Chapter 23: The Wealthy Little Masterpiece 23
"Xiaoyu, how are you, I heard that you have a cold, but you can worry me."
As soon as Tan Ting entered the room, she was first shocked by the furnishings in the room, and her room was full of things worth tens of thousands??!!
Soon she restrained her envy and jealousy, and walked to Sang Yu on the bed with a worried face.
Sang Yu lay weakly on the bed, her eyelids drooping, and she didn't have much energy.
"Tingting, you're here."
"Xiaoyu, why is your forehead so hot?" Tan Ting looked very anxious, "Have you seen a doctor?" ”
"I've seen it." Sang Yu was sick, "The doctor said I had the flu. ”
"Ah, the flu?" Tan Ting's hand holding Sang Yu suddenly loosened.
She didn't want Sang Yu to pass it on to her.
Damn, I knew I should have worn a mask.
As soon as she wanted to withdraw her hand, Sang Yu suddenly grabbed her, "Tingting......"
Tan Ting was reluctant in her heart, but she still forced a smile: "Xiaoyu, what's wrong?" ”
"I'm a little hungry."
"Whatever you want to eat, I'll let them do it."
Tsk, this tone is as if the Sang family is already hers.
Sang Yu blinked, "I don't want to eat the dishes they cooked." ”
"Then whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you." Tan Ting was very diligent.
Sang Yu smiled: "I want to eat French food at the Michelin-starred restaurant in Chengxi." ”
"Okay, I'll buy it right away." Tan Ting hurriedly agreed, "It's just ......"
I just should transfer some money to her.
When she wanted to mention it, Sang Yu had already closed her eyes, "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep for a while." ”
Seeing that she was very tired, Tan Ting didn't want to disturb her, so she had to bite her lip and leave a little unwillingly.
As soon as the others left, Sang Yu opened his eyes suddenly.
She got up from the bed, and there was still a little weakness.
From the window, I saw Tan Ting hurrying to the Michelin restaurant to buy food.
She couldn't help but laugh.
still wants money, when she is wronged.
"That night, you didn't reject me, that night, I hurt you......"
Sang Yu hummed a little song while dancing a magical dance in front of the mirror.
Her five-tone voice, 308 really can't bear to listen to it.
But for the sake of the task, it still endured the uncomfortable sycophancy.
[Xiaoyu sings so well. 】
It was accompanied by some applause.
Sang Yu sang harder.
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When Tan Ting sat in the car for a long time and queued for a long time, she finally bought French food back.
was told by the servant of the Sang family-
"You're too slow, where can Miss wait for you, she's already finished eating and falling asleep."
Tan Ting glanced at the sky, it was already dark, and it was indeed late.
But this is the food she worked hard to buy for five hours.
The key is that these dishes are so expensive, and they cost her more than 60,000 yuan.
"Why don't you wake up the little fish and let her eat at least one bite......"
"Sir has ordered, after the young lady falls asleep, no one is allowed to disturb her, you should leave quickly."
Tan Ting was directly kicked out.
She watched the door of the villa slam shut, and kicked the stone pillar next to her in annoyance.
Sang Yu has never given money, and Tan Ting has no regular job, her credit card has been maxed out, and bank staff urge her to repay every day.
Although she can ask Lu Chuan for help, in order to create a positive, independent and confident image in his heart.
Tan Ting had no choice but to go to the old place she went to work before.
Coincidentally, she met Li Feng's stinky man again.
"Yo, aren't you Miss Sang's good friend, why are you so miserable......"