Yan Chenjing stood up, lowered his head and put his head on Xinduo's head. Yu Xinduo flattened her mouth pitifully and let out a sob.
"Husband, I want to go home."
"Okay, let's go home," Yan Chenjing stood up, carefully picked up the woman in his arms, and covered her with his suit.
Just when the man was about to say something else, he suddenly interrupted him.
"I don't want to say anything more to you. I'll let my lawyer talk to you. I have more money than I can spend, and I don't need you to give it."
"Also," he sneered, staring at the young man with disdain on his face.
"He, this time, even if he doesn't die, I will put him in jail."
He strode out, but the young man still snorted, making it clear that he didn't take others seriously.
Just after they left, the young man was still snorting, "What the hell? Who do you think you are? Money is like dirt. When a pile of money is placed in front of him, let's see if he can bear it. Ten thousand
No, I'll give you 20,000, but 20,000 is not enough, 100,000 is always enough, right?"
"The dead one is only worth 500,000 yuan. Isn't 100,000 yuan enough to buy her leg?"
The man was sitting helplessly on the rest chair.
"Xiao An, you have caused a big disaster."
"I'm in trouble every day," the young man said as he was about to leave. "Anyway, you just need to help me settle things."
"It can't be settled this time," the man suddenly laughed out loud, causing the young man's face to freeze. "You can't even settle this matter. What else will my father ask you to do? What will you do with so much money? It's all for nothing."
eat?"
The man smiled bitterly, stood up and walked towards the boy,
"Xiao An, Xiao An, I told you, you should be more careful when doing things in the future. Your family is not the only one with power."
But the young man still looked confident. What happened? He just accidentally happened.
And his unrepentant look made the man laugh almost mockingly.
"Xiao An, do you know how much that man's suit costs?"
The young man looked bored and said, "How much is it worth? A few hundred would be enough."
"A few hundred?" The man's smile turned cold. "That's a pure Italian handmade suit. It costs more than one million a piece, not to mention his tie, his leather shoes, and his watch. They cost several million each."
The necklace around your neck costs tens of thousands of yuan, but you can’t even buy a button from someone else.”
"Xiao An, you said this man's clothes are worth millions. How much money can you give to calm people down?"
"This man's identity is definitely not as simple as those cats and dogs. Every word, every sentence, and every expression of his is filled with habitual commands. This shows that this man is used to giving orders to others."
A cold sweat fell on the young man's forehead. This was when he remembered what the man said before leaving.
Even if he is not dead, he still has to live in the New Year. No, he is only twenty years old, he doesn't want to live in the New Year.
"Uncle Chen, you must help me," he was scared now, really scared.
But the man just smiled bitterly. The more he smiled, the more bitter he became. He couldn't use money to solve the problem. For them, something really happened.