She took out her wallet and put the money directly into Monan's pocket: "This is all my fault, I'm sorry! This is the dry cleaning fee for him. If there is anything, this is my phone number, okay..."
Mu Yiyi said, taking out a note and pen. There are good novels.
"Miss, this way of striking up a conversation is really old-fashioned and outdated." Mo Nan sneered and pushed Mu Yiyi away, exposing her body to the gentle autumn rain.
"Strike up a conversation?" Mu Yiyi was a little angry. Who wants to strike up a conversation with an iceberg?
She glared at the rude Monan and watched Bingshan move into the milk tea shop. Thinking that she was at fault first, she quickly wrote down the phone number, grabbed Monan's hand, and stuffed it into him hard.
In the palm of my hand.[
"If the washing is not clean, I will take care of the clothes!" She still admired this foreign man in her heart for being able to speak Chinese so fluently.
"It's very expensive..." Monan replied angrily. Mr. Lei's clothes are all made by famous Italian designers. They are absolutely tailor-made and limited edition. Can this woman afford it?
Mu Yiyi didn't say anything. He took out a bank card from his bag and inserted it into Monan's jacket pocket: "When you use it, call the boss here and ask him to call me and I will come to pick up the card. The password is six
one."
After saying that, she turned around and left quickly without looking back.
"Hi..." Monan reached out and took out his bank card and called out. Mu Yiyi's figure had disappeared from his eyes. He looked across the street and saw that Lei Yiyang had taken off his coat and covered her.
Of course, what greeted him was the cold expression of Lei Yiyang who wanted to kill someone. Monan thought that he had just pushed Mu Yiyi away in desperation, and subconsciously felt a tingling sensation on his back.
"Brother Nan, Mr. Lei asked you to come over!" A subordinate hurriedly came out of the store and whispered in his ear.
……(Dividing line)……
After entering the store, the store manager nodded and bowed eagerly to greet him: "Hello, Mr. Monan!"
Monan went upstairs without saying a word.
He is an Italian, an orphan adopted by the Lei family since he was a child, and grew up with Lei Yufeng. In the dark night, he is the most loyal subordinate responsible for his safety.
In front of the window, Lei Yufeng was sitting slightly leaning against the back of his chair. His stained coat had already been changed. He kept staring out the window, looking through the rain curtain and staring at the alley.
Because his father is Chinese and his mother is Italian, Lei Yufeng is tall and has three-dimensional and charming facial features. He combines the best of both the East and the West. He can definitely compete with the top models in the world.
And the natural coldness and splendid aura in him are also difficult for ordinary people to possess.
He is the kind of man who can make people feel infinite pressure just by standing there quietly.
In Italy, the Lei family is deeply entangled and has constant internal battles. His parents died at the hands of his uncle's betrayal back then.
He is now able to reach the top of the dark night and control the entire Lei's International. The efforts he has made and the bloodshed he has experienced are unimaginable by ordinary people.
"Mr. Lei..." Monan shouted softly.
"Yi Yang is gone?" Lei Yufeng picked up the coffee cup on the table and took a gentle and elegant sip.[
"Yes!" Monan stepped forward and took out the banknotes that Mu Yiyi handed him, the small piece of paper with the phone number written on it, and the bank card and placed them respectfully on the table.