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The small movements between the two were still seen by Jiang Chuwan who passed by. Last night, she was not restrained, and finally regained some energy. When she saw the bracelet, her eyes lit up subconsciously.
She stared at Song porridge for a long time, then turned to look at Yan Haoxiang, as if thinking about something, and her hand, which wanted to go forward to identify the real and fake, stayed in mid-air.
She suddenly opened her mouth and stared at Yan Haoxiang seriously. The latter smiled indifferently and shrugged after hearing this, as if he had become accustomed to this sentence.
This is not false, even the Song porridge can see the wealth of Yan Haoxiang's family, and of course others can see it, not to mention Jiang Chuwan, who is fascinated by these luxury goods.
She hesitated for a long time, but she just didn't believe it. If Yan Haoxiang was really as rich as he was in front of him, why...
jiangchuwanWhy did you fall into such a situation?... Forget it, I guess how you would answer.
Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Chuwan ended the topic with a sharp turn, thinking that she was a prisoner and insult now, and she was not qualified to raise such a question at all.
She seemed to suddenly understand that money had absolutely no meaning at this time.
yanhaoxiangIt seems that you understand, and this is the best.
yanhaoxiangPeople give value to money and make it a tool. But now that humans can't protect themselves, they can give value to anything.
Yan Haoxiang paused, and he said the following words seriously, with an inferior smile on his face.
He pulled Song porridge behind him to prevent her from seeing the cruelty in his eyes.
Sometimes he also feels powerless in the context of the world -- he's the most useless person on their team, because there's no need for anyone to worry about the economy and investment at this time.
His major is his weakness. Fortunately, he has maintained "boxing" as a hobby before, so he is not useless now.
yanhaoxiangImprove yourself well, the money you talk about every day...
If it's cash, it's now scrap paper and junk, and if it's still in an ATM machine, it's just a string of meaningless numbers.
He didn't say these words, maybe he felt that it was meaningless to talk about these things with Jiang Chuwan now.
Song Congee, who had been standing by the side without saying a word, looked at the bracelet on her wrist and opened her mouth. The words he said were not as mature as her tone.
songzhouzhouYou are now the same as your money and have no value. What right do you have to let us keep you?
Jiang Chuwan bowed her head when she was told, indeed, she can only be a human being here, even though there is still danger coming all the time. She doesn't know when she will be like her uncle... pushed into the bobcat group.
Perhaps, this was her final value...
yanhaoxiangOkay, let's go.
Yan Haoxiang pulled the hand of Song porridge, tightly wrapped the little hand of Song porridge with the uninjured hand, and the palm of his hand was filled with a burst of warmth in an instant.
The two of them left Jiang Chuwan far behind, not noticing the uneasy cruelty on her expression at all, that's right... Who would wait for death obediently? Even Jiang Chuwan was impossible.
She smiled and involuntarily touched her waist, where something was hidden, covered by the hem of her coat.
jiangchuwanEven if you die... you can't just die like this, Song porridge... I can't kill others, so it shouldn't be difficult for you.
As everyone knows, someone standing on the other side of the tent has heard all her words.
