Chapter 75

"Okay, okay, that, I'll transfer the money to you."

"Hmm."

Saying that, Song Ci also glanced at the last pot of orchids with some greed.

Zhang Yang lowered his head and poked his mobile phone, and within a few clicks, Song Ci's mobile phone rang.

Song Ci frowned at the 13 million that Zhang Yang had called.

"Not so much."

Zhang Yang shook his phone and raised his eyebrows.

"Actually, the price of your three pots of flowers has never been less than this price."

So, nearly 9 million of the three pots of flowers were eaten by the auction house?

Song Ci raised his eyebrows, secretly speechless, he was really a profiteer.

Song Ci didn't shirk anymore, put the money away, and then opened the door and got out of the car with the bag on his back.

"Alas, what are you going to do, it's all here, I'll invite you to dinner, please eat fire......" As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed Song Ci's slightly red and swollen lips.

"Oh, please drink porridge."

Song Ci turned his head and glared at Zhang Yang fiercely: "Don't mention the porridge, otherwise it will kill you." ”

Looking at the delicate and soft person but full of murderous aura, this strange combination of the whole body made Zhang Yang feel a crisp, and a strange feeling rose from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Gai, and occupied all his body and mind.

As soon as he walked a few steps, Song Ci was stopped by a postal guy riding a tricycle.

"That, hello, I want to ask where is the 23rd building of Yang Garden?"

Song Ci frowned and glanced at the document bag in the courier's hand, which seemed to have her name on it.

"You can just give it to me."

The courier was stunned for a moment and muttered: "This one is registered, and that one must be ...... with an ID card."

Before he finished speaking, an ID card was handed over.

Waiting to get the express, Song Ci looked at the font and LOGO of the Huaxia Film Academy on the kraft paper bag, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

【Ding! Host, can we pack up and go to City B. 】

Song Ci was stunned for a moment, now that the admission letter is in hand, she is alone again, and there is really no need to continue to stay here.

【Ding! In fact, the host, there is one more thing, when I tracked down Song Qizhi in the past few days, I found that he had frequent contact with a killer organization, and this killer organization had openly set fires, and the reason for escaping was the aging of the circuit. 】

The system knows Song Ci too well and knows that this is a good breakthrough, and the cause of her grandparents' death has been engraved in her heart since that day.

Sure enough, this time Song Ci did not hesitate at all: "Okay." ”

After agreeing to Ding Ding, Song Ci subconsciously looked at the villa in the distance, frowned slightly, stroked his chest, and rubbed the little reluctance in his heart.

Zhang Yang had already walked over and was wide-eyed when he saw the admission letter in Song Ci's hand.

"Oh, I'll go, Huaying."

Song Ci put the notice in his bag, turned around and walked back.

"Alas, please eat, give you a celebration......"

"Don't eat, goodbye."

Crisp and clean.

When he returned to the villa, Leng Hanyi had already left, and Song Ci couldn't say whether he was relaxed or lost in his heart.

After all, this is the first man she has been tempted to live for hundreds of years and confess to her.

Although the affection he gave was not what he expected, it was ...... If you don't feel moved at all, that's impossible.

Shaking off the mixed thoughts in his head, Song Ci entered his room, cleaned up his things, and when he finished cleaning up, Song Ci's eyes narrowed.

Now I really have nothing but money.

Tsk, miserable, miserable.

One backpack can fill all the belongings.