"How could I not afford to pay?"

She is the youngest daughter of the Fang family!

Just 700,000 is not a problem.

"I'll ask my dad to transfer it to you right away." Fang Ai made a phone call, and in dozens of seconds, 700,000 yuan immediately arrived at Cui Heng's payment.

Cui Heng was not surprised, calmly looked at the message prompt received in the mobile phone, put it in his pocket, and patted it twice peacefully.

Mr. Nan said that the maintenance fee will become his year-end bonus as much as he wants, which is a quarter more than the normal year-end bonus, which is a good deal.

"Can I go now?" Fang Ai raised his voice, wishing he would never see Cui Heng again.

"Remember not to breach the contract, the liquidated damages are more expensive than the maintenance fee, I don't know how much." Cui Heng reminded 'kindly'.

Fang Ai was angry, he was not just a beggar, and he had not done imitation classes in school.

There is no shame in playing a beggar!

"Mr. Nan, the matter is solved," Cui Heng drove away, "700,000, no loss." ”

Cui Heng was still a little proud.

Nan Yukong didn't pay attention to him, so he simply shut up in amusement.

"Mr. Nan, are you ready for the gift to Miss Luan?"

This time, Nam Woo Kong landed his gaze from the window on the pocket of his pants.

"Don't you want to know if Miss Luan will prepare a gift?" Cui Heng continued to be curious about Nan Yukong's thoughts.

Want to find out.

Nan Yukong only gave him two simple syllables, with an obscure meaning, "Shut up!" ”

Cui Heng was obedient, if Zero hadn't told him secretly, he wouldn't have known that the small movements of the two people were so fast.

He was really not surprised that Mr. Nan prepared gifts, and Miss Luan was so indifferent to Mr. Nan that she actually prepared gifts, which was something he really didn't expect.

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On the day of Tanabata.

Nan Yukong returned home early from the company at noon, and as soon as he got home, he was blindfolded by a pair of small hands.

"Guess...... Where's the housekeeper? "The soft and glutinous voice is sweet, and it makes people want to listen to it again and again.

There was a small figure standing at his feet, echoing, "Where is the housekeeper grandpa?" Where's Grandpa Housekeeper? ”

Nan Yukong stood at the door, "......"

"Third Young Master?" When the housekeeper came down from the downstairs, he saw four men surrounding him.

"Let go." Nan Yukong said.

Luan Xiaotian let go softly, "I'm going to surprise you." ”

Cui Heng was sarcastic in his heart, Mr. Nan was an emotional waste and didn't know how to tune.

"What surprise?" Nan Yukong moved his pants pocket and sat on the sofa a little awkwardly.

"It's nothing," Luan Xiaotian took out a delicate box from the shoe cabinet, "It's just a gift for you in the summer." ”

Nan Yukong took it and opened it.

There was a candy wrapper and a brown bear that wasn't too good at needlework.

The bear's body was stained with bits and pieces of colorful paint.

"Is this Miss Bear you made?" Nan Yukong squinted, waiting for Luan Xiaotian's reply.

It looks good, but the thread is too broken.

The housekeeper greeted the two people who were full of gossip in their eyes, and set aside space in the living room for Nan Yukong and Luan Xiaotian.

"Just do it," the ugly batch anyway, he doesn't like to throw it away, "Summer said I'm going to make you a gift." ”

"Well," Nam Woo Kong smiled at the corner of his mouth, "I have something for you too." ”

Luan Xiaotian didn't show any obviousness, and sat down calmly.

As soon as he sat down, he hurriedly said, "Show me." ”