Chapter 41: Trouble my little brother to transfer money

At the end of the meal, both of them were thinking carefully.

Wen Ci thought, since she could ask him head-on that he took her mobile phone, why didn't she ask about the chat logs she saw?

And Jiang Nian felt that he couldn't ask this matter directly, so he had to see what other tricks he could play.

After the meal, Wen Ci looked at her, "I'll send you back." ”

Jiang Nian directly refused, "No, I'll take a taxi myself." ”

He raised his eyebrows slightly, approached her suddenly, and suddenly raised her chin, "Little Ancestor, if you let me experience being a boyfriend for another day, and then turn your face and don't recognize anyone, don't blame me when the time comes......"

Jiang Nianjiao laughed, raised her hand and took his hand away, looking at him with demonic eyes.

"It's you who disappeared for more than a month, not me."

She finished talking, walked away, and just walked to the door, as if she suddenly thought of something, she turned back to look at him again, "By the way, I don't want the mobile phone, but 1 million, please transfer my little brother to my account." ”

Wen Ci looked at her and chuckled twice, but did not speak.

She was not afraid that he would not agree, so she walked away directly.

If you don't turn around, then you can only be like she said that night, if you catch it, you will cut off your children and grandchildren!

……

Shu Xiaoxue was inexplicably called away by a man, saying that where she was just staying, the waiter cleaned up and found that there were more than 100,000 cash in it, and asked her not to be careless and follow him to withdraw the money.

As a result, he said that he had recognized the wrong person.

She felt inexplicable.

When I came back, I saw my niece Yang Sinuo, who was still standing in place waiting for her.

Yang Sinuo's eyes were still flashing with tears, and when he saw his aunt come back, a certain light was all evasion, fear, and vigilance.

She looked upset for a while, pushed her hard, and said angrily: "Hurry up!" ”

Yang Sinuo was pushed by her and staggered, but he didn't dare to say anything, tightened the mobile phone in his pocket, and walked in front.

When she got home, Shu Xiaoxue answered the phone.

"What?! That stupid x doesn't pay for it? Shu Xiaoxue glanced at Yang Sinuo.

said to the other side of the phone in a cold voice, "Then who will raise this little bastard for her?!" Do you count on me?! ”

"Sister Xue, your sister is also helpless, she really has no money."

"You tell her, if you don't take the money, this little bastard of her family, who she loves to raise whomever she loves!" After Shu Xiaoxue finished speaking, she hung up the phone with a snap.

Yang Sinuo stood at the door, not daring to enter or leave, motionless, gasping for breath, for fear that her aunt would beat and scold her again.

She was angry, and when she saw Yang Sinuo, she was even more angry, and she yelled at her, "Why are you standing at the door as a door god!" Get out there and get me ready! ”

Yang Sinuo didn't dare to delay, and immediately walked into the kitchen, and at a young age, she made dry rice and a tomato scrambled egg.

When the food was served to the table, she stood there, Shu Xiaoxue didn't ask her to eat, and she didn't dare to eat it.

She has been malnourished for a long time, and she has lost a little too much, like dry firewood.

Shu Xiaoxue felt that her pestle was an eyesore here.

got up and went to the kitchen, and when she came out, she had an extra steamed bun in her hand, and she threw it directly to Yang Sinuo, "Take it, go out to eat, don't blame your aunt for being ruthless, it's your mother who doesn't give money." ”

Yang Sinuo didn't say anything, and hurriedly bent down to pick up the steamed buns and went out.

This steamed bun has been around for a long time. It was hard, sour, and rancid, but she ate it in a big gulp.

Outside, my aunt beats and scolds, she can also cry, sometimes passers-by will help her, if passers-by don't help, then she will usher in a more ruthless scolding.

At home, she was beaten and scolded in silence, silent, she was too young to refute and struggle.