If it cannot be spent, then the amount will increase exponentially next month to 250 million. If it cannot be spent, I will go back to the Mu family to recuperate.
Fan Yuke, “……!!!”
She even thought that Mu Bailang was crazy!
"The food here is delicious." Mu Bailang sat opposite her.
Today he was dressed like a rich young man in a sloppy manner, or in Fan Yuke's words, flamboyantly, but he happened to be really good-looking. As he sat there, he exuded a naturally noble and elegant aura, with a playful smile on the corner of his lips.
Mu Bailang completely ignored her resistance and pushed the menu over to her. "It seems you can't eat anything these days."
Fan Yuke paused subtly.
She was suffering from morning sickness, vomiting everything she ate. When she was unconscious, she wanted to rush downstairs to ask Ning Yichu for advice.
His heart was inexplicably touched, and Fan Yuke quickly came to his senses. Capitalist, kill him!
She didn't even look at the prices on the menu and just randomly checked the items.
Mu Bailang didn't mind if she wasted it, so he gestured to the waiter, "That's all."
"OK."
Once the waiter left, they were the only ones left.
Fan Yuke didn't know why she wasn't used to being with him. She took her bag and stood up, "I'm going to the bathroom first..."
"You're not wearing any makeup." Mu Bailang's lips curled up wickedly, glancing at her lazily, "Sit down."
"No……"
As soon as he uttered the words of refusal, Fan Yuke saw Ning Yichu and Li Lingyang coming towards him.
She shuddered all over.
He subconsciously dodged, but unexpectedly bumped into the arms of Mu Bailang who stood up as well.
Her nose hurt, she covered the tip of her nose, and looked at him with tears in her eyes in his arms, "It hurts..."
Mu Bailang's eyes softened for a moment, his lips raised with a lazy smile, and he pulled the person into his arms with his big hands. He lowered his voice and said, "I'll massage you later."
"Chu Chu is here... let me in!"
Fan Yuke was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
Unexpectedly, Mu Bailang smiled generously, a hint of teasing flashed across the corner of his lips, and he hooked his arm around her waist, his voice lazy, "What are you afraid of? Am I so shameful?"
After saying that, he took her in his arms and took a step forward.
Fan Yuke wanted to just close his eyes and wait for death.
The next second, Ning Yichu's surprised voice rang out, "Yu Ke!"
Fan Yuke: ...Amen!
Praying to Buddha is indeed useless!
She wished she could struggle to escape from Mu Bailang's clutches right now, and even better, kick him away with one powerful kick. This way, she could speak to Chuchu in a dignified, elegant, confident, and passionate manner, "Hi, Chuchu baby."
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