Lin Huan, Lin Huan, you never thought about asking me for $5.2 million, right?

complained in his heart, and the words that came out of his mouth were not much worse: "RMB? Scold...... It's not RMB, do you still want me to ask for US dollars? ”

Dollars?

Indeed, Lin Huan just thought about it!

Thinking of this, she raised her eyebrows disappreciatively: "It's okay, it depends on your mood." ”

Peace of mind: "......"

What？

See how she feels?

Is this really Lin Huan?

Emma, the person who has always liked Mo Yize so much, said that he didn't like it, he didn't like it, and he was still so ...... It's incomprehensible.

No wonder there is such a sentence on the Internet: When you love you, whatever you say is what you are, and if you don't love you anymore, what do you think you are?

Blinking his eyes, he asked tentatively: "This is your money, are you really not distressed?" ”

"My money? Distressed? While speaking, Lin Huan sneered twice: "Anxin, are you kidding me?" It's just pre-marital property, and it's not my money if you calculate it. ”

Peace of mind: "......"

It's not your money, and you don't need to be so ......

Seeming to know what An An was thinking, Lin Huan directly interrupted her thoughts and said, "An An, don't feel sorry for him, you are my bridesmaid, OK?" ”

Peace of mind: "......"

I am speechless when you say that!

"Then I really want five million two hundred thousand?"

"Yes." While speaking, Lin Huan mysteriously leaned into Anxin's ear: "Do you think, Mo Yize is so rich, if he refuses to give you millions of red envelopes, it proves that he doesn't want to marry me so much." ”

Peace of mind: "......"

That's a lot of talk.

"Sister Huan in society, I won't support the wall, I'll serve you."

Smelling the words of relief, Lin Huan smiled: "That...... That's it? ”

An Xin nodded: "OK!" ”

In Lin Huan's heart, because of the word "OK" with peace of mind, he was instantly happy.

She won't say that these are her little ninety-nine.

Hum......

Don't let her do it, don't let her make trouble, and ask her to follow the rules and be Mo Yize's decent chief's wife?

Yes, she does.

However, if the wedding was delayed because of Mo Yize, it wouldn't be her pot, right?

She didn't believe it, Mo Yize was really so generous.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and Lin Huan laughed out loud with a "giggle" directly to himself.

Peace of mind: "......"

Forehead...... It can't be a fool's fun, right?

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The words are divided into two ends, let's talk about Mo Yize's side.

In order to pick up the bride, Mo Yize and his best man group (Li Yanzhi, Feng Zhi) began to prepare early in the morning.

Makeup artist, still top-notch.

After putting on makeup, changing clothes, and about to leave the ink garden, Li Yanzhi suddenly stopped Mo Yize and asked meaningfully: "Are you really sure, just step into the grave of marriage?" ”

Mo Yize: "......"

After being speechless for a while, he ignored Li Yanzhi and walked away.

The expression on Li Yanzhi's face was torn.

Well...... Mo Yize, who ignores people like this, slapped him in the face too much.

Looking at Mo Yize's back as he gradually walked away, Feng Zhi bent the corners of his lips and sarcastically mocked Li Yanzhi: "I said Li Yanzhi, don't you have any misunderstanding about the word grave?" ”

Li Yanzhi was already unhappy, and when he saw Feng Zhi gloating like this, he was even more unhappy. He glared at Feng Zhi angrily, and the swear words came casually: "I misunderstand your MMP ......"

When Feng Zhi heard this, he was stunned at first, and after a while, he smiled even more than before: "Annoyed and ashamed...... Scolding my mother? ”