Chapter 13 "Serving..."

It doesn't matter that Zhao Luli just came to accompany Yu Mianmian herself.

After all, she is not short of money.

Yu Mianmian looked at the God of Wealth.

Mind silently.

[The believer is willing to be single for ten years in exchange for a rich future. 】

For Yu Mianmian, the scariest thing in the world is not having money.

After worshiping the God of Wealth, the two of them wandered around in other places in the temple.

Zhao Luli looked at Yu Mianmian.

"Why do you like God of Wealth so much?"

Yu Mianmian smiled and said, "Look for some comfort in my heart, I hope the God of Wealth can hear my prayers, and then let me not say I'm rich, at least I don't have to worry about eating and drinking!"

Yu Mianmian patted Zhao Luli's shoulder very solemnly.

"Lu Li! It's really terrible to have no money."

Zhao Luli looked at Yu Mianmian's back, and then followed silently. Having known people like Yu Mianmian for a long time, Zhao Luli sometimes felt that Yu Mianmian was not happy at all.

But he had to pretend to be happy.

Looking back, Yu Mianmian saw Zhao Luli standing there, so she tilted her head and stared at Zhao Luli.

"Go!"

"Here comes."

Originally, Yu Mianmian planned to drag Zhao Luli to dinner, but who knew that Zhao Luli was in a hurry, so she had to be alone.

Just posted a Weibo.

After hearing this, I found it along the network cable.

Seeing and hearing that expensive luxury sitting here eating at the stall.

Yu Mianmian felt awkward no matter how she looked at it.

Take a closer look and listen.

"Looks like you're recovering well."

There was some banter hidden in Yu Mianmian's words.

Wen Ting snorted, snatched the chopsticks from Yu Mianmian's hand, and Yu Mianmian resigned herself to getting up to get another pair.

She is really convinced!

After sitting down, smelling that small mouth began to blah blah.

"Shang Yan, I'm really convinced. It's better not to come back. On the day I came back, I was taken away from the bar. I haven't even had time to drink with my little brother whom I finally met!"

"I have been serving him for so long, but the next day he told me to stop my card."

"Sure enough, men are not good things."

Looking at Wen Ting's posture, Yu Mianmian really felt that she was throwing a rock at her own foot when she indirectly told Wen Ting that she was eating here.

"Are you sure you are serving others, not others serving you?"

Wen Ting stared at Yu Mianmian.

Yu Mianmian made a gesture of sealing her mouth.

"Cotton, are you his best friend or my best friend? How can you deduct points from outsiders."

Hearing this, Yu Mianmian began to panic. If too many points were deducted from Wen Ting Ting's little book, and she failed in the year-end summary, she would be gone.

She can't be like Shang Yan.

"How can you say that!"

As he spoke, he patted the table, and the already unstable table shook a few times.

"Of course I'm your best friend. You're married, so you forget about me?"

Hearing all of a sudden, he became the loser.

"How could it be, Mianmian!"

So began to coax the cotton action.

After knowing it, I always feel that something is wrong, but it doesn't matter anymore.

When I heard Shang Yan's call, I was a little irritable.

It's no small matter if he can bother him to make a phone call in person.

Yu Mianmian stared at Wenting and motioned for Wenting to answer the phone.

But as soon as she saw Wen Ting's eyes, Yu Mianmian knew what she was thinking.

So he quickly connected the phone, and then pointed it at Wen Ting's ear.

He only looked at Wen Ting and nodded honestly.

After hanging up the phone, the two stared at each other.

Wen Ting said goodbye to Yu Mianmian reluctantly.

Those eyes, wet, made people feel distressed.

(End of this chapter)

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