"Mr. Ye, what on earth is going on?" Xia Yun asked in the Ferrari with a confused look on his face.

"Let me call and ask." Ye Hao dialed a number, and after a moment he was speechless and said, "The bank said that the default consumption limit of my card is five million a month. I took five million before.

The cash limit has been used up. If you want to increase the limit, you need to go to the bank to sign an agreement."

"Pfft——"

Xia Yun couldn't help but laugh out loud, he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

Ye Hao was also speechless. Such weird things could happen. It seemed that he really needed to go to the bank headquarters. Otherwise, daily consumption would be a problem.

"Then this mobile phone is considered a gift from me to you, brother." Xia Yun smiled slightly. This small amount of money is not a big deal to her.

"Okay, I will give you other things in the future," Ye Hao did not shirk, "Or you can send me to the company first, and I will stay in the company tonight."

"Ah?" Xia Yun, who had just started his Ferrari, slammed on the brakes and said with a surprised look on his face, "Brother... aren't you going home tonight?"

"I can't go back!" Ye Hao shrugged.

Xia Yun's face was a little blushing. He hesitated for a long time and said in a voice like a mosquito: "There is no bathing place in the company. If you don't mind, you can stay at my place for one night. I can also send you there tomorrow."

You go to work."

Ye Hao thought about it. He really couldn't sleep without taking a shower, but he still subconsciously asked: "Is it convenient?"

"Convenient, convenient." Xia Yun was afraid that Ye Hao would regret it, so he stepped on the accelerator and the Ferrari drove like an airplane.

Xia Yun lives in a high-end community, a large duplex on the top floor, decorated in the simple style that Ye Hao likes.

The room was very clean and spotless, with not many things. It was obvious that there was only one girl living there.

Ye Hao came in and sat on the sofa, feeling a little emotional.

It seems that Xia Yun's life has not been easy in the past few years, because in this living room he can only see a lot of professional books on finance, law, and investment, but not all the gossip magazines that little girls like.

No.

I can only say that a successful woman has hardships behind her that are invisible to outsiders.

Ye Hao casually turned out a few books on the sofa. The next moment, his face froze slightly because there was an inner lining under one of the books.

Ye Hao was so embarrassed. He couldn't even move or stay still for a while.

"Ah..." Xia Yunjiao let out a cry and rushed over to catch him, but because the movement was too big, her foot slipped and she fell into Ye Hao's arms.

With the warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms, Ye Hao was sweating profusely for a while. At this time, he couldn't move or move, and he didn't even dare to breathe.


Chapter completed!