Mo Yan's gaze fell on Xin Xin. Although Xin Xin was over there, her eyes would occasionally drift over to her.
"No need. I don't need to get along with your family. You can leave now."
Mo Yan told him to leave immediately.
"Wait a minute, what about my childhood friend? We're very good friends, we grew up together. I asked him to come and look at this house. Could you please sell this house to my childhood friend for my sake?"
Don't worry, my childhood friend will definitely be able to give you the money right away; he's very rich.
Look at this house, it looks quite dilapidated. It's really good that it sold for this price.
I know you find those programs difficult to run, but that's okay, I can run them for you.
Mo Yan discovered that this person was indeed quite shameless, as if he couldn't understand human speech.
She made it very clear, so he was able to pretend he didn't hear her.
"I told you, I'm not selling. This has nothing to do with whether or not you're my childhood friend, understand?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Ce's expression changed again, and he turned around abruptly.
He wanted to swear.
After calming down for a long time, he finally turned around and asked, "Why?"
You should know that Zhang Ning has a very powerful background. If he can accomplish this, not only will he be able to make money, but he will also have an easier time asking Zhang Ning for help in the future.
There's no reason why.
"Is it about money? Don't worry, Zhang Ning said he can give you 250,000 if you're willing."
Mo Yan: "???"
What?
250,000? Yu Ce is throwing money away like a beggar. A two-story house on the street, with a small garden and a row of houses in the back, and a small pavilion, and he only gives 250,000?
"Are you kidding me? The house we live in costs over 100,000 yuan."
"Fine, I disagree with this. You don't need to say anything more."
Mo Yan refused outright and then went to find Xin Xin.
Xin Xin is drawing in the pavilion, where she and her father keep a secret. Her drawing paper and colored pencils are kept there.
What is Xin Xin drawing?
"I'm drawing my mom and dad."
Xin Xin's drawing is very beautiful, and she drew it very carefully.
"Then, how about Mom sends you to art class?"
Mo Yan remembered that Xin Xin's father was originally going to send her to an art class, but something happened in the end.
"Mom, can I go?" Xin Xin was very happy. If she went to learn to draw, would she be able to draw her father's appearance?
She has too few photos of her father, and she's afraid that over time she won't remember what he looks like. She wants to draw him now.
The way Dad cooks, the way Dad boils noodles, the way Dad boils wontons, the way Dad sweeps the floor, the way Dad tells her stories.
"Of course you can."
Yu Ce disliked how good Mo Yan was to Xin Xin. Even though she was his daughter, he wondered why a girl would study such useless things and spend money on her. However, since they weren't married yet, he couldn't say these things directly.
"Xin Xin, do you remember your uncle? I'm sorry, I forgot to bring you a present today. How about I bring you one tomorrow?"
Mo Yan could only sneer. If they really wanted to bring it, they should have brought it over already. What are they pretending for now?
"Thank you, Uncle, but no need."
My father said that I shouldn't accept gifts from strangers.
"That's right, no need. We don't need to have any contact anymore."
Mo Yan had just finished saying that.
Zhang Ning from over there is back too, and I like her more and more the more I look at her.
"Hello, do you have a phone number? Could you please give me your number?"
"Okay, we'll contact each other by phone then."
Mo Yan left him her home phone number.
Zhang Ning is actually a good person; she didn't use any tricks. It's just that the original owner of this body was deceived by Yu Ce.
After the owner bought it, he really cherished this place. Most importantly, he later discovered that the area had become a cultural relic protection zone, which allowed the street to be preserved.
They definitely have connections.
"Okay, okay, I'll have someone start drawing up the design as soon as I get back. I'm sure you'll be satisfied."
Mo Yan nodded. "Then leave me your phone number, and I'll call you when I get back."
"Okay, okay."
Yu Ce was shocked; he didn't even have Zhang Ning's phone number.
"Why don't you leave it to me? I'm dating Mo Yan, and we're getting married soon."
Mo Yan frowned, clearly displeased. "Yu Ce, please don't talk nonsense. We were just introduced by a matchmaker and were in the process of getting to know each other. Now I feel we're not suitable, so we're breaking up. I will not marry you."
What the hell? Can't you understand human language? Didn't she just say she wanted to break up?
Yu Ce was very unhappy that Mo Yan said this in front of Zhang Ning, and he grabbed Mo Yan.
Mo Yan glared at him, her face dark. "Let go!"
Yu Ce certainly wouldn't let her go. He was furious; Mo Yan was really pushing her luck.
"So what if we argued? It's just that my mom said a few unpleasant things. Is it worth getting angry with me for so long? We're going to live together in the future. How can we get along like this? The matchmaker said you had a very gentle personality."
When Yu Ce said this, there was three parts disgust, three parts anger, and four parts a desire to hit someone.
Mo Yan flung his hand away and shoved him back. "I originally thought your family was just impolite... but now it seems you're just trash."
I've already said there's no need to continue this blind date. I won't be with you, so please leave.
Mo Yan pointed to the front door and told him to get lost.
Yu Ce reached out as if to make a move, but Zhang Ning couldn't stand it anymore. "Yu Ce, what are you doing? Didn't you hear what Ms. Mo said? She doesn't want anything to do with you anymore."
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