1983: C1983 You Hurt Each Other

C1983 You Hurt Each Other

Yi Lanyou told Zhang Ya about her and Long Tianqi's guesses.

"In other words, there is a conspiracy behind this?" Zhang Ya also reacted this time.

"Our guess is like this. " Yi Lanyou said, "We still have time now. If we can break this conspiracy before the engagement of the Wan and Cheng families, and even find out the mastermind behind it, then Wan Xinghao will. . . "

"Then Wan Xinghao will temporarily. . . He won't be getting engaged. " Zhang Ya smiled and said.

. . . "" Yi Lanyou choked and held Zhang Ya's hand, "Zhang Ya. . . "

"It's nothing much. " Zhang Ya shook her head and said," This matter is beneficial to the Wan Family. I am very happy to be able to contribute to the Wan Family. This is enough. " After a pause, Zhang Ya said, "It is impossible for Wan Xinghao and I to. . . "

"Let's change the topic. " Yi Lanyou did not want to see Zhang Ya deliberately suppressing her pain and pretending to smile again. "How many dowry do you think I need to prepare for Xiang Jiu'er to marry out?"

"About this. . . " Zhang Ya knew that Yi Lanyou wanted to make her mood a little better, so she smiled and said, "With regards to Jiu Er's appetite. . . You really have to work hard. "

"I think so too. " Yi Lanyou smiled and said.

"Haha. " Zhang Ya also smiled.

At the same time, Xiang Jiu'er stayed at the snack bar on the first floor. She held her phone and her heart was pounding.

A dowry?

Her dowry?

She would only need a dowry if she wanted to marry out. . .

Then who would she marry? How much dowry would she need?

The more Xiang Jiu'er thought about it, the more confused she became. She picked up her phone and dialed Yuan Hui's number. "Hello? Mom, are you busy?"

"No, I'm having afternoon tea. " Yuan Hui picked up the cup and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mom, tell me. . . " Xiang Jiu'er asked, "How much dowry do you think I need?"

"Pffft. . . " The water that Yuan Hui just drank sprayed out like water.

"En?" Xiang Jiu'er was stunned, "Mom? What's wrong?"

"No, nothing. . . " Yuan Hui picked up the handkerchief beside her and wiped the corner of her mouth, "You. . . Are you getting married?"

"No, no. " Xiang Jiu'er immediately said, "Just asking, casually asking. "

"Then you want to get married?" Yuan Hui asked, "Did you see Youyou getting engaged, so. . . "

"No. " The more she spoke, the more embarrassed she became. Xiang Jiu'er did not want to continue the conversation, "Mom, I have to work. No more talking. Bye bye. Oh right. Help me tell Xuan Zhu that I miss him. Bye bye! "

After saying this, Xiang Jiu'er immediately hung up the phone and took a deep breath.

No matter what, it was still a bit embarrassing to talk about this with the elders. Why not talk to the same age?

Xiang Jiu'er thought about it and finally decided to call Wang Xiaoman. Just as she was about to press the call button, a call came in. Xiang Jiu'er also pressed the answer button, "Don't speak first. I don't have any other meaning but to ask you something. "

. . . ""

"Xiaoman, how many dowry do you think I need to prepare?" Xiang Jiu'er always felt that people like her who did not have any job skills would eat a lot. She estimated that she would not be able to save much money to use as dowry.

. . . ""

"Hello? Speak. " Xiang Jiu'er heard Wang Xiaoman did not reply and asked again, "Xiaoman? You. . . "

"If you want to get married, I don't want your dowry. How about we talk about the betrothal gifts?" On the other side of the phone was a magnetic male voice.

. . . "" This familiar male voice made Xiang Jiu'er's face instantly turn red. She picked up the phone to take a look and saw that the caller's name was [Dog Family's Lei].

"Hello?" Lei Liting held the phone and the corner of his mouth rose. "What is it?"

[Wrong number. . . ] Xiang Jiu'er realized this problem and immediately hung up the phone.

[Dudu, dudu. . . ] The busy tone on the phone made Lei Liting slightly squint his eyes. "Are you shy?"

At the same time, Xiang Jiu'er knocked her head on the bar counter without stopping.

[Pah, Pah, Pah]

"Are you maiming yourself?" Wang Hongfei was about to give himself a sip of his coffee when he saw Xiang Jiu'er's reaction.

"Wang Hongfei, I made a wrong call just now. You said that after I threw my phone away, I pretended I lost my phone. I didn't make the call just now. Do you think he would believe you? " Xiang Jiu'er looked at Wang Hongfei and asked weakly.

"Uh. . . " Wang Hongfei did not know how to answer.

"No, no, no. If not, we would have been robbed. But if that was the case. . . Wouldn't it be better to get some injuries on your body? Where's the knife? If you give me a knife, I'll stab myself in the knife and it'll be more convincing. . . No, no, no, it's better to stab myself in the knife twice. " Xiang Jiu'er was immersed in the small theater in her mind.

"This must be a very heavy phone call. " Wang Hongfei blinked and sighed. "What did you say on the phone?"

"You better not ask. . . " Xiang Jiu'er did not want to mention it.

"Uh. . . Sorry. " Wang Hongfei also felt that it was better not to ask.

The air suddenly became heavy.

"Well," Wang Hongfei said with the coffee in his hand. "If you accidentally caused some misunderstanding, just tell me clearly. You are so cute, the other party will forgive you. "

"Really?" "What if it is a very shameful misunderstanding?" Xiang Jiu'er asked.

"It does not matter. It is good that you have said it. If you really do not want to say it, then let time diminish everything. " Wang Hongfei opened the coffee and took a sip.

"Wang Hongfei, you are like an angel!" Xiang Jiu'er nodded and said, "It seems like I have rejected a super good man!"

"Er. . . " Wang Hongfei's heart also became heavy. "You don't have to mention this matter anymore. "

"Sorry. . . " Xiang Jiu'er also realized that she said something wrong and stuck out her tongue.

"What are the two of you doing?" Tu Xiaofei came over and asked curiously.

"That. . . " Wang Hongfei said, "They are probably hurting each other. . . "

"Xiang Jiu'er pursed her lips.

"Huh?" Tu Xiaofei was at a loss. Were they hurting each other?

What the hell was this?

Night fell. Feng Yingshu stood in the living room and helped Long Hanmo straighten his bow tie. She said, "That's enough. "

"Yes, sir. " Long Hanmo nodded.

"Uncle and auntie, you guys are so close. " Fei Jiayang, who was sitting on the sofa, had an envious look on his face.

"You are already so old. I am sorry to hear you say that. " Feng Yingshu smiled and said.1

"Haha. " Long Hanmo also smiled and did not deny it. Perhaps it was because he was about to have dinner with Long Tianqi, but Long Hanmo looked like he was in good spirits.

"Uncle and auntie, why don't I not go tonight?" Fei Jiayang said, "I am a little embarrassed. "

"What is there to be embarrassed about?" Feng Yingshu smiled and said, "My son and his friend are the same age as you. You young people have common topics to talk about. "

"That. . . Alright then. . . " Fei Jiayang nodded.

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