Chapter 1: Throwing money

Chapter 1: Throwing money

As soon as these words came out, Yu's father and Yu's mother paused, and Yu Xing raised his brows slightly with obvious surprise.

"You want a tutor?"

Yu Mian pursed her lips lightly, her fair cheeks flushed slightly, a little embarrassed: "I missed a lot of classes before... I want to make up for what is behind."

Indeed, she missed so many classes that the school even called him. Yu Xing quickly calmed down, and was about to nod his head in agreement, when Mrs. Yu put down her chopsticks and made a sound.

Glancing at his son with resentment, he asked his daughter with concern, "Mianmian, why don't you tell your mother if you want to find a tutor to make up lessons? If you have anything to do in the future, just tell your parents, don't hold it in your heart." what."

Hearing her mother's caring but jealous tone, Yu Mian couldn't help but frowned, and said softly, "I was going to tell you, brother, I'll tell you first."

"Okay, let your brother do it for you." Yu's father made a final decision, then turned to look at Yu Xing, and ordered, "Did you hear what your sister said clearly? It just so happens that Mianmian has asked for leave these days, so I can find someone from their school If you come with the same major, you will be able to teach the same thing.”

Yu Xing nodded, his voice was still cold and without warmth, his expression was indifferent, "Got it."

"I'm done eating." After finishing speaking, he got up straight away from the table and walked out of the restaurant without looking back. The man's tall figure exuded an air of indifference that no one should enter, and disappeared around the corner behind the door.

Yu Mian watched him walk away, her eyes followed his back unconsciously, her eyes were a little confused. After getting along with each other, she realized that Yu Xing was not as scary as the original body remembered, but he was indeed very cold and unapproachable. Her wish for a brother who dotes on her younger sister was shattered according to the current situation.

Mrs. Yu thought that she was feeling lost and awakened from her indifferent attitude, so she stepped forward to comfort her and said, "Mianmian, your brother is just such a quiet person, don't look at him like an ice cube every day, in fact, brother I love you so much, baby, don't think too much."

Hearing this, Yu Mian shook her head, bent her eyes and smiled, "It's okay mom, I know all about it."

To say how much Yu Xing loves her, Yu Mian really doesn't see it, at most it's because of her brother's responsibility.

Moreover, the former original body's character was indeed a little bad. Yu Mian only recalled it a little bit, and felt that sometimes she did things too much, so she could understand this brother's attitude very well.

If it were her, she wouldn't like a "selfish" sister very much.

One of the reasons why Yuanshen resented her family was because she felt that her parents and elder brother were living in the city, leaving her alone in her hometown to suffer.

Later, she was taken back to Yu's house, and seeing her parents and elder brother who had accumulated a lot of wealth and became rich, she became more convinced of her own ideas, and her psychology became extremely unbalanced.

But as long as people with normal thinking can more or less understand the difficulties of starting a business, Yu Mian looked at these memories from another angle, and only felt that what Yu's father and mother did at the beginning was actually a kind of protection for the original body .

After dinner, Yu Mian accompanied Mrs. Yu to watch TV for a while, and when the time was almost up, she was going back to her room to rest.

Mrs. Yu asked her to go to the kitchen to drink a glass of milk before leaving. Yu Mian finished it obediently, then poured another glass and carried her up the stairs.

"Do you want to serve it to your brother?" Madam Yu saw her intention at a glance, and said with a smile, "My brother never drinks milk at night, you can bring him a cup of coffee."

Being told that she was thinking carefully, Yu Mian blushed in embarrassment and said, "Drink milk to help you sleep at night, and you won't be able to fall asleep if you drink coffee."

She took the cup and walked slowly outside Yu Xing's room, raised a hand and knocked on the door, the door was quiet, after three seconds there was no response, she raised her hand again and knocked twice.

Slight footsteps gradually approached, and the next second the door opened, Yu Xing seemed to have just taken a shower, his suit was changed into a gray silk pajamas, his black hair was wet and dripping.

The door was ajar, and he stood inside, not intending to let her in at all. He glanced at her, his black eyes soaked in water, but his eyes were still cold.

"doing what."

Yu Mian didn't care about his estranged posture, and carefully held up the slightly hot glass, smiling softly: "Brother, drinking a glass of milk before going to bed can help you sleep."

"I don't drink milk."

"Ah... Then, then I..."

Even though she had expected it, Yu Mian was still at a loss, stuttering and not knowing what to say.

Yu Xing's voice was as cold as his own, without any warmth: "Take it away."

"Okay, okay...good night brother, sweet dreams."

The girl's hand holding the milk cup dropped slightly, and her little head lowered in frustration. Yu Xing was much taller than her, and she could clearly see her small lips, as rosy and tender as two rose petals, licking out a trace of grievance. Slight arc.

Yu Xing didn't speak any more, Yu Mian was silent for a moment, as if thinking of something, she brought the cup to her mouth, gulped down the milk in one gulp.

Even though he was calm and rational, he still had doubts about her unexpected behavior at this moment, and couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

The girl raised her small face, and there was a circle of white milk stains on her lips. She blinked twice, her long eyelashes fluttering, and said in a natural tone: "If brother doesn't drink, you can't waste it. I'll just drink it." I'll drink it for you."

