Chapter 77 Chapter 77 1/3 updated.
When Chi Junyu heard the Lord God's surprised words, he sneered and said, "I have stood up. I am sorry to disappoint you."
Tuan Tuan didn't understand anything, but she just instinctively felt that she hated the uncle in front of her very much, and snorted coldly at him.
Next to them, a group of onlookers had their ears perked up.
After being shocked, the Lord God quickly accepted the reality and returned to normal, and glanced at Chi Junyu with an extremely cold look.
Haha, this person is indeed the most annoying human being in his current life as a god. He has a really hideous face.
The Lord God ignored Chi Junyu's words, chose to ignore his existence, and looked at Sang Wanwan again.
"cough."
The Lord God coughed lightly and couldn't help but clear his throat.
He glanced at Sang Wanwan, whose heartbeat had just returned to normal, but gradually began to beat the drum "dong dong dong" again.
Sang Wanwan's gaze moved from the gift bag to his face.
The Lord God became even more nervous, and felt as if his face was burning. It instantly turned red. He trembled in his heart and his hands shook as he handed the bag over: "This is for you. This is a gift I carefully selected."
His blushing face as if he was in love for the first time made Chi Junyu look frighteningly cold.
The crowd of onlookers nearby were all excited and couldn't help but take another small step forward.
[“Ahhh, conspiracy, it’s definitely his conspiracy!”] The Lord God Space shouted in fear and excitement, [“These three bags must contain things that can harm you!”]
"Be calm," Sang Wanwan said, "Don't get so excited when something happens. Little God, you need to temper your temper and stay calm when you are insulted or treated with respect."
The main divine space instantly became calm: [“Oh, okay, Wanwan.”]
Sang Xueruo and Sang Jiaheng also followed the main force forward.
She glanced at Chi Junyu, then at the tall and straight Qin Yaozu, and almost bit her teeth off with hatred.
Thinking about the purpose of coming here, Sang Xueruo quickly calmed herself down.
She whispered a few words into Sang Jiaheng's ear, turned and left the crowd.
【“Huh?”】 The calm main god space saw the people from the Sang family and asked curiously, 【“Wanwan, did you invite Sang Xuerou and Sang Jiaheng?”】
"No," Sang Wanwan said lazily, "Let them jump around for a while first. Don't refuse something that comes to your door voluntarily."
Sang Wanwan's attention returned to the Lord God again.
She looked at the Lord God's strange and awkward posture and felt extremely surprised. In her impression, the Lord God was a very cold and arrogant person.
Unexpectedly, after being stabbed to death by her once, the Lord God's temperament became a little strange.
Sang Wanwan did not detect any malice from the Lord God, and was too lazy to care about his current personality.
Everyone who came here today gave her money and gifts, and she welcomed them all as long as they didn't cause any trouble.
Sang Wanwan took the three bags handed to her and said with a smile, "Thank you."
The Lord God looked at her smile, and his whole body... God was frozen in place.
Qin Fenglin's eyelids kept trembling.
Seeing his uncle's silly look, he confirmed in his heart that the previous rumors were true, and his uncle really liked Sang Wanwan!
No wonder, when his uncle woke up, he asked them to prepare 10 billion for Sang Wanwan. He must have let go of everything after "dying" once, let himself go, lost his morals, and resolutely pursued his former true love again!
Thinking of this, Qin Fenglin's face gradually turned green.
Uncle, you can't do this. She's already married and has kids. Even if you want to break in, you should do it secretly. Who would be so arrogant as to dance in front of the original wife?!
Qin Fenglin glanced at Chi Junyu secretly, and was immediately chilled by his cold face.
He quickly added, "Mr. Chi, Mrs. Chi, this is a wedding anniversary gift from Mr. Qin to you and your wife."
Qin Fenglin's words made the Lord God very unhappy, and he felt that this man had a mouth that could not speak.
Sang Wanwan took the three bags.
The weight on her hand made her look even better, and she spoke again, "Thank you very much for your gift."
It's so heavy, it must be a piece of jewelry made of pure gold, right?
Chi Junyu also sneered at the right time: "Boss Qin, thank you for the gift you gave to my husband and me."
When he said the word "husband and wife", he deliberately emphasized the tone.
The Lord God: “…”
He glanced at Chi Junyu. The more he looked at him, the more disgusted he was. Why not just kill him tomorrow?
On the sidelines, everyone clearly felt a cold and dangerous atmosphere between the two.
Their faces turned red with excitement, and they shouted in their hearts, "Fight!" and "Fight quickly!"
Someone quietly took out his mobile phone and turned on the video function, hoping to record it as soon as possible.
Han Yajun and Chi's father were also full of anticipation, waiting for Chi Junyu to make a fool of himself.
If Chi Junyu and Qin Yaozu fight, he will offend the Qin family. Under this premise, the old guys in the group will not be in a hurry to invite Chi Junyu back.
The people from the Unnatural Events Management Bureau were all confused at first.
They looked at the other guests, then at Chi Junyu and Qin Yaozu, whose auras were obviously not right and who looked as if they were about to fight at any moment, and slowly realized what was happening.
