: Lack of money in your life

Author: Cold-faced Ruoxi

: Lack of money in your life

Looking at the latest news from last time, I was still stuck with the employee training.

Lu Qingye clicked on the input method and thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't get a complete sentence even after deleting and modifying it.

In the huge living room, there was no noise at this time.

Meng Chuyuan and Lin Youjuan looked at each other for a long time, and both seemed to be waiting for each other to speak.

After a while, Lin Youjuan couldn't help but speak: "Fortunately, I called the phone in time. If it was later, the little pussy might have fallen asleep."

"..." It's really my mother. She's willing to disturb her son's rest after so late.

Facing Lin Youjuan's angry look, Meng Chuyuan tugged the corners of her mouth and showed an awkward smile.

Just then, Meng Chuyuan's cell phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

"Let's see who is looking for you?" Lin Youjuan sat closer. She also heard the vibration just now. She was curious if the phone call was just now working.

Seeing Lin Youjuan looking expectant, Meng Chuyuan touched her hand and took out her cell phone in her pocket.

"Let's take a look." Meng Chuyuan unlocked his phone and soon saw the WeChat message sent by Lu Qingye.

Lin Youjuan was a little anxious. She stretched her neck and her eyes fell on Meng Chuyuan's mobile phone screen. She happened to see Lu Qingye's WeChat avatar, but the news at the red dot happened to be blocked by Meng Chuyuan's hand.

"What did he say?"

Meng Chuyuan clicked on the chat page, looked down at the message from the dialog box, and read it calmly: "I used the scarf, it's not bad, it's quite warm, thank you."

I don’t know if Meng Chuyuan was unconscious or if this was not expressed properly, Lin Youjuan’s eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment and asked in surprise: “Is this gone?”

"It's gone."

Lin Youjuan suddenly came up and took Meng Chuyuan's cell phone away: "I'll do it."

Meng Chuyuan: “…”

She thought that Lin Youjuan would not say anything too much, so she let her go.

After a while, Lin Youjuan returned her phone after editing the message.

Meng Chuyuan took back his phone, subconsciously lowered his eyes and looked at the chat records, but found that the message Lin Youjuan just sent was: [That's it? I knitted a scarf with one stitch and one thread. Is it that you don't have such an evaluation and thank you?]

“…”

Seeing the other party being inputted by the other party, Meng Chuyuan raised his eyes slightly and turned his eyes to the initiator of the matter.

Lin Youjuan's face was not blushing, and she was even proud of her heart: "I made it up by imitating your speaking style, and he couldn't tell."

This is indeed something she can say.

However, this scarf was not specially made for Lu Qingye. Seeing the message Lin Youjuan sent out, Meng Chuyuan felt a little guilty inexplicably.

If she told Lu Qingye the truth now, what would it be like?

Lu Qingye thought carefully on the other end of his phone and then edited the complete message: [It's also. My fault]

After reading the brief message, Meng Chuyuan thought it would be over here and there was no follow-up.

As a result, before a minute passed, she received news of a large bank transfer, and another 20 million was added to her card.

When Meng Chuyuan saw that the name of the sender of the message was Lu Qingye, she returned to the WeChat chat page and slowly called a question mark.

Lu Qingye: [I thought about it carefully... I don’t know what you need, you can take this money and buy whatever you want]

He customized a silk scarf some time ago, and he could almost go to the store to pick it up in two days.

When he wanted to keep the silk scarf and return to China, he told her in person, so he thought of giving her some money first.

This marriage started at a time, but also caused by his negligence and inadequate consideration.

Meng Chuyuan raised his eyebrows lightly, and his slender and fair fingers were typing on the phone keyboard: [You already know what I need]

Lu Qingye was confused when he saw it: [?]

Meng Chuyuan said frankly: [I am short of money in my life]

"..." The man leaned against the bedside, glimpsed the latest news popping up on the phone screen, and a faint coldness appeared in his deep eyes.

He knew Meng Chuyuan's personality very well. Whether in terms of words or behavior, she could always feel casual.

She never knows how to restrain herself by telling the truth.

Lu Qingye raised his eyelids slightly, and responded in her tone: [Is it still missing?]

As a result, after he sent this message, Meng Chuyuan had not replied for a long time.

At this time, Lin Youjuan came to Meng Chuyuan to ask for follow-up, and the two started chatting, ignoring the other end of Lu Qingye who was waiting to sleep late at night.

"How is it?" Lin Youjuan leaned over and took a look, and saw the message sent by Lu Qingye, "Has he transferred money to you?"

"Um."

"How many have you turned? There are no thousands of people asking him to send the scarf back."

"Yes, tens of millions." Lu Qingye started with tens of millions every time he gave her money.

Lin Youjuan nodded lightly: "This is almost the same."

Meng Chuyuan didn't expect Lin Youjuan to be so gossipy and was quite good at cheating people.

When Meng Chuyuan remembered to reply to the news, it was already half an hour later.

After reading the message from Lu Qingye, she felt that half an hour was enough to make him fall asleep, so she did not reply.

Little did he know that Lu Qingye was still waiting for news and did not even lie down on the bed.

Ten minutes later, the screen was lit up by him for many times, and the last time he was wiped out his patience.

Lu Qingye called directly with a phone call.

Meng Chuyuan just returned to the bedroom and was about to pack her luggage. She went to record a variety show tomorrow. As soon as she opened the zipper of the suitcase, the phone rang.

She was forced to stop cleaning and picked up the cell phone on the table and glanced at it.

Meng Chuyuan was a little surprised when she saw the notes on the caller ID. She raised her hand and struck the receiver to the side where she answered.

Meng Chuyuan clamped his phone between his cheek and shoulders, pushed open the cabinet in the cloakroom, and spoke: "Why haven't you been sleeping yet?"

"Why don't you reply to the message?" Lu Qingye's words spoke almost at the same time as her.

"What news?" She was busy packing her things at this moment, and had long forgotten the content of the last message he sent: "I thought you didn't reply after sleeping."

Then, a cold sound rang out over there, a little low: "I'm not asleep."

"If I remember correctly, you're almost one in the morning, right? Aren't you sleepy?"

She remembered that Lu Qingye was going to sleep, but was delayed by her mother's phone call.

Lu Qingye: "Not sleepy."

He has always been the only news about his reincarnation, and he has never waited for other people's reply. He did not expect that the waiting would be so painful.

He couldn't help it just now and had to call.

Meng Chuyuan said lightly and said calmly: "Because I didn't reply to your message?"

At present, this is all she could think of, and she subconsciously blurted out.

"..." Suddenly, Lu Qingye's heart skipped a beat.

Is it that obvious?

While Lu Qingye didn't speak, Meng Chuyuan picked up his phone and flipped the last chat record.
Chapter completed!