Xiaoqin's eyes fell on Lai Shiyan's hands, which were dislocated and taken back, but there were traces of bone cracks, which hurt the muscles and bones for a hundred days, and the hands were wrapped in a large amount of white gauze, which was extremely bloated, and looked like a plaster cast......

Before her hands are restored, Lai Shiyan may not be able to move the violin easily.

In this way, there is no bargaining chip to be used.

Zhao Xiaoqin imagined the scene of her daughter standing beside He Ye, bleak, unworthy, inferior to a third-class maid, so inconspicuous that no one might notice......

said so, but Zhao Xiaoqin, as Lai Shiyan's mother, naturally will not hit her daughter's self-confidence.

Besides, that's He Ye, how much honor would she have if she could be He Ye's mother-in-law? Grave

If He Ye is compared to the emperor, she will be half of the emperor's mother at that time, and she will be the graceful and luxurious queen mother......

He Ye is misogynistic and clean, rejects people for thousands of miles, and there is no scandal on his body.

Maybe I'm tired of seeing the daughters and celebrities of the upper class, maybe He Ye can really take a fancy to Lai Shiyan? ?

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaoqin unconsciously straightened her waist, and the gloomy anger in her heart suddenly disappeared.

The 100,000 yuan that was swept away didn't seem to hurt her so much.

Zhao Xiaoqin nodded at Lai Shiyan, "Okay, Mom listens to you." ”

Lai Shiyan is the only one she can rely on for a lifetime, if she marries well, she will also enjoy happiness as a mother......

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Dai Yong was sitting in the main driver, and the pressure of life and death was like Mount Tai pressing on his body, and when the car hit the upper mountain, he was the first to suffer.

The squeeze of the front of the car like compressed bread made his body twist, but fortunately, he was big, extremely strong, and big enough to survive.

And the worst part of his injuries was not on his body or limbs.

It's the head.

At that time, the glass fragments were splashing and the cold light was refracted out, like countless hidden weapons in unison, which was terrifying.

The glass hedgehogs pierced his head like large and small ones, but fortunately, the medical treatment of brain injuries and the skull has reached a very high level.