"It turns out that Qin Yaozu really likes Sang Wanwan." Song Mian murmured.
Lu Yufei also said in surprise: "I heard that Qin Yaozu and Sang Wanwan drank so much that they had stomach bleeding after their confession was rejected. I always thought it was a rumor, but now it seems to be true."
Song Ting gave the betrothal gifts and presents, and just as he walked up to them, he heard what they were saying.
Whenever he heard the name "Sang Wanwan", his body shuddered physiologically.
During this time, he sold off various assets under his name and scraped together the money. He finally had more than 100 million left and paid off all his debts to Sang Wanwan.
Because of this debt, it is estimated that he now has only about 30 million in assets under his name, and the liquid funds he can control are only 10 million.
However, he was used to a luxurious lifestyle, and this little money was not enough, so he had to live in the free dormitory provided by the administration since last week.
Those days were simply worse than the dogs in the Song family's old house.
Song Ting wiped his forehead, and after thinking about something, he suddenly asked, "Is the Qin family's money in danger?"
Others in the bureau: “…”
Sang Wanwan felt the burning gazes of the crowd and laughed twice. If you want to eat her melons, you need to pay more than just these gifts and gifts.
Since the Lord God didn't say anything, she treated the other party as Qin Yaozu.
Sang Wanwan spoke a few more words to him politely, and for the sake of the gift, she tactfully reminded him not to stand here and be a nuisance.
Of course, the Lord God could not hear the implication in the words.
He thought Sang Wanwan spoke very nicely, it made his ears numb and he wanted to listen to her continue talking.
Qin Fenglin took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, gritted his teeth and dragged him away.
The people who were waiting to watch the show did not see the quarrel between the mistress and the original wife, and their faces were immediately filled with disappointment.
The group of people waited for a few more minutes, and when they found that there were no other melons here, they left one after another.
Sang Wanwan saw the people from the Chi family.
As for the Chi family and the Sang family, the couple naturally did not send them invitations, but since these people came uninvited and gave her gifts and presents, she would not refuse them.
For the next half hour, people kept coming.
Sang Wanwan brought her husband and son and directed the robot to take the gifts from the guests back to the storage room in the house.
As she looked at the gifts one by one, the smile on her face never stopped.
Half of the ingredients for today's banquet were grown by the ghosts in the villa themselves, and the other half were provided free of charge by other people in the circle.
Sang Wanwan glanced at the notebook recording the gift money, and thought of the gifts in the storage room, and felt that holding a banquet was a huge profit.
She whispered, "Honey, we need to hold this kind of banquet more often in the future, such as the anniversary of our first meeting, our engagement anniversary, the anniversary of when we found out we missed each other... These are all very important dates and worth celebrating."
How much does she earn from organizing these anniversaries?
Chi Junyu had a gloomy face, and his mind was full of thoughts on how to kill the Lord God quietly and through legal means, or put him in jail.
Suddenly hearing what Sang Wanwan said, his face immediately turned red and he nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
It turns out that there are so many important days between the two of them in Wanwan's heart.
Chi Junyu held his wife's hand tightly and temporarily put the annoying thing about the Lord God behind him.
Seeing how close the two were to each other, Han Yayun was so angry that she gnashed her teeth when she thought of her son who had been arrested by the police.
The Lord God is not much better.
He didn't understand what love and affection meant. He stared at Chi Junyu holding Sang Wanwan's hand. He felt it was extremely disgusting and wanted to chop off Chi Junyu's hand.
Qin Fenglin had just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw his cousin's expression, his heart began to tighten again.
"Uncle," he said in a low voice, "keep a low profile and conceal your intentions. You are still in Chi Junyu's territory. Even if you want to be a mistress... cough cough cough, what I mean is that you have to consider Sang Wanwan's feelings. Everything must be considered carefully and slowly."
He is really worried sick and has to advise the elders on how to be a mistress.
"Even if Chi Junyu stands up, he is already a pauper. But you are different, uncle. You still have the final say in the Qin Group," Qin Fenglin said stiffly, "When you give Sang Wanwan 100 million, 1 billion, or 1,000 million, she will definitely be impressed!"
If someone gave him 100 billion, he would be tempted no matter what.
The Lord's eyes moved slightly.
The human ant in front of him was right. He also had a small goal to give Sang Wanwan one hundred million. Well, one thousand billion would be fine too.
He should not be in a hurry to kill Chi Junyu. He could give Sang Wanwan hundreds of millions first to make Chi Junyu realize that he is a waste who cannot even provide Sang Wanwan with such a small amount of money.
When the Lord God thought of this, he finally felt better.
"You are very good," he said with a tone full of praise, "stay by my side from now on."
Qin Fenglin was stunned for a few seconds, then his face flushed with excitement as he said, "Okay, President Qin."
not far away.
Chi Junyu held his wife's hand tightly, and when he raised his head, his eyes inadvertently saw the Lord God again, and his good mood was immediately affected.
How on earth was he going to kill this thing?