Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 269

When Wen Yun was flashing, she forgot that the words that Jiang Yan had written before were placed in the bag.

Wen Yun took the word and took it over: "You don't have to."

"Mom, I said it, I don't want to get into the feelings of others. Why are you doing this kind of thing! You are like this, how do you let me face my brother and Lin Xiaomi in the future."

Wen Yun is annoyed: "Who is doing this for the mother, why don't you know why?"

"I don't need you to be good for me. I don't want to be with my brother. You give it to me."

Wen Yun flashed and escaped her hand: "Give you? That mother is not a white flower, how can I give birth to you such a fool."

When the two were arguing, they did not notice when Bai Hao entered the room.

"What 40 million, what are you robbing?" Bai Yan looked at the two and asked.

Wen Yun took a look at his daughter. Bai Ruoxin was also annoyed. He said, "Dad, look at my mother. She gave Lin Xiaomi a mother 40 million and let her take Lin Xiaomi to leave Kyoto."

When he heard the words, his brow slammed and looked at Wen Yun: "What is Xiao Xin saying?"

Wen Yun angrily stunned Bai Ruoxin, no snoring.

Bai Yan gently patted her daughter's head: "You go out first, I have something to say to your mom."

Bai Ruoxin nodded and shook his white arm. He said, "I would like to persuade my mother, but don't quarrel know?"

Bai Yu loved her and licked her head. When she saw her go out and closed the door, she turned to look at Wen Yun: "What is Xiao Xin saying? What happened to you recently, before I took the money to Xiaomi, now Take money to her mother, what do you want? Forty million, you are really generous."

The above three generations of Wenyun are all business-oriented. They are also famous in Kyoto. No matter who they are, it is not a small amount to give 40 million to a stranger.

Wen Yun now feels uncomfortable when he hears the word "millet" from his mouth.

"I didn't want to think about it. I was helping her. I didn't believe you asked my daughter. I went out with her that day and saw that Mrs. Lin was beaten by a group of people. She went up and helped, and she owed 30 million yuan to the underground bank. There is no way to hack her, she asks me to help, but I can't give her a debt, it is her own promise, and she has to go ten million."

When I mentioned Jiang Yan, Wen Yun couldn’t stop sneer: "This greedy heart is the first time I have met in my life. As for her kind of conduct, what can the daughter of education be like! The so-called Shangliang is not right."

The more you listen to the brow, the tighter you are: "Is the money in the underground money house?"

"Yeah." Wen Yun stepped forward to hold his hand: "My daughter, I know best, in fact, Xiao Xin simply can't forget the young master. They grew up together. How can they forget that they forgot? Xin is too kind, but as a mother, how can I watch Xiaoxin lose to such a woman?"

Bai Yan looked at her disapprovingly: "Her mother is her mother, Xiaomi is the child I see, and the conduct is correct."

He looked at Wen Yun and reached for the words in her hand. The words "Jiang Yan" were written.

Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan.

Bai Hao repeatedly thought about it, and there seems to be no such person in his memory.

"No matter what, you are not very clever in this way, not to mention that Xiaomi already has a child of the cold young master. I think this is the case."

Wen Yun originally wanted to talk to him well, but who knows that he actually wants to count.

She grabbed the word back: "How could it be! It is 40 million, you have to count it, this thing does not happen? How to do good things? If you don't want to manage, this thing will be handed over. Give it to me, my daughter's happiness is more important than anything else."

Wen Yun was rarely so tough, and the words were carefully locked in the bedside table, which turned his bed back to him.

A white sigh silently.

Jiang Yan...

Some of them could not associate a woman who had debts with the underground bank with Lin Xiaomi.

Lin Xiaomi's temperament is so clean, so straightforward.

And this Jiang Yan, even for the district 40 million to sell the daughter's happiness?

Does she know that what does it mean for her daughter to marry cold?

What is even more unacceptable is that there are still more than 10 million in it.

I don't know why, he suddenly wants to meet this Jiang Yan.

He is a bit curious about what kind of woman it is.

............

Lin Xiaomi asked Axing to check whether Jiangyan was still in Kyoto. The next day, Axing found it. Jiang Yan just retired and changed a cheaper hotel.

Axing asked if she would follow up?

Lin Xiaomi shook her head. It seems that she has nothing to do. Perhaps the 30 million that she said before is really just cheating her.

"no need."

At noon, Lin Xiaomi personally gave a meal to Leng Yuhuang.

She is doing nothing in the presidential palace all day, and this meal is now her greatest pleasure.

When I came to Fengling, the secretary was familiar with her.

“The boss wife is coming to give the boss a love lunch?” the secretary joked.

Whenever I heard this, Lin Xiaomi couldn't help but blush.

She came a little early today, not yet in the lunch break, for fear of entering the office to influence his work, so I want to stay outside for a while.

I saw a little secretary retching and licking his mouth and ran to the bathroom.

"What happened to her? Is it uncomfortable?" Lin Xiaomi asked.

"Pregnant vomiting, there are babies, and pregnancy is like this."

Is pregnancy the same?

Until Leng Yuhuang took the initiative to lead her into the office, Lin Xiaomi was still thinking about this problem.

"Stupid? What do you think!" Leng Yuhuang glared at her face.

"I was thinking, I don't want to be pregnant now, I think, should I spit it out occasionally, like this..." said Lin Xiaomi snoring and grinning.

A pair of pure big eyes looked at him with a slap in the face.

Leng Yuhuang laughed speechlessly: "What are you doing? Is it evil?"

Lin Xiaomi really wants to put a pillow on his face: "Pregnant! Your secretary has a pregnancy. I saw her vomiting just now. They said that women are pregnant."

She has no reaction at all, it should be very fake, and it looks like a pregnant woman.

It’s ironic in the cold eyebrows, like looking at her like a fool, reaching out and opening the insulation box that she brought.

"Come and eat."

"……Oh."

Lin Xiaomi came to give him food every day. The cold lunch was never dropped, and he ate more than her.

Lin Xiaomi got up and poured a glass of water. He took a sip and handed it to him: "Do I really have to vomit? You are not afraid of my stuffing?"