Ma Lan sarcastically said: "Are you starting to use your muddle-headed tricks to deceive those old men who are about to die? To deceive other people's coffins?"

Ye Chen said lightly: "I have never lied to anyone."

"Still pretending?" Ma Lan snorted coldly, "Are there not many big shots in Jinling who have been fooled by you? Let me tell you, I have already seen through your future, and you are no different from those qigong masters back then, waiting for your end Only two, either go to jail or be hunted down."

Ma Lan has been very unhappy seeing Ye Chen recently. The core factor is that Ye Chen donated all the money he lost to He Lian and Qian Hongyan to the Hope Project.

Now, my pocket is cleaner than my face, and I have no money to renew the stored-value card of the beauty salon, and I don�t know how to explain it to my husband and daughter if they find out.

In Ma Lan's eyes, Ye Chen is the culprit of all this!

Therefore, she was naturally very upset with Ye Chen.

When Xiao Changkun heard that Ma Lan started to target Ye Chen again, he hurriedly stood up and defended: "I said, why are you like this? What is Ye Chen doing when you run on others? Ye Chen has performed so well during this time."

"What a fart!" Ma Lan didn't know that Xiao Changkun pretended to be a big pussy against Ye Chen during the class reunion some time ago, and he was grateful to Ye Chen for being so grateful.

Seeing her husband talking to Ye Chen, she immediately cursed: "Xiao Changkun, don't be fooled by this guy, or you won't know when you will be sold by him!"

Xiao Changkun was too lazy to talk to him, but handed his BMW car keys to Ye Chen, and said, "Ye Chen, Dad booked a box in Tianxiang Mansion tonight, and have a meal with the leaders of the Painting and Calligraphy Association. Two cups, and you can't drive, so you just take the car keys and pick me up at Tianxiang Mansion when the time comes."

Ye Chen nodded, took the car keys, and asked, "Dad, what time will I pick you up?"

Xiao Changkun said: "We made an appointment for dinner at seven o'clock, and we can finish the work at about 8:30 to 9:00, so you should arrive at Tianxiang Mansion at 8:30."

"OK."

As soon as Ye Chen agreed, Ma Lan became impatient and asked, "Xiao Changkun, do you want to treat guests at Tianxiang Mansion? Where did you get the money?"

Xiao Changkun didn't dare to say that Ye Chen gave him the money, so he concealed it and said, "Why do you care so much? Anyway, it doesn't cost your money!"

Ma Lan said angrily: "Going to the worst private room in Tianxiang Mansion will cost 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. Do you have the money to burn it?"

Xiao Changkun said angrily: "I told you a long time ago, I want to compete for the standing director, what is a meal of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan? Besides, I didn't spend your money."

Ma Lan was furious, and blurted out: "Twenty thousand yuan is enough for my mother to go to the beauty salon for several face and body treatments! You actually use this money to treat guests to dinner?"

Xiao Changkun blurted out: "You go to the beauty salon and spend 10,000 to 20,000 a month, and I didn't stop you! The family has more than two million yuan with you, you spend yours, I spend mine, and I ask you for money. If you don�t, you still care where I get the money for?�

Ma Lan was immediately stopped by Xiao Changkun.

The family's more than 2 million yuan is indeed with me, but now it has been donated to the Hope Project!

I don't even have the money to go to a beauty parlor to have my face done now!

If only the 20,000 yuan for food could be used to make a face for myself?

Ye Chen saw Ma Lan's performance in his eyes, and laughed in his heart.

He knew that Ma Lan was very short of money now. She usually spends money lavishly, but now that she is at the end of her rope, she must feel very sad.

Now, Ma Lan must be even more depressed to see that Xiao Changkun even went to Tianxiang Mansion for dinner.

Sure enough, Ma Lan blurted out to Xiao Changkun: "No way! You take out the money you want to eat and give it to me!"

"Why?" Xiao Changkun became anxious all of a sudden, and blurted out: "Ma Lan, I warn you not to go too far! The money is in your hands, so forget it if you don't give it to me, and now you want to ask me for it? "

Ma Lan had a ghost in her heart, and said falteringly: "Can't you go to a cheaper place? Even if it costs 10,000 yuan to eat, just give me the other 10,000 yuan!" JrNovels.com