"What else?" Pei Linyuan couldn't help but ask.
"Huh? What did you say?"
Pei Linyuan remained calm: "I say, how do you feel? Do you want to call a doctor?"
"No, no, I'm fine." Jiang Muyao waved her hands quickly.
[I was so scared! I thought he heard what I was thinking. I absolutely couldn't let him know that I wanted to use his purple energy for cultivation.]
Pei Linyuan and Pei Haoyu looked at each other and saw understanding in each other's eyes.
"By the way, sister-in-law, you just mentioned Jiang Baiwei's plastic surgery..."
"I didn't say anything! I was just trying to trick her." Jiang Muyao immediately denied it.
[Jiang Baiwei's plastic surgery face is obvious, and her silicone breasts shake a lot when she walks...]
Pei Haoyu suppressed his laughter: "Really? Then maybe I heard it wrong."
"I must have heard it wrong. How could I possibly know these things?" Jiang Muyao said nonsense seriously.
[But speaking of which, Jiang Baiwei got all the money for her plastic surgery from Pei Haoyu, right? This silly kid, even after being sold, is still counting the money for others.]
[This unlucky kid is about to be tricked by Jiang Baiwei into investing in an unfinished building project and lose all his money.
But if I tell him now, he definitely won't believe it! I'd better not bother saying this again!]
Pei Haoyu's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and his fingertips unconsciously touched the project plan in his suit pocket.
This East City Commercial District Development Plan was handed to him personally by Jiang Baiwei before he came here, and it now seemed to have become very hot.
"bite--"
The phone vibrated in his pocket. It was a voice message from Jiang Baiwei. Pei Haoyu was just about to reach out and press the button.
[Yes, that was the vibration sound. After hearing the voice message, the unfortunate kid immediately rushed over to sign the investment agreement.]
He retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted. Jiang Muyao on the hospital bed was tugging at the corner of the quilt out of boredom. Her thick eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes, and it was impossible to tell that she was complaining wildly in her heart.
[It's terrible, the note on Jiang Baiwei in this unlucky child's hand is still "little angel",
Did he know that the note that woman left for him in her phone was "ATM Number 3"?
Pei Haoyu leaned his back against the cold wall, staring intently at Jiang Muyao's pale face:
"Sister-in-law...how did you know my phone notes?"
"What notes?"
[Of course, it was dug out from the original owner's memory! The original owner accidentally saw Jiang Baiwei's address book interface last month.
"ATM Number One" is Mr. Wang, "ATM Number Two" is Mr. Li, and our Third Master Pei is the newly minted "Number Three."
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