Xu Moran clicked on the very first page, which featured an introduction and price quote for Vertu phones.

The taxi driver's price of 680,000 was indeed the cheapest Vertu phone.

Xu Ye, Xu Ye, Xu Moran saw her hand holding the phone trembling, not from the cold, but from anger. She had been praising Xu Ye in her heart for being frugal.

Ultimately, it's hard to change one's extravagant nature.

If someone were to ask her at this moment what kind of person Xu Ye, whom she picked up in the middle of the night, was, she would unhesitatingly tell them four words: "extravagant and dissolute."

Haha, no, saying he was indulging in extravagance and debauchery is being modest.

Xu Moran didn't hear a word the taxi driver said; her mind was filled with the Vertu phone that Xu Ye had casually bought.

When they were five minutes away from their destination, Xu Moran asked the driver to pull over, paid the fare, and got out of the car.

The kind-hearted driver, worried that Xu Moran, a young girl, might be scammed, said to her as he handed her her change, "Young lady, these days there's not much of anything, but there are plenty of scammers. You must protect your personal safety and property."

When Xu Moran received the change, he thanked the driver and strode forward.

She was willing to walk a little further to save a few dollars on bus fare, but what about Xu Ye?

The thought of all those appliances and furniture in my home that didn't need replacing but have already been replaced makes my heart tremble.

Judging from Xu Ye's extravagant spending habits, it's either because he was born into wealth or because he acquired a lot of wealth through his own efforts.

But now, isn't he suffering from amnesia?

Why is it that even his amnesia is so unique, selective amnesia? He clearly doesn't even remember his own name, yet he still remembers how to spend money.

This is absolutely terrible!

As she was walking forward with her head down, an excited voice came from the direction in front of her, "Ranran!"

Xu Mo slowly raised her head and looked towards the direction from which the voice came. When she saw the man waving excitedly at her, she couldn't help but slightly tilt the corner of her mouth to the left.

She wisely realized that she could no longer afford to support the man who lived nearby, who could casually offer her a Vertu phone worth 680,000 yuan, a transaction far more convenient than discussing the weather.

Moreover, she felt that she had made a mistake again. Using the words "extravagant and dissolute" to describe Xu Ye would definitely be met with dissatisfaction from the other four words, which should not be tainted and desecrated in this way.

Xu Moran took a deep breath and stopped looking at the handsome man in front of her.

She was afraid that if she looked at it a few more times, all the anger in her heart would vanish.

She had to hold onto her pride so that she could send the most honest and stern message to Xu Ye later.

No matter how well-off he used to be, now that he's living in her house and using her money, he should keep in step with her.

Besides, 680,000 is indeed a drop in the ocean for rich people, a small amount of money that is not worth mentioning at all. But for Xu Moran, who is not wealthy, it is a huge sum of money. Moreover, in her opinion, even if she were sold, she wouldn't be worth 680,000.

If Xu Ye, also known as Xiao Anhe, knew about her thoughts, he would definitely tell her very seriously that she was worth 68 followed by n+1 zeros.

If Xu Xiusen found out, he would be heartbroken. That was his own daughter, the only bloodline he could inherit in this world, priceless.

Xu Moran, who is still unaware of his priceless value, is arrogantly believing that he is not even worth 68,000, let alone 680,000.

To ensure she could hold back her anger when she stood in front of Xu Ye, she walked with her head down, looking at the ground.

As they were walking, and seeing that they were not far from Xu Ye, their cell phone rang in their bag. They took it out and saw that it was an unknown number.

Due to the nature of her job as a police officer, she couldn't afford to ignore calls from unknown numbers. She swiped to answer, put the phone to her ear, and said, "Hello."

"Ranran, how are you?" The voice from the other end of the phone not only reached her ears but also rang out above her head.

Xu Moran thought that the 680,000 yuan Vertu phone had aroused his nerves a little. With the phone still on his ear, he slowly raised his eyes and looked up.

What did she see?

She saw Xu Ye, who had been a little distance away from her, appear in front of her. This didn't surprise her; what surprised her even more was that he was holding a cell phone.

The stranger's call she just received was answered by him.

When Xu Moran spoke, he heard his own voice trembling, "You...you...where did you get the phone?"

Don't tell me that Xu Ye incurred this debt because of his good looks. If that's the case, she'll have to consider making him wear a mask every time he goes out.

His face, which could serve as almost any form of identification or collateral, would be completely ruined if it fell into the wrong hands.

Xu Ye raised the phone he was holding in his palm. "Ranran, if I said I found this, would you believe me?"

Xu Moran scrutinized Xu Ye from head to toe with an interrogative gaze, a cold laugh escaping from his nostrils, "Xu Ye, in your eyes, do you think I, Xu Moran, am as gullible as an idiot?"

Putting aside the fact that finding a phone is such a low-probability event that Xu Ye would encounter it, the fact that he was holding an iPhone 7 Plus, which had just been released not long ago, is enough to confirm that he was lying to her.

"Ranran." Xu Ye reached out and grabbed Xu Moran's arm without warning. He not only grabbed her arm, but also shook it, his tone tinged with a hint of coquetry, "Don't be angry, I was just joking. Actually, this phone is..."

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