844: C844 Tang Anxi's Plan

C844 Tang Anxi's Plan

"Uh, I. . . "

Tang Anxi's face turned red.

Lee Yun gave her money, but why did it seem like she had become the little honey that Lee Yun had contracted?

Although she was also willing to give Little Mi money as long as the other party was Lee Yun.

"Take it. " Seeing that Tang Anxi was a little embarrassed, Lee Yun smiled. "I scared you tonight. This small amount of money is considered to be a shock fee. Alright, it's not early anymore. Go back and sleep. We have to go back too. "

. . . "Alright. "

Tang Anxi pursed her lips and agreed, but she dawdled and refused to leave. After a long time, she asked softly with a red face, "Lee Yun, can I take your phone and Weixin?"

"Sure!"

Lee Yun agreed readily this time. Although there was a high chance that the Six Tao Devil Sect would not come and find trouble with Tang Anxi, just in case, Lee Yun still gave her phone number.

"Thank you, thank you, Lee Yun!"

After saving Lee Yun's number, Tang Anxi held her phone tightly and bowed deeply to Lee Yun. Then she said see you next time, and ran upstairs.

She knew that she would definitely be able to see Lee Yun next time, but if she wanted to truly stand by his side, Tang Anxi still needed to do more.

At least, she was more outstanding than before. Not to say that she could not compare to Fann Qingsheng, but she had to at least become a student of a famous university, or debut and become a first-rate star. . .

A plan slowly formed in Tang Anxi's heart. With the three million that Lee Yun gave her and the two hundred thousand that she earned from working previously, she was 80% confident that she could realize her plan!

"Let's go too. "

Watching Tang Anxi's petite figure disappear into the corridor, Lee Yun turned his head and said to Fann Qingsheng. The latter did not say anything and followed him away.

"She likes you very much. "

After walking for a distance, Fann Qingsheng suddenly opened her mouth to speak, startling Lee Yun. He was somewhat curious why she was interested in this topic.

"Maybe. "

Lee Yun hesitated for a moment and said, "Ann Xi's background is not good. I just appeared at the right time and coincidentally helped her, causing her to have a good impression of me. But in fact, she does not know much about me, and I do not know much about her. So this matter can only be put aside for later. "

Fann Qingsheng followed him out of the neighborhood and stood in front of the jeep. After opening the car door in the back seat, she looked at Lee Yun and said, "I thought you saw one and loved one. "

After saying that, she entered the jeep, leaving Lee Yun dumbfounded.

"What does Qingsheng mean?"

"Wait, she is sitting in the back? Could it be. . . "

- -

There was no word along the way. Lee Yun took Fann Qingsheng back to the third residence. It was already eleven and a half in the evening. The lights were still on in the living room on the first floor of the house. Lee Yun and Fann Qingsheng had just gotten out of the car when they heard a surprised cheer.

"Ah, Holy Maiden, you are finally back!"

Little maidservant, who was wearing fluffy pajamas, ran out of the living room and ran to Fann Qingsheng's side. He grabbed her little hand and kept acting cute.

Since she was young, she had never left Holy Maiden's side for so long. The three hours just now made her feel as if she had lived a year.

"Lee Yun, you are back. "

The one who spoke was Gong Lianyi. She stood in front of the door and gave Lee Yun a gentle smile, as if she thought that her little wife had finally met her husband who had returned home.1

Lee Yun was touched. He walked over and quietly shook her little hand and asked, "Where is Qingyu? I already said not to wait for me. "

Gong Lianyi's face was slightly red as she softly said, "Since I can't sleep, I might as well wait in the living room. Qingyu did sleep but I let her sleep. "

"En, Qingyu is more obedient. "

"Hmph. . . That's right, should we go take a shower first? Or should we eat supper? Or rather, let's eat. . . Me first. "

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