Hearing this, Song Xingran was immediately stunned.

She remembered that Lu Qingchen had said the same thing before.

If she asks for it, he will give it.

At that time, she was young and ignorant, and she didn't understand the weight of this sentence at all.

I don't know until now......

Old Man Song looked at him with some shock, he didn't expect him to say this.

Lu Qingchen's net worth is the dream of countless people, and he can say this sentence without changing his face, which is really ......

The old man faked a cough, and his tone softened: "Since you have said so, then in the future, you will take care of our family Xingran more, at least, don't let her go hungry." ”

50,000 yuan has always been a stalk in the old man's heart.

Where's enough?

Lu Qingchen glanced at the girl next to him, and said lightly with thin lips: "I will." ”

Song Xingran came back to his senses when he heard his answer, and said loudly: "Grandpa, I can take care of myself, and I don't need others to take care of me." ”

Old Man Song snorted without giving face: "People who can't even cook are only 50,000 yuan a month, are you sure you can take care of yourself?" ”

Song Xingran: ...... complained about her grandfather's strength, and she couldn't refute it.

A bloody case caused by 50,000 yuan, in fact, she thinks 50,000 yuan a month is a lot?

Song Xingran looked at Song Siyan viciously, blaming his brother, how could he say that 50,000 yuan came out?

Isn't this looking for trouble?

Song Siyan is looking for trouble.

He expected that the old man would ask, and he would definitely ask Lu Qingchen.

Look, isn't this the scene of the show?

Lu Qingchen gave an answer that was even more wonderful than the standard answer.

The little girl not only did not appreciate him, but also glared at him.

His brother, ouch, it's really hard.

Old Man Song was in a good mood at this moment, and immediately beckoned Lu Qingchen to drink tea.

Song Xingran was still making trouble, turned around and walked to the room.

Lu Qingchen looked at her slender back, took out his mobile phone, and sent her a WeChat message.

Lu Qingchen: Dyeing, dating.

Song Xingran blushed when she saw the word dating, remembering that she had indeed promised him before.

Although promised, but ...... I didn't say when I was going, did I?

Thinking of this, Song Xingran quickly replied to him.

Song Xingran: No time, no mood, no time.

She's such a clever little ghost.

Lu Qingchen seemed to guess that she would reply like this, and hooked his lips shallowly: "Grandpa wants to chat with me and drink tea, in case ......"

The rest wasn't finished, and he was sure she could read it.

As soon as these words were sent, they soon received a reply from Song Xingran.

Song Xingran: You set the time, listen to you (* ̄) ̄)

She clenched her phone, then turned her head and looked at the handsome and noble man, chatting with her grandfather without changing his face at this time.

Gestures, elegant and noble, full of gentlemanly and aristocratic temperament.

Appearances, in fact, are appearances.

Song Xingran gritted his teeth, a guy with a black belly.

It's really annoying.

Song Xingran was about to quit WeChat, but he saw that there was a red number displayed in that column.

She clicked on it and saw that it was likes and comments from friends.

About, the circle of friends she posted this morning.

I saw that Lu Qingchen actually replied to her.

Lu Qingchen: I've bitten all the bites, so I'm not angry, okay?

What a fart.

When the mutual friend of the two saw this comment, he immediately couldn't sit still.

Su Jingcheng replied to Lu Qingchen: The amount of information is a bit large.

Song Siyan replied to Lu Qingchen: I want to be an uncle?

Qin Xiandong: I really know how to play 666

Song Xingran: ......

His face flushed.