What he said was quite reasonable, but he had nothing to say. Seeing Yu Mian turned to leave, Yu Xing suddenly called her to stop: "Wait a minute."

Yu Mian stopped in her tracks, looking at him with a pair of bright eyes that were as clear as water, with slight doubts.

The figure of the man disappeared behind the door, and he came back after a while, holding a bank card in his hand, "This is my secondary card, you have pocket money, and tell me if you need anything."

There was a chill in her hands, Yu Mian lowered her head in a daze, looked at the card in her palm, and then raised her head to look at her brother with a calm expression, her gaze slowly became dull.

Is this how wealthy families are? Send a bank card if you disagree?

"...Why did you give me the card?"

"You are my sister."

Yu Xing's expression was calm, and it didn't look like he was on a whim.

In fact, he had prepared this card long ago, but before Yu Mianmian spent money without restraint, he liked to spend a lot of money on small stars in the entertainment circle, and his personality was not very good for him, so Yu Xing always Did not give her.

Now that Yu Mian has changed his temper and finally looks like a younger sister, Yu Xing thought about it again.

Holding the card, Yu Mian returned to her room as if sleepwalking, rolled on the bed for a while, and finally regained her composure.

In essence, Yu Mian, who only has the mentality of a small citizen, came to his senses and his first reaction was to take out his mobile phone and use the bank app to check the amount of this card. The results of the investigation showed that the usage limit of this card was limited to less than 10 million.

In other words, it was equivalent to having 10 million yuan at once! ?

The ordinary citizen Yu Mian was dumbfounded. She originally thought that the Yu family started their own business and made a fortune in less than ten years. No matter how rich they were, they would not have a lot of money. Now it seems that she was wrong. Look at the big hand of brother Yu Xing, How arrogant it is to be able to give her 10 million pocket money at will.

Thinking about it this way, a thought suddenly popped up in Yu Mian's mind, since Yu Xing was so generous, and thinking about Mrs. Yu's courage to let her throw away all the clothes and buy them again, Yu Mian himself should have a small treasury.

After all, her parents will deposit money into her account every month, and it is not often seen that she does not have enough money to spend.

Thinking of this, she immediately went to check Yuan's bank account again, and was dazzled by a long list of casual people.

Yu Mian's tender white fingertips poked the screen to count: "One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million... 11.59 million... .”

At the end of the count, the petite girl lying on the bed opened her eyes wider and wider, the light in her eyes became brighter and brighter, and a radiant look burst out on her palm-sized face.

She couldn't help muttering to herself: "I have so much money... can I spend money deeply?"

Due to financial poverty, Yu Mian has always had a regret that she couldn't spend money on idols.

For example, when Lin Jianshen performed a new movie, she usually would not buy a ticket to watch the scene, but would only watch the VIP on the video software on her mobile phone afterwards. For example, Lin Jianshen’s only fan meeting was because the tickets were too expensive for her to buy never showed up...

There were too many things like this, which made her extremely disappointed. Unable to give financial support to idols, she can only send encouraging check-in cards every day, or organize a fan group, but these are just expressing her heart, and there is no real help at all.

Now that she has suddenly transformed into a little rich woman, she can finally spend money on her idol, making up for all the previous regrets, Yu Mian excitedly rolled on the bed several times.

If Yu Xing knows that although his sister has changed her core, she has not lost her way and is no longer a fan of little stars, and will continue to spend money on idols in the future, I wonder if he will regret it.

On the other side, in a certain studio in Beihai Film City, the lights dispelled the shadows of the night, and the noise of people coming and going in the studio was noisy.

The man still had his costume on, a black gold-rimmed gown with moiré patterns, his long black hair draped over his shoulders, and his brows were cold and sparse.

He walked down from the green screen, his face with makeup was as sharp as a knife and an axe, his facial features were three-dimensional and profound, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes seemed to be painted in ink, covering the distant mountains and distant stars.

He reached out to the assistant, his fingers were as long as jade: "Give me the phone."

Dai Zhong took out his mobile phone and handed over a water glass at the same time, jokingly said, "Why are you in such a hurry for a mobile phone? Who are you waiting for news from?"

Lin Jianshen didn't answer, and held the phone with one hand to slide the screen, took a sip from the water glass, and his Adam's apple with clear lines rolled slightly.

Click on Weibo with a clear goal, a red dot representing unread messages hangs brightly below, click in, and the other party's reply is displayed, which is very short and polite.

Kapok: Something happened a little bit, but I'm fine now, thank you for your concern.

The corners of the lips were pursed lightly, and the lips that had been moisturized had a light water color. Lin Jianshen's eyes were dark, and he stared at that sentence for a long time. When he was finally about to exit, a new red dot suddenly appeared on the status bar.

He is particularly concerned about the reminder when posting news, and he has one and only one who is particularly concerned.

Kapok: To celebrate Lin Jianshen's participation in "Dragon Court", hereby draw a lottery, who reposts this Weibo, draws 1,000 yuan cash red envelopes for 50 people each

Lin Jianshen: "..."

Was she hacked?

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