502: C502 What's so Difficult about It

C502 What's so Difficult about It

This lazy and indifferent voice was particularly unique and eye-catching among the hundreds of criticisms.

Less than half a second after he finished speaking, over a hundred hostile gazes landed on Comely Youth.

"Meng Ran! Are you crazy!?"

Faang Qing and Wang Xiaofu, who were standing behind Meng Ran, looked at him like they were looking at a madman.

The faces of the two women, who were also exposed under hundreds of gazes, instantly turned pale.

Everyone present was an upper-class figure in Jiangzhou City. Once Meng Ran said these words, it was no doubt that he had become the common target of everyone.

Facing the angry and cold gazes of everyone, Faang Qing and Jiang Yufei could only feel their calves trembling. They did not even dare to breathe loudly, afraid that these people would shift their anger onto them.

"Whose family's child dares to cause trouble here?" Several unhappy voices sounded at the same time.

"I remember now. He just said that he was Soong Anqi's friend and it was Soong Anqi who invited him to this banquet!"

Looking at this young man dressed inappropriately in the upper class, almost instantly someone recognized Meng Ran.

At this moment, the surrounding people began to mock and ridicule him one after another.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder you called this treasure a common item. It turns out that it is Soong Anqi's friend. You are not saying this because you are afraid that Soong Anqi cannot afford to pay the 90 million, right?"

"little brother, I see that you are wearing a shabby appearance. Have you never heard of so much money? Are you shocked?"

"Hahaha..."

In just an instant, the hall was filled with mocking and mocking laughter.

Even Mu Yuanhao and Lee Sichong shook their heads and laughed coldly when they saw this scene.

"I thought that it was some big shot who wanted to stand up for Soong Anqi, but it turns out that it was Soong Anqi's poor classmate. Speaking of which, Young Master Mu, you are really generous. You are even willing to destroy the 90 million necklace?"

Mu Yuanhao looked at the lonely figure who had lost his soul. He licked his scarlet tongue and said proudly, "I can afford to pay 200 million for playing with this pure goddess of Splendid Nation, not to mention 90 million!"

Lee Sichong laughed out loud when he heard this. He looked at the beautiful figure and his heart was burning with passion.

'This bastard! ' He didn't even look at what kind of occasion this was. 'How is he qualified to speak here!? ' In Faang Qing's heart, she had already scolded Meng Ran until he was spewing blood.

Facing the ridicule and disdain of hundreds of people, Meng Ran still had a calm expression on his face. He even poured wine for himself and drank leisurely.

beautiful girl, who was originally in a daze, heard that familiar voice and saw that delicate and pretty figure. She suddenly had the courage to rush forward and hug Meng Ran tightly.

She murmured with grievance, "Brother Meng Ran..."

Under Mu Yuanhao and Lee Sichong's cold and resentful eyes, Meng Ran gently hugged Soong Anqi and comforted her gently. "Alright, alright. Let Brother Meng Ran handle the rest of the matters."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person in charge of the feast, who was dressed in fine clothes, forced his way forward with an ashen face.

"You'll handle it? Little brother, may I ask how much you are worth? More than a hundred million?"

Meng Ran did not even look at the person in charge of the banquet who thought highly of himself. He gently wiped the tears from the corners of Soong Anqi's eyes and replied faintly.

"It is not up to you to ask if it is not over a hundred million."

"Good, good, good, good!" Being ignored by a young man in front of so many famous figures, the person in charge of the feast could no longer maintain his refined attitude and became furious.

"Do you know how many diamonds are embedded in this necklace?"

"Do you know how much time it took to design this necklace?"1

"Do you know how much this necklace is worth?"

With every word the person in charge of the banquet said, he took a step closer to Meng Ran. After three sentences, he was less than half a meter away from Meng Ran. He was like a high and mighty figure looking down at Meng Ran, who was sitting on the chair, and shouted angrily.

"You are just a little kid. You don't even know the true value of this necklace, and you still dare to boast shamelessly about dealing with it?!"

Facing the person in charge of the banquet, Meng Ran only smiled faintly.

"What does what you're saying have to do with me?"

"Isn't it just compensation? Why would it be difficult for me to compensate you?"

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