Chapter 389 Lacks a Girlfriend (shuhaige.net)



Wu Yue stared at the message for half a second, then opened her contacts and called Zhou Yunwei, "Hello? Yunwei?"

Zhou Yunwei had been holding her phone the whole time, so she answered quickly, "Yueyue?"

"Is the roadshow over? Let's go out for dinner." The girl's voice was very clear despite the noise around her.

She paused, then turned to look at Yan Chiyu, who was submerged in the Cinnamoroll doll. "And Yan Chiyu too."

There was a long silence on the other end. "Okay, send me the address."

After hanging up the phone, the two went to Sanfu next door and bought a large bag to put the dolls in.

Uncle Min came to pick them up to go to the restaurant for dinner. He was surprised to see such a big bag of dolls. "Second Young Master, what is this?"

The boy said calmly, "It's love."

Wu Yue almost broke her back when she heard Yan Chiyu's flirtatious words.

Uncle Min remained calm and collected, putting the doll in the trunk before quickly returning to the driver's seat.

"Second Young Master, Miss Wu Yue, I have reserved a private table at Qin Family Private Kitchen for you, and it is in your name, Second Young Master."

"That place is really popular lately? I heard you have to wait in line to make a reservation." Zhou Yunwei mentioned it during their chat, and kept complaining about not being able to get a table, otherwise she would have liked to take Wu Yue to eat there.

"Yes." Uncle Min nodded with a faint smile. "A friend of mine works there, so he helped me make a reservation."

Actually, it would have been possible to reserve the position using the Yan family's name, but the second young master has never liked to do things in the name of the second young master of the Yan family. So this time, Uncle Min asked a friend to do him a favor.

Having lived in the Yan family for so many years, he hadn't been able to help the second young master in many ways, so he felt extremely honored to be doing this small thing.

So on the way there, Yan Chiyu gave Uncle Min a raise.

Thirty thousand yuan a month.

Wu Yue thought for a moment, then turned her head seriously. "Mr. Yan, do you still need a driver? What do you think of me?"

The girl thought she was very sincere, and she was quite skilled... Just as she was about to say a few more words to promote herself, she heard Yan Chiyu suddenly chuckle softly.

With his elbows resting on the car door armrest, his shoulders trembling, his eyes, gleaming with starlight, gazed at Wu Yue, and he smiled broadly.

The boy's laughter hadn't faded yet; it sounded like a 360° surround sound subwoofer, making her ears feel both numb and tingly.

"I don't lack drivers, I lack girlfriends. A driver earns 30,000 yuan per word, a girlfriend earns 100,000 yuan a month."

"OK.

Before she could even utter the word "ah," Wu Yue realized what was happening and looked at Yan Chiyu speechlessly. "Isn't this just being kept? No way! I'd rather stay as a pampered young lady."

Yan Chiyu found it amusing, "Wu Songsong, look at you, you're not short of money. The Wu family will give you a share of their monthly income, you're the richest high school student I've ever seen."

“I have experienced poverty before, and it was very despairing.” Wu Yue’s expression suddenly turned serious, and her eyes turned cold.

What's worse than being sick is being poor.

She once inhabited a host whose family was extremely poor and burdened with debt. Her parents were afraid to even get sick, and their monthly earnings couldn't even cover the interest on their debts.

Creditors came to her door, and later her mother remarried and moved away, leaving her and her father to depend on each other for survival.

The two of them didn't even dare to die; they could only live humbly.

They begged the creditors for more time to repay the debt. The father was an honest, simple man; he had been swindled out of his hard-earned money years ago, which led to his current predicament.

The host is a disabled person who cannot move his or her legs.

But due to her character and her mission, she couldn't do anything. Because this father was the male protagonist's past life, currently suffering, and her mission was to wear him down…

In short, those days were truly difficult.

Looking back now, it's full of flaws.

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