Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

Yin Yanyan's heart skipped a beat and she turned her head away./www

Was he pitying her?

I feel quite uncomfortable in my heart.

When she was a rich young lady, she had almost no concept of money and she could spend it however she wanted.[

Money is just a number to her.

I have no idea what 10 million can do.

When her family was broken and she was wandering outside, she often couldn't make ends meet because of her confusion about money.

I worked as a moonlighter several times, so much so that I defaulted on my landlord’s rent and was kicked out in the middle of winter...

These six years of hard work have taught her how to live and calculate...

The carefree young lady at the beginning was tempered by life into a calculating little woman...

She lowered her head and took a sip of wine, feeling a little dazed.

The sensual life in the past seemed to be a lifetime ago, and there was only a vague concept in my mind...

"Miss Yin, Miss Yin." Kuang Jingye called her several times.

"Ah?" Yin Yanyan finally came to his senses and looked at him: "What?"

"Write down your bank account number and give it to me, and I will try my best to fight for this benefit for you." Kuang Jingye smiled.

"Well……"

Yin Yanyan was a little embarrassed. It seemed that the reward of 10 million was too much.

Kuang Jingye's airline still had to pay compensation for the losses of the injured and injured passengers, so she didn't want to take advantage of the situation.

"This...actually the reward is not that big. At that time, Mr. Ye killed most of the gangsters, so I fired a shot. Just fight for the 10 million for him. Mine can be less.

."

Yin Yanyan always felt a little uneasy.

Ten million per shot is too fantasy.

"It's okay. Although Mr. Ye has done a lot of credit, Miss Yin's shot is also very crucial. Of course I will give it to you as well. Miss Yin, you don't have to be polite. This part is paid for by the company. Miss Yin, please give me your account number.

"

Khan, okay, since she has this intention, it would be hypocritical for her to shirk it.[

She doesn’t have much money in this account anyway, and she’s not afraid that he’s a charlatan who can steal the money.

Yin Yanyan wrote down his bank account number on a piece of paper and handed it over.

Kuang Jingye glanced at it and put it in his pocket.

The three of them chatted while eating.

To be precise, Kuang Jingye spoke and the two people listened.

Yin Yanyan did not drink red wine, but only drank fruit juice to accompany them.

Ye Yanmo sat there leisurely, with the old god there. No matter what Kuang Jingye said, he always smiled lightly.

Although he didn't talk much, he drank a lot one cup after another.

Perhaps it was because of the heat in the box, so he opened two buttons on his shirt collar, revealing a bit of his chest that was as white as jade, and he looked even more lazy to the extreme.

After all, he was too familiar with his body, so Yin Yanyan glanced at it accidentally.

Almost immediately, I imagined the beauty that was not exposed under his shirt...

My heart skipped a beat, and my body felt inexplicably hot...

She cursed softly in her mind and abruptly moved her eyes away.

Yin Yanyan, you have potential!

There will be no results between you and him. The vengeful ghosts of your father and brother are staring at you from under the sky!

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