“Ouch!”
Wu Xiumei stomped her foot, threw the broom in her hand away, and quickly took out the bank card from her pocket.
When she took it out and placed it in her palm, it was like a hot potato, and she couldn't take it or throw it away.
When I looked up again, Wen Ran was no longer there.
"What should I do?" Wu Xiumei was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.
There was still an hour before Shang Jingchi usually got up, and Wu Xiumei no longer had the heart to trim the flowers and plants, so she simply started to make breakfast.
The most sumptuous breakfast ever, thinking that Shang Jingchi’s temper would improve after eating it.
Just as breakfast was ready, Shang Jingchi's voice came from the stairs, "Auntie Wu, where is Ranran?"
Wu Xiumei's hands shook and she almost spilled the seafood porridge.
She brought the seafood porridge back and placed it in front of where Shang Jingchi used to sit.
He placed the spoon in the bowl, looked up and smiled kindly at Shang Jingchi who was walking over, "Young Master is awake."
"I'm asking you about Ranran?" Shang Jingchi pulled out a chair and sat down.
"Miss Wen...she is busy with work, so she left first..." While speaking, Wu Xiumei didn't dare to look at Shang Jingchi at all.
She touched her shirt pocket, struggling with how to start the conversation.
Shang Jingchi noticed something was wrong with Wu Xiumei. He put down his chopsticks and said seriously, "Auntie Wu, you are hiding something from me."
"Oh, young master, how could I hide anything from you, it's just... it's just..." Wu Xiumei hesitated for a long time, and finally she made up her mind and took out her bank card and placed it on the table.
He shouted in a desperate tone, "This is what Miss Wen asked me to give you before she left!"
Shang Jingchi's expression suddenly changed, and his voice instantly turned cold. "What do you mean?"
It’s hard for Wu Xiumei, who is in her forties or fifties, to be so frightened by Shang Jingchi’s dark face that her heart is pounding.
"Miss Wen said there are 60 million in it. 50 million is to pay you back for buying Foliu Mountain. The rest..."
Wu Xiumei repeated Wen Ran's words to Shang Jingchi verbatim.
After she finished speaking, everything around her fell silent, and Wu Xiumei could only hear the thumping of her own heartbeat.
She called out tentatively: "Master..."
With a "whoosh" sound.
Shang Jingchi waved his hand and stood up, sweeping all the plates and bowls of breakfast on the table to the ground.
There was a crackling sound, and even Liu Zhengfeng, who was busy outside, heard it and hurried over to check the situation.
Shang Jingchi's eyes were almost spitting fire as he yelled at Wu Xiumei, "When did she leave? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Wu Xiumei was so frightened that she took several steps back. Now she was so scared that she couldn't speak.
Looking at the white hair at Wu Xiumei's temples, Shang Jingchi was about to curse but held it back.
He left a sentence, "If it happens again, you won't have to do it anymore." and strode out of the villa.
Wu Xiumei's legs went limp and she collapsed to the ground.
Liu Zhengfeng ran in and quickly pulled Wu Xiumei up.
Wu Xiumei patted her chest, still feeling a lingering fear. "Ouch! I was so scared. I was really scared just now..."
She pulled Liu Zhengfeng's sleeve to barely stand still and said to Liu Zhengfeng.
"Tell me, I took care of the young master when he was little. He was so cute when he was little, but why is his temper getting worse as he grows older..."
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Nine o'clock in the morning.
A large crowd gathered outside the Beijing Gymnasium, the noise growing louder and louder.
Since everyone wanted to get into the museum early, they all rushed towards the main gate.
In order to facilitate movement, Jiang Zhuoyu deliberately wore a light blue casual outfit and white sneakers. She wore sunglasses, held the admission ticket in her hand, and followed the flow of people towards the door.
Someone nearby saw Jiang Zhuoyu's face clearly and shouted at the top of their lungs, "Stop pushing! Can't you see there's an old lady here?"
In such occasions, the most feared thing is accidents, and Jiang Zhuoyu is obviously the person most likely to have an accident.
"Is this true? Whose grandma would come to a fan meeting?"
Someone in the crowd raised a question, and everyone looked at Jiang Zhuoyu with questioning eyes.
Because in an hour, an offline fan meeting for "Jiang Hu Ling" will be held in the stadium.
Those who come to the stadium now are all here to meet the actors and actresses of "Jiang Hu Ling".
Jiang Zhuoyu took off his sunglasses and smiled at everyone, "Hello."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The security guard who was maintaining order in the crowd noticed Jiang Zhuoyu and squeezed over.
He shouted into Jiang Zhuoyu's ear with all his might: "Old lady, there is no basketball game in the gym today."
Jiang Zhuoyu scratched his ears with a look of disgust, "Why are you so loud? I can hear you, old lady."
"Don't worry, I'm not here to watch any basketball game. I'm just here to attend a fan meeting."
As he spoke, Jiang Zhuoyu raised the ticket in his hand and showed it to the security guard.
When the security guard saw it, his eyes widened instantly.
What Jiang Zhuoyu had in his hand was not only an admission ticket, but also the highest level SVIP ticket.
He quickly said, "Old lady, you can go directly through the VIP channel and don't have to queue here."
"Ah?" Jiang Zhuoyu scratched his head, "I don't know!"
"Did you come here by yourself?" the security guard asked again.
Jiang Zhuoyu raised his chin and said, "It's just me. Um, please take me to the SVIP channel quickly. I'm in a hurry."
After being squeezed in the crowd for so long, Jiang Zhuoyu could hardly bear it no matter how strong his body was.
It was the first time that the security guard had seen a 70-year-old woman attending a fan meeting. He was even more surprised to see that there was no one else around her.
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