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Chapter 77

"Yes, who doesn't know that no matter where Sister Yuerong's son Jiahua goes, he is the only male protagonist. You two are really shameless."

"That's right, even Mu Han looked at Jiahua with a different look. Your son, Lazy Toad, also wants to eat swan meat? He doesn't go back and look in the mirror!"

Zhuang Yuerong shook the goblet in her hand and smiled contemptuously: "I heard that, this is not a place where people like you can come."

"Whoever brought money with you? They gave each of them 50,000 yuan. Send them away. I will talk about it, old man."

Immediately, a noble lady threw a bank card on the ground and said, "Here, there is 150,000 yuan inside. It's considered to be a purchase of clothes for you. Let's go, don't be embarrassed here."

Angry, Yang Jianjun only felt a stream of qi and blood rushing towards his forehead.

This is humiliation, a humiliation with money!

He clenched his fists and almost clenched his teeth, but he knew he could not leave. Once he left, with Yang Ling's temper, he would definitely have a quarrel with the Liu family.

This is the Liu family, not a joke!

Wang Yueju's face turned pale, and tears were faintly covered in her eyes.

The movement here naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding people, and many people surrounded him. After learning the whole story, not many people sympathized with Yang Jianjun and the others, but showed contempt.

This is a banquet for upper-class people. In the eyes of these people, these two ordinary people are not qualified to come to this place.

Yan Xing is also here, but he participated as a staff member. As one of the few people who know Yang Ling’s true identity and strength, he did not get in. It was useless to get in. Instead, he had already shot all this into a video and sent it to Yang Ling one by one.

In the field, seeing Yang Jianjun and his wife not moving, Zhuang Yuerong sneered: "Why, I think it's too little?"

She shouted: "Who of you brought the money? Give them the money and then it's fine to my account."

Zhuang Yuerong is the eldest daughter of Mr. Liu's wife, and she is closer to the Liu family. It is considered that Liu Muhan and her son Jiahua are cousins.

In addition to this, Zhuang Yuerong's husband runs a real estate company with a property of more than one billion people, and she still speaks very well.

When everyone heard this, someone immediately threw a bank card on the ground and sneered: "Twenty thousand yuan inside, take it to the flowers."

Someone took the lead, and everyone threw out their bank cards, and both of them mocked Yang Jianjun and the others in their words and actions.

Zhuang Yuerong looked at all this with a sneer and said, "Is this enough?"

"You must be self-aware. Your Yangling is a toad. Such a inferior animal should stay in the sewer forever. How can you get involved in the noble swan?"

"Even if you stay together, it is a blasphemy against the swans. Do you understand?"

Her voice gradually became sharp: "Why don't you get out of here with the money!"

Yang Jianjun suddenly stood up, his eyes red, and he shouted angrily: "My Xiaoling is not a leper..."

Before he could finish his words, an explosion suddenly came from the door!

"Boom!"

The villa gate flew in directly and knocked down a table and chair. Everyone was shocked and looked at the door. They saw a young man in ordinary clothes and cold eyes standing there!

"Yang Ling!"
Chapter completed!
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