Song Yuchen stared at the thousand yuan and casually clicked the payment button, "Okay."
Seeing him accept it generously, Shi Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
On Monday, Shiyan ran into Cheng Yue on her way to work. Shiyan wanted to pretend not to see her, but she deliberately blocked her way.
"What's up?"
Cheng Yue chewed gum and folded his arms, "Great, Shi Yan, I didn't realize you were so capable. You can hook up with a rich second generation?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Your husband."
Cheng Yue raised his chin and said, "A rich second generation who drives a Maybach."
Shi Yan frowned, a puzzled look on her face.
Cheng Yue blinked and looked at Shi Yan in surprise. She suddenly thought of something.
"Hey, hey, hey, you look like you don't know? Could it be that your husband rented the car?"
Cheng Yue couldn't help but smile with relief. She said, how could someone like Shi Yan have such good luck!
Shi Yan looked up at her and said nothing.
Cheng Yue became more determined. She moved closer to Shi Yan, raised one corner of her mouth and spoke in a provocative tone.
"Shi Yan, Shi Yan, if I tell anyone about this, and all our classmates know about it, what will you do?"
Shi Yan's eyes were calm and composed, and Cheng Yue was extremely happy.
"Or you could beg me? Beg me to keep it a secret?"
"No, it's up to you."
Shi Yan said a few words, walked past Cheng Yue and turned to leave.
Her unrestrained appearance completely irritated Cheng Yue. She hated Shi Yan's arrogant look the most!
She is just as annoying as before!
"Shi Yan, don't blame me."
Cheng Yue raised the corner of his mouth and found the class group to send a message.
"Did you know? Shi Yan's husband that night was a fake rich second generation!"
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