The couple took a short rest after dinner, and then An Zhisu signed the share agreement. She listened to Ye Lancheng's suggestion that these things should not be free and should not be cheap. An Tingnuan, after signing, Ye Lancheng
Gao Qi called over and asked him to take the agreement to be notarized in secret and not to make it public for the time being.
Gao Qi didn't dare to delay. After leaving the villa, he went straight to the notary office to handle the matter.
Ye Lancheng and An Zhisu are also preparing to go to the airport. An Zhisu has no plans to go to the hospital to see An Boyuan. Firstly, he doesn't know how to deal with it. Secondly, he also doesn't want to see Ye Lishu and An Tingnuan, mother and daughter.
Simply out of sight, out of mind.
Xia Jingze and Song Jiaren took them to the airport together. On the way, Song Jiaren talked to An Zhisu about today's headlines. Half of them were reports of her and Ye Lancheng's engagement, and half of them were reports of Xiao Rui and An Tingnuan's engagement. Which one is more grand, Gao
Make a judgment.
An Zhisu once again topped the hot search list overnight. A lot of news about her has been revealed, some good and some bad. It's fun to see the good news, but it's not good to see the bad news.
I think it affects my mood. After all, people feel refreshed when happy events happen. Now An Zhisu just wants to go to France with Ye Lancheng for a vacation. Everything else is not important to her.
When the car arrived at the airport, Song Jiaren explicitly prohibited Xia Jingze from getting out of the car to avoid being photographed by the paparazzi. Xia Jingze huddled in the car and waved to An Zhisu: "Sister-in-law, have fun."
An Zhisu was amused by his lively expression, waved and entered the airport.
Song Jiaren took them to the security checkpoint and stuffed a list to An Zhisu: "Don't forget to buy them for me. These are the things I have been growing for a long time."
An Zhisu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You have too many, there are just a few lipsticks. You can even open a lipstick counter, so why are you still buying it?"
"I like it. Collecting lipstick is my hobby. Don't deprive me of this only hobby." Song Jiaren said confidently.
An Zhisu chuckled: "You said the same thing last time when you went shopping to buy a bag."
"Oh, the bag is my second collection, lipstick is the first, lipstick is the first." Song Jiaren changed her words without blushing or heartbeat.
An Zhisu was speechless. He stuffed the list into his bag and asked An Zhisu for money: "Give me money. You can't get more than 100,000 yuan for everything on the list."
"Fuck!" Song Jiaren was furious: "You are a billionaire and you are short of hundreds of thousands of dollars."
"Who thinks there's too much money?" An Zhisu rolled his eyes at her.
Song Jiaren continued to fuss: "I didn't even ask you for legal fees."
"Isn't that a friendly sponsorship?" An Zhisu also wanted to say hell.
"What a generous sponsor." Song Jiaren asked Ye Lancheng directly for money: "Mr. Ye, when will you pay back the legal fees you owe me? Your wife still wants to cheat, so don't worry about it."
Ye Lancheng spread his hands expressionlessly: "I have no money, all the money is with her."
Song Jiaren:......
Mmp, you two act like a wife and a husband, right?
Song Jiaren turned around and left with a dark face: "I don't care, if you don't buy it for me, I will break off our relationship with you. It's up to you."
An Zhisu exclaimed: "You are now a barrister after all. How shameless are you when you act like a rogue in public?"
"What kind of face do you want? Can you buy me lipstick if you want face?" Song Jiaren asked back without looking back.
"No." An Zhisu answered simply.
"Then why do I want face?" Song Jiaren continued to run away without looking back.
An Zhisu:……
There is really nothing wrong with this logic.
Ye Lancheng listened to the bickering between the two sisters and couldn't help but find it funny, a bit childish, but also very heartwarming. Although Song Jiaren and An Zhisu were not related by blood at all, their relationship was closer than that of their biological sisters, and many biological sisters were far less close than them.
"Who can afford to support this prodigal woman in the future?" An Zhisu muttered, pulling Ye Lancheng to go to the security check.
Ye Lancheng touched her head and said, "I'll give you an idea so that you can buy those things without spending a penny."
"Come on, come on, come on." An Zhisu held his arm and urged. Their luggage had already been checked in by dedicated staff. They only needed to pack lightly and go through the security check, and then enter the VIP room to wait.
"Take a photo of the list and give it to Jingze, and say it's what Lawyer Song wants, and he will reimburse you." Ye Lancheng said slyly.
An Zhisu's eyes lit up, this idea was really great.
The couple walked through the VIP channel and passed the security check without queuing. The check was quickly completed. An Zhisu ran into the VIP room, took out the list given by Song Jiaren and took a photo for Xia Jingze.
At this moment, Xia Jingze and Song Jiaren were already on their way back to the city. Xia Jingze was lazily sitting on the passenger seat playing games while Song Jiaren was complaining about his lack of gentlemanliness and asking a lady to be his driver.
Xia Jingze put on an attitude of saying whatever you want, if I change seats with you I'll lose. Song Jiaren was so angry that she wanted to throw him out of the car window, why was he so shameless?
Xia Jingze had just eaten a handful of chicken when he received the picture from An Zhisulai. He opened WeChat and was confused when he saw a picture of a list, and made a black question mark face expression.
An Zhisu: Don’t ask what it is, just give the money.
Xia Jingze showed his temper: No.
An Zhisu: Give you another chance, this is what a beautiful woman wants.
Xia Jingze continued to show off his temper: Why should I buy something for her?
An Zhisu: Don’t you want to chase her?
Xia Jingze was in trouble: Why should I chase her?
An Zhisu: Don’t you like her?
Xia Jingze continued to fuss: Is it so obvious?
An Zhisu: Even a blind person can see, okay?
Xia Jingze was frustrated: Song Jiaren couldn't see it.
An Zhisu: Oh, then she is worse than a blind person.
Xia Jingze complained: Are you best friends?
An Zhisu: Yes, I have her photos to prove it.
Xia Jingze's nymphomaniac face: No picture, no truth.
An Zhisucai's face: one hundred thousand, card number 6227xxxxx...
A minute later, An Zhisu received a text message reminder from the bank, showing an income of 100,000.
Xia Jingze: The payment has been paid, the seller please deliver the goods as soon as possible.
A minute and a half later, Xia Jingze received a fruit photo, and two minutes later, Xia Jingze filed a complaint.
Xia Jingze: Liar! Get your money back!
An Zhisu: Isn’t it Guozhao?
Xia Jingze:...Yes.
An Zhisu: Then what did I lie to you about?
Xia Jingze: How many months old is Guozhao also called Guozhao?
An Zhisu: I didn’t say it was after growing up.
Xia Jingze:......
An Zhisu: Boarding the plane, boarding the plane, okay, I have a lot more, I want to see them before I buy them, welcome, where are you?
After finishing this WeChat message, An Zhisu decisively shut down his phone, and then fell into Ye Lancheng's arms laughing, oh my god, this money is so easy to cheat.
Ye Lancheng pamperedly helped her tidy up the broken forehead. He hoped that his little wife would always have a bright smile on her face, and for this he was willing to offer everything except her.