1789: C1789 A Warning from the Third Young Master Jun

C1789 A Warning from the Third Young Master Jun

Yang Siyu was now the Jun Family's Third Young Madame. Even if she was given a jar of guts, she would not dare to owe Yang Siyu any more money.

Siyu took the stack of money and counted twenty or so pieces. The rest was returned to Hsiao Hwa and said, "This is all the money you owe me. I will return the rest to you. It's mine. I want it. It's not mine. I won't take a single cent."

"There's no need. Siyu, just treat this money as interest."

Hsiao Hwa tried his best to decline, not wanting to take back the money.

"Take it!"

Yang Siyu shouted in a low voice. Hsiao Hwa quickly took the money and smiled embarrassingly. He looked at Yang Siyu and wanted to say something but stopped himself.

"Thank you for your warm hospitality, classmates. We have had enough food and drinks. Let's go first. Everyone, eat slowly and drink slowly."

Yang Siyu no longer paid attention to Hsiao Hwa and raised her voice to the classmates. She deliberately said to Yang Ruo, "Yang Ruo, let's eat together another day when we have time."

Yang Ruo picked up her bag and said, "I am also full. Siyu, let's go together."

There were so many classmates present, so it was her and Yang Siyu who had the best relationship. Siyu was willing to give her face and this was to look up to her. But once Siyu left, these students who were very realistically philistine would surround her until not even a drop of water could leak out.

Yang Ruo was really not used to it and did not like that.

"That's fine too."

Yang Siyu pulled Jun Zhao out.

When they passed by Zhao Mingbo, Jun Zhao stopped.

"Director Zhao."

"I dare not. Third Young Master, please call me Mingbo."

Zhao Mingbo's expression didn't look good, but his attitude towards Jun Zhao was really respectful.

He no longer had any arrogance.

There was no longer any ridicule.

Tonight, Zhao Mingbo was also given a lively social class.

In the outside world, one should not judge a book by its cover. One should not look down on others. Otherwise, it would be very ugly to hit the board.

Not all of the people in suits and suits were big bosses. Not all of the people in slippers and cycling outside were paupers.

Some people liked to show off when they had some money.

Some people, no matter how rich they were, lived a low-profile life.

Therefore, judging a book by its cover and looking down on others, it was easy to accidentally offend someone that they could not afford to offend.

"Director Zhao, you like my Siyu?"

Zhao Mingbo said, "Third Young Master, I, I like Siyu... No, no, no. I, I don't like Siyu anymore. Don't worry. I will never have any ideas about Siyu. "

Now, how could he dare to think about Yang Siyu?

He only hoped that Third Young Master Jun would not suppress his company.

If the Jun's were to make a move on the small company that he had just gotten up from, it would not even take a month for it to close down and be filled with debts.

"I don't care whether you are sincere or not. Yang Siyu is Jun Zhao's wife. Whoever dares to have designs on her and snatch my woman, don't blame me for being rude to him!"2

Don't think that he had a good temper and was easy to bully.

He also had a temper and a bottom line.

If he triggered his reverse scale, he could also pierce the heavens.

"I don't dare, I don't dare, I don't dare."

Zhao Mingbo was so scared that he said three times in a row, I dare not.

Those people who originally wanted to help Zhao Mingbo plot against Yang Siyu tonight all thought that it was really dangerous.

They were almost going to attack.

Fortunately, Secretary Ming came.

Only now did they know that Yang Siyu's husband was the third young master of Jun Family.

If they made a big mistake and angered Third Young Master Jun, offending the Jun Family, they really wouldn't know how they would die.

"Wife, let's go home. No, I'll take you to the jewelry store to pick a few sets of jewelry. My wife can only wear the diamond ring I gave her."

Hsiao Hwa's actions just now gave Jun Zhao a good excuse to give him gifts.

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