Chapter 94 It's stupid not to have money
Nanshi No.1 Middle School.
Yan Sheng and several classmates left the school gate, intending to go back for self-study after dinner.
As soon as I stepped outside, I saw the white car that looked luxurious parked at the school gate.
The driver's side window slowly rolled down, and Yan Shangyu looked at the photo of Yan Sheng mixed in with the stack of documents in his hand.
Then she looked at the boy with the buzz cut at the school gate, who looked eight-tenths like Yan Kui.
He opened the car door and walked over at a leisurely pace.
"A grand feast?"
When Yan Sheng heard someone calling him, he suddenly turned around, but it wasn't someone he knew.
Besides his older sister, the only people he knew in Nanshi were his classmates from No. 1 Middle School.
Seeing the wary look on his face, Yan Shangyu chuckled. He really did look like Kui Kui when she was angry.
"My name is Yan Shangyu. I don't know if your sister has told you."
Yan Sheng remained silent.
"He shares your surname and is considered your sister's... former brother."
"The Yan family of Nanshi?"
Yan Sheng reacted now; he had heard Cheng Zhi mention his sister's situation in Nanshi.
Yan Shangyu nodded and pointed to the Consciousness Restaurant across from the school: "Want to come sit with me?"
Yan Sheng was wondering whether he should tell his sister when Yan Shangyu said, "It's just a chat, in a public place, don't worry."
Yan Sheng thought it made sense and followed Yan Shangyu to the restaurant opposite No. 1 Middle School.
He often comes to this restaurant with his classmates, and he knows the owner very well.
After Yan Shangyu sat down, he took out a card from his bag and handed it to Yan Sheng.
"This is for you. It's not easy for your sister to raise you on her own now. Spend this so she doesn't have to work hard."
Yan Sheng certainly didn't want his sister to be tired, but he didn't recognize the person in front of him. He had heard from Cheng Zhi that his sister had been kicked out by the Yan family.
Why are you asking him for money now?
Why give it to me?
He opened the window of the private room where the banquet was held and lit a cigarette.
"I'm just worried about your sister, otherwise why would I give it to you?"
Yan Sheng was somewhat angry: "Why are you only showing concern for her now? Besides, she's my sister now!"
Yan Shangyu looked at the somewhat angry young man in front of him and understood what he was angry about.
He slowly exhaled a smoke ring: "I'm not here to take your sister away. I just don't want her to be too tired. I haven't frozen her bank card, but she has never used it."
She chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I only found out a few days ago that she didn't even take her bank card with her when she left the Yan family."
Looking at the boy in front of her who looked so much like Kui Kui, Yan Shangyu had a complicated expression: "She went to such a far place to find you, she must have suffered a lot."
"If you really care about her, then accept this card."
Yan Sheng looked at the blue and white bank card in front of him, and then remembered the black bank card his sister had shown him last night.
After thinking about it, I think black is probably more affluent.
However, given his sister's personality, if he refuses the money, wouldn't he be called stupid if people found out?
Yan Sheng was unaware that Yan Shangyu had feelings for his sister.
After considering it for a moment, he still reached out and picked up the card that Yan Shangyu had given him.
"Thank you, I will tell my sister."
Yan Shangyu originally wanted him not to say anything, but he missed Kui Kui very much, and if he could see her because of this, it wouldn't be too bad.
Stubbornly extinguishing his cigarette, Yan Shangyu stood up: "Whatever."
After saying that, he ignored Yan Sheng and left the restaurant alone.
So that evening.
After returning home, Yan Sheng placed the bank card in front of Yan Kui and explained what had happened that day.
Yan Kui appeared calm, but her whole body felt like it was being bitten by countless ants.
The money is good money.
But people are disgusting.
Yan Kui extended her thumb and middle finger, made a circle, and with a "whoosh," flicked the bank card into the storage box next to her.
I recalled what Huo Qingshi said that day at Nanjing University.
Yan Kui pursed her red lips, her porcelain-white face looking listless, and leaned against the cushion: "The Yan family really should find a feng shui master to take a look."
He picked up his phone and made a video call to Wei Yin.
As soon as Wei Yin answered the call, he saw her puffed-up little face.
His deep voice held a hint of worry: "What's wrong?"
Yan Kui didn't care about any of that; she just wanted to enjoy the beauty of men to her heart's content.
She brought her face close to the camera and said softly, "I missed you, so I came to see you."
His voice was soft and sweet, yet tinged with stubbornness. Wei Yin's Adam's apple bobbed, and his grip on the pen tightened.
Looking at her face, full of dependence, and her wet eyes filled with my image.
Wei Yinxin was as soft-hearted as a ball of cotton.
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