"You're just dreaming." She spat out a few words from between her teeth, took out a tissue and wiped her lips and the table.
"Sister, why do you have so much money?" Sang Muyang threw away the mop, picked up one of Sang Tianen's arms and shook it, and her voice began to become coquettish.
Sang Tianen couldn't stand men acting coquettishly, so he said coldly, "Let go!"
"I won't let go unless you tell me the secret to getting rich." Sang Muyang increased his strength.
Sang Tianen began to suffer from trigeminal neuralgia and said helplessly, "You can't get rich with this brain."
"Sister!" Sang Muyang pouted, his eyes drooping slightly, looking aggrieved and pitiful, "Tell me quickly."
In the past, Sang Tianen would definitely have spanked him, but she was injured now and her butt hurt when she moved a little, so she could only let him act coquettishly.
"Do you really want to know?" She teased Sang Muyang, intending to find a random excuse to send him away.
Sang Muyang nodded, his eyes flashing with a star-like light: "Of course!"
"I hope you'll be reborn into a good family in your next life." Sang Tianen pulled his arm away without any hesitation. "If you don't leave, I'll beat you!"
Sang Muyang snorted heavily, his eyes suddenly turned, and a sly smile appeared on his face: "Were you trading stocks just now?"
Sang Tianen was stunned for a moment, then smiled sinisterly: "You know too much."
"Are you the legendary stock god?" Sang Muyang was as excited as if he had discovered a new world. "Sister, please teach me how to trade stocks. I want to get rich too."
Sang Tianen raised his hand to hit him. Sang Muyang was so scared that he dodged backwards, yelling, "Why are you hitting me? You're my sister, isn't it your responsibility to help me get rich?"
Seeing him talking back, Sang Tianen said unhappily, "Why are you a student trading stocks? Is trading stocks something that serious people do?"
"Then why did you fire him?" Sang Muyang retorted in a low voice.
"I'm not a serious person." Sang Tianen rolled his eyes at him, then pinched his ear and said, "If you dare to speculate in the stock market, I promise to break your legs."
"It hurts so much. I don't want to trade stocks anymore, sister!" Sang Muyang frowned and covered his ears to beg for mercy.
Sang Tianen let go of his ear, took out his wallet from the drawer, pulled out two hundred-yuan bills and handed them to him: "Go to the market and buy me some good bones, and make me a meal at noon."
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