Chapter 3: The fourth year old is also a little mother

"What's the matter, you have a crush on my money again?" Ingot sarcasm.

Qian Laicai is as thick-skinned as a city wall, invulnerable, and deaf to her sarcasm: "How can you think of your father so much? You didn't have any money when you were a child, and I didn't raise you like that? Didn't I feel sorry for your fiancΓ© who just died, and brought my mother and sister over to comfort you......"

Zhuge Liang .jpg: There are such brazen people in this world!

When Qian Yuanbao ascended to the gods, the human beings on the earth had just entered the Stone Age, and the people at that time were simple, and they were wrapped in two leaves every day to knock on Mars, and everyone had a clear division of labor, and no one took advantage of anyone.

But now, human beings have evolved, science and technology have developed, and people's hearts have become complicated.

When she has no money, she is an ungrateful little sin who can be sacrificed, and when she has money, she becomes a good daughter of the family.

Thinking of this, Qian Yuanbao shook his shoulders in disgust, avoiding Qian Laicai's hypocritical courtesy.

"I warn you, don't come to this set, I don't donate the money for charity, I won't give it to you, die of this heart."

Su Yiqing was speechless and shook his head exaggeratedly: "What a ruthless heart, little mother, you have a good life in the Su family, can you bear to see your uncle and aunt stretched thin because they have no money?" ”

"That's not how the idiom is used, they are still called stretched? Can't you see the gold in them? ”

"How much is this gold worth?"

Qian Yuanbao didn't expect Su Yiqing to be so annoying, so if he didn't help, he would forget it, and he would fan the flames.

She retracted her first impression of him, and said angrily: "Your father just died, why don't you come here to eat melons sadly?" Hurry up and weep for your grave! ”

Su Yiqing raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Didn't your fiancΓ© just die?" ”

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Qian Yuanbao was angry, why did such a handsome guy open his mouth so long?

She hurriedly called for fate, wanting to learn more about what kind of person this good boy is, and whether he has any weaknesses, but just after such a while, fate was called by Yue Lao to rub mahjong.

One day in heaven and ten years on earth.

By chance, I played this mahjong trip, and I am afraid that there is no one who can't find someone for a year or two here.

Seeing that no one cared about her when she shouted in her head, she scolded that she was not righteous, and she could only face the big trouble in front of her by herself.

"I'm tired today, what the hell do you want to say, just say it."

Yuan Bao pulled a chair and sat down, cocked Erlang's legs, and the temperament of Hanger Langdang was clear at a glance.

Qian Laicai frowned slightly, feeling that something was not right.

His adopted daughter used to be very quiet, why is she like a female ruffian now, but the worth of three billion dollars makes him have no time to think about this.

Not to mention the female ruffian, she is a maggot, and he has to recognize this daughter!

"Daughter!" Qian Laicai rubbed his palms like flies rubbing his legs, and under the hint of Li Lamei's crazy eyes, he put forward his own appeal, "The economic situation has been bad in the past two years, and our restaurant is almost unstable, I have taken a fancy to a new project, this time I promise to make money, and when I earn money, Dad will give you a dividend!" ”

Well said.

It's not a meat bun beating a dog, there is no return.

"What project?"

Speaking of making money, ingots, who are the God of Wealth, are a little interested.

But she doesn't believe that money can hold back any good fart.

Qian Laicai smiled like a chrysanthemum, with greedy folds on his face: "Isn't that live broadcast travel very popular among young people recently?" Your mother and sister and I are wondering, should we also make a travel account, go to the scenery of various places to take pictures, and when the fans get up, we will receive advertisements and live broadcasts...... But we don't have enough money, you see......"

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Isn't this just taking her money to eat, drink and have fun? Also travel bloggers! Obviously, it's only tourism!

"That's it......" Yuan Bao dragged out the syllables and squinted.

Just when Qian Laicai thought there was a play, she suddenly roared as a lion in Hedong: "You think it's beautiful!" Why don't I go by myself with this good thing? I need you! Roll it! ”

Influenced by the original owner's ontology, Yuan Bao was a little angry when he saw this family.

She pushed Qian Laicai and the family out of the way, and Su Yiqing kept standing by and laughing at her "nonsense".

"Combat effectiveness is okay."

After all the Qian family members were driven away, Su Yiqing approached and teased her, her lips hooked evilly.

Qian Yuanbao sat on the sofa panting, there was something she really couldn't understand.

This guy is dead, why didn't he react at all? Could it be that there is some bitter grudge?

Before yesterday, a few online writers suddenly flew up in the heavenly realm, what platinum gods, gold gods, I heard that they all stayed up late and died suddenly, and they were called gods by people in the world, and they really became gods when they died, and they brought a number of online novels when they came.

Yuan Bao picked a book when she went to work to fish, although the type is a bit ancient, but fortunately, the plot is bloody, so she watched it all night with great interest.

Good guy, in these novels, all kinds of fathers and sons turn against each other, and their fathers raise mistresses, causing their mothers to commit suicide and depression, and the boss has been autistic since then, and he has never interacted with his father, could it be that Su Yiqing is also like this?

Yuan Bao looked at Su Yiqing curiously, and his straight eyes could not be said to be unchanging.

"Staring at me with such eyes, it can't be that your father is staring at his son just after he died, right? My dear little mom. Su Yiqing smiled and approached.

Yuan Bao came back to his senses, embarrassed, and scolded angrily: "You think it's beautiful, didn't I say it, don't call me Mom, I'm only four years older than you!" ”

"Four-year-old is also a little mother."

Su Yiqing seemed to be deliberately teasing ingots, I don't know why, I was in a very happy mood when I saw her fried hair.

His pupils as thick as ink flashed, and his hand holding the nine-eyed dzi stopped leisurely, raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you feel about taking so much of my father's inheritance?" ”

It's pretty cool to say it or not......

After all, the emperor was originally going to punish her for asking for food, but she suddenly became a rich woman, and she was really embarrassed......

She laughed silly and said, "It's good, it's good." ”

"That's fine, but don't forget your obligations."

Obligation?

Yuanbao's eyes are round, what obligation? I didn't say that I still have obligations!

"Don't tell me you forgot." Seeing her confused look, Su Yiqing suddenly realized, "Or didn't the old man tell you at all?" ”

"What are you talking about?" The ingots are starting to get messy.

She desperately searched through the memories in her mind, and found a very strange thing, as if she didn't remember many things about her and the handsome uncle.

Could it be that as soon as Uncle Shuai died, the original baby's braincase was stimulated and he also lost his memory?

But don't!

Years of experience in doing good deeds and accumulating virtue tell Yuan Bao that there will never be a favor in this world for no reason, unless the person who gives grace has other intentions.