Again, if you don’t agree, then let Baili Baili accompany you, and I’ll lose hundreds of billions, so I won’t worry about it anymore.”
Domineering and cannot be refused.
Especially the unchanging expression on his face was too authoritative.
Lan Xixi just had a headache.
She knows very well that powerful people like them like to take money to thank you. If you don't accept it, you will think you have ulterior motives.
The reason why he is so domineering is simply because he wants to clear up the relationship.
"Okay, I promise you, but I won't go to the Presidential Palace. You can arrange a house for me for 23 days.
After I live here, you won’t owe me anything in the future, and I don’t need any thanks, just write it off.”
Write it off?
He is her sister, it is impossible in this life!
However, Fu Yiqian naturally would not say that he would cheat one step at a time and then count the other steps.
On that day, Lan Xixi was forced to move into a ten-story villa.
In the same community as the wedding house, it is a rare and priceless building.
"Xixi, you're awesome, what's going on here?" Jiang Duo'er stood inside admiring it, almost dazzled by the luxurious decoration.
Lan Xixi had no choice but to explain the whole story clearly.
"Damn it, you are actually the savior of the former President's wife and Mrs. Bo, Lan Jiao is so shameless!
Pretending to be you to give birth to a child, pretending to be you to save people, pretending to be you to donate a kidney, what else can't she do?
If she were still alive, I would tear her face apart!"
Jiang Duoer was filled with indignation.
Lan Xixi was naturally angry too.
But the person is dead, and she doesn't want to worry about it anymore: "Forget it, don't be angry about a dead bad guy. Let's see which room we live in and don't break anything."
"Uh-huh."
The two girls went upstairs and wanted to choose a small room.
Where do you think...
"Miss Xixi, the prince allows you to stay in this room."
"Miss Xixi, these are the latest limited edition clothes and bags of the season. You and your friends have them."
"Miss Xixi, this is the most luxurious skin care product. If you are not used to it, please try another brand."
"..."
Hundreds of luxury items are placed in the largest master bedroom.
Just any slipper is worth five to six thousand!
Lan Xixi: "..."
She knew Fu Yiqian wanted to thank him, but there was no need to do so, right?
"Xixi, tell me, does the Crown Prince really like you?" Jiang Duoer asked quietly.
"Don't talk nonsense." Lan Xixi denied again, but she was already confused.
She always felt that something was wrong...
night.
Fu Yiqian came over again and asked in a friendly manner: "How was your stay? If you are not satisfied, feel free to mention it."
Lan Xixi said truthfully: "I live very well. I have never lived in such a luxurious house since I was a child, and I have never used such good things. Thank you, Prince." She said this because she hoped that he would think that she was very satisfied and would no longer use it.
To waste the rest.
Without thinking, Fu Yiqian said softly: "That's good, enjoy the days of being pampered more, and don't get lost in a certain man's money."
The words are strange and full of meaning.
Lan Xixi frowned.
On the side, Jiang Duoer couldn't help but ask: "Prince, are you talking about Master Jiu? Master Jiu is very good to Xixi! Xixi is not deceived by money and status."
"Really?" Fu Yiqian asked.
He expressed his analysis: "Xixi, you have worked hard and had difficult conditions since you were a child. After you arrived at the Imperial City, you suffered all the hardships and torture from the Lan family.
In those sad days, when Bo Zhanye gave you a little care and attention, you thought it was the best candy, and you fell in love with him and liked him.
Are you sure that's love?"
Lan Xixi was startled.
Fu Yiqian added: "Imagine it, if you were a rich princess who lived in the Presidential Palace since you were a child, well-dressed and well-fed, loved and favored, you would meet so many outstanding men, the worst ones being the young master from a financial family, or the god of war who dominates the battlefield.