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Chapter 510 Add a WeChat?

I never thought about attending the dinner because she has not appeared in public for many years.

Losing confidence to appear in front of the media.

"Mom." Li Mi looked at her and sent a sincere invitation, "Go, let's go together."

Jing Zhixia raised her eyes to meet her daughter-in-law's gaze. She realized that she had no mask and had recovered from the burns.

Li Mi said, "Zhan Zhan and Duoduo are also there. It's great that the family will take this opportunity to show off. As for the banquet at their own home, just like to support you. The media is also looking forward to your appearance."

The last time she made her public appearance was at the wedding. She was so angry that she turned around and left. The scene was too chaotic and the media didn't take pictures of her at all.

So the outside world has been stuck in the fire about Kyoshi's recent situation.

"I..." she was thinking, "Do you think I need to go?"

"Yes!" Li Mi's lips raised, "It's only if you are complete."

Jing Zhixia looked at her son sitting opposite her uncertainly. Jingting's eyes were soft, and he nodded.

"Then go." Kyung Zhixia was also very happy.

Things were decided so.

Today's dinner was very pleasant, all of which were simple home-cooked dishes, but full of happiness, which turned out to be the taste of home.

night.

Mo Fan got off work, and he drove home and his cell phone rang.

He held the steering wheel in one hand and took out his cell phone in the other hand to show that it was an unfamiliar number. He connected, "Hey."

"When will you get off work?" Han Jiamei's voice came over.

"On the way back," he asked, "How come you have my number?"

"I called Jingting to ask," she replied, and then said to him, "I want to drink banana milk. Please bring me some more fruits? Come back and transfer money to you, thank you!"

Without waiting for Mo Fan to answer, she hung up the phone, fearing that he would refuse.

Mo Fan put out his cell phone and drove seriously, his face very calm.

About ten minutes later.

In a light luxury apartment, the fingerprint lock was successfully verified and the entrance door was opened.

Han Jiamei in the living room saw Mo Fan coming in with two bags, "Thank you, thank you!" She hurriedly met her.

He happily took the bag from him, "How much do these cost?"

"The receipt is in the bag, you can see it yourself." Mo Fan took off his horse clip and hung it on the clothes hanger, and then went to wash his hands.

After he finished washing his hands, Han Jiamei handed him a bottle of banana milk, "I'll treat you to you!"

Mo Fan reached out to take it.

She took another bottle and unscrewed the lid, took a sip and came over with her phone, "Please add WeChat? Why isn't it a phone number? Can't search it."

"There are too many people searching for phone numbers." Mo Fan replied lightly, "WeChat is a very personal thing, and I don't want to be disturbed by too many people."

"I understand." She nodded, "Minimalism! If I don't bother, I will transfer the money for you and pay the rent, otherwise I will not live in peace."

She wouldn't be at ease?

Mo Fan clicked on the QR code, Han Jiamei scanned the code and added WeChat.

First, he transferred the milk and fruit money to him according to the amount on the receipt, and then asked him, "How much is the rent?"

Mo Fan looked at her seriously, "What do you think?" He really planned to turn around?

"My parents come back next month, and I will have to stay for about twenty or thirty days. Is 10,000 enough?"

Is Mo Fan like a person short of money? He didn't answer, but just looked at her for a moment.

"Not enough? Then how much do you say?" Han Jiamei blinked Shui Ling's eyes and said with a smile, "I will never bargain with you!"

Mo Fan lowered his eyes, his eyes around the floor, and his eyes finally fell on that place, "What did I tell you in the morning?"

"What do you say?" she was confused and he was silent.

Following his eyes, Han Jiamei saw a strand of hair and suddenly remembered his morning words, "I've clearly cleaned up!" She felt unbelievable and quickly squatted down and picked it up.

"I don't want women's hair to be seen everywhere in my territory." Mo Fan emphasized again, "If you can't do it, it's useless to give a lot of rent."


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