Chapter 619: His Money Is Your Money
Chapter 619: His Money Is Your Money
Feng Huaijin looked at that porcelain-like face in the night and suddenly felt a little enchanted.Feng Huaijin’s voice was hoarse as he asked in a deep tone: "How do you plan to thank me?"
"Smooch," it sounded, as if a gentle spring breeze had swept across his face.
Feng Huaijin was momentarily stunned, a flush rose to his handsome face, and in an instant, his ears turned red. He lowered his head and let out a soft laugh from deep in his throat, unable to conceal his delight: "Su Li, you really know how to bargain."
Just a little reward, like kissing a child, and he’d help her get things done. What a deal...
Tsk tsk, what’s more embarrassing is, he was totally pleased!
Su Li blinked obediently and said, "But that’s just a word from Mr. Qi."
Feng Huaijin lowered his gaze to her, the corner of his lips held a mischievous smirk. She sure knew how to climb up the pole. Yet... he was enjoying it.
What did Xiao Heng say?
Men, especially those eager to leave the bachelor ranks and pursue their goddess, are quite shameless, shameless in a gleeful way.
Feng Huaijin sent Su Li home and had a cup of hot tea before standing in the hallway looking at her.
Today his condition was much better, if she asked "Mr. Qi, are you staying in my guest room tonight?", he would definitely agree.
Su Li glanced at him somewhat strangely and asked, "Mr. Qi, aren’t you leaving? If you don’t leave soon, it’ll be unsafe when it’s midnight."
He was doing well today, surely he wouldn’t be afraid of the "ghost," right?
Feng Huaijin: "..."
His temples twitched slightly, and he turned to leave.
Hum, Su Li.
Su Li didn’t understand what was up with Feng Huaijin again, obediently washed up and then snuggled into bed, stared at the ceiling, thinking of Shen Shuang amusedly. Money is indeed nice, but one must be able to keep it.
Shen Shuang was insanely stupid, getting so much money yet stirring chaos in the bars, making it widely known, putting himself in danger.
There’s a saying, "People die for wealth, birds die for food," who knows if he would be targeted?
Having money still requires one to keep a low profile, just like her, everyone only knows she’s a wealthy socialite, who knows she has enough money to become the world’s richest person? Even Feng Huaijin doesn’t know how much money she has.
Su Li sighed inwardly and privately messaged Senior Sister Ji Xuewei, learned she’s recently on vacation, probably too tired from finding a feng shui treasure land to build a cemetery for the Ling Family.
[Ji Xuewei: You mean the lottery thing? Some people have good fortune, but some just don’t have that luck. Sometimes a sudden huge sum might bring trouble, so doing charity and helping impoverished families is the best.]
Su Li was astonished for a moment, Senior Sister Ji’s meaning is... Shen Shuang’s luck isn’t enough? She couldn’t help but ask: "Then... what about my fortune..."
Ji Xuewei sent a voice message with a chuckle: "What are you worried about, Junior Sister? Your fortune is great, of course, you can handle it."
Her fortune is great?
Su Li thought about the money in her pocket and nodded secretly, her fortune is indeed not bad. Tuanzi’s biological dad is a wealthy man, now working so hard he’s almost bald.
"Besides, Senior Brother is an actor, he makes a ton from each movie, and he’s not just an actor. What’s Junior Sister worried about? His money is your money."
Su Li was suddenly stunned, somewhat surprised and asked: "Senior Brother? What does Senior Brother’s money have to do with me?"
Mo Si Huang isn’t her husband, why would he give her his earnings!
Ji Xuewei suddenly slapped her forehead, coming to her senses.
How did she spill the beans?
She mumbled in a voice message: "Senior Sister is a bit sleepy, I’ll go to sleep first. I’ve been quite bored in Jiangzhou Prefecture recently, if you need anything, come find me."
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