put wildness in his heart

Chapter 147

"..."

Wen Miao inexplicably felt that she had been humiliated.

Having grown up so big, no one can humiliate her financially, but Shen Jiayu did it.

She couldn't refute yet.

She really only had five dollars.

Shen Jiayu didn't speak, just held the banknote in his mouth, and looked at her with a half-smile.

Silence is better than sound here.

The insult effect instantly reached full marks.

Wen Miao stared at the note for a few seconds that seemed to be written with the words "You Poor", then looked away, and asked with a little confidence: "Then, can you call me?" fold?"

"Go to the market and ask to see if there is any heartless person who is willing to discount [-] to [-] yuan."

"..."

Wen Miao had no choice but to change the method: "Then I will transfer the money to you."

But Shen Jiayu was not very willing, and directly threw her four words: "Cash only."

"..."

Wen Miao finally couldn't help complaining in her heart, there were a lot of things, no wonder there was no business.

Seeing that Wen Miao was silent now, Shen Jiayu waved the banknote in front of her eyes again, reminding her, "Two zeros are missing."

"I know." Wen Miao said, grinding her teeth.

Isn't this already thinking of a way?

"No more?" Shen Jiayu propped his face with one hand, and glanced at her casually, "You can't see me being honest, so just bully honest people?"

Wen Miao: "...?"

Wen Miao didn't bring it up again.

Honest man?
How dare he say that he is an honest man?
An honest man's reputation was harmed, and the real honest man was wronged.

Wen Miao didn't know how to answer the words for a moment: "You really dare to say..."

"Is there anything I dare not say?" Shen Jiayu looked casual, "It's not me who eats the overlord's meal."

"I didn't say I want to eat the overlord's meal."

"Then give me the money."

"..."

Well, going around in circles, this fucking is back to the original point.

Wen Miao was really puzzled, why is he arguing with her about money now?
She smashed his bar before, and he didn't ask for half a cent.

Moreover, he was obviously not short of money, and he didn't even bother to bend down to pick up the 5000 yuan when it fell on the ground. Now that the 500 yuan was missing two zeros, it seemed to kill him.

"No money." At the end of the dragging, Wen Miao finally stiffened up, and slapped the coffee table with one hand, looking unreasonable and strong, "Anyway, I only have five yuan."

She stuffed the five yuan into Shen Jiayu's collar, and she really looked like an unscrupulous boss bullying the wage earners.

"Whether you want love or not, you can decide for yourself." Wen Miao said again.

Shen Jiayu lowered his eyelashes, glanced down at the banknote protruding from the neckline, then raised his hand, and slowly pulled it out. He unfolded the banknote, placed it on the armrest of the sofa, and lightly tapped it with his fingertips, intentionally or unintentionally. After nodding twice, he suddenly nodded and said, "It's okay if you don't have money."

Knowing that there must be more to come after him, Wen Miao didn't say anything, just waiting for him to continue.

"You can also choose to repay the debt with your own body." Shen Jiayu said lightly.

Wen Miao watched a lot of TV dramas when she was a child, and when she heard this sentence, she subconsciously assumed the role of the poor maidservant of the rich young master, and immediately shook her head like a rattle: "I don't want it."

Are you kidding me, I haven't brought water at home, swept the floor, and come here to work for Shen Jiayu?

If her brother knew about it, he would think she was crazy.

"It's okay if you don't want to." Shen Jiayu seemed very easy to talk at the moment, "Then give me the money."

"..."

No, brother, can we stop talking about money?

Talk about money, shut up about money, this is not the time for you to be romantic and think money is too tacky.

Wen Miao curled her lips and said, "Can you stop being so materialistic?"

Shen Jiayu smiled, he didn't know what he thought of, put the five yuan in his hand, leaned forward again, slightly raised the corners of his eyes, looked at her and said: "I gave you two dollars." You are not willing to make any choice, you are taking advantage of me, you don’t want to pay me, and you are still unwilling to take responsibility—”

There was an inexplicable hoarseness in his voice: "Isn't that justified?"

When he said this, his breath was light, his eyes were far-reaching, and his lips and teeth bit the end sound tenderly and ambiguously.

Wen Miao couldn't help holding her breath slightly.

This atmosphere...it really looks like she came to prostitute.

Then after the prostitution, the money is not paid, and they have to eat the overlord's meal.

The poor guy who was prostituted had no choice but to settle the accounts with her carefully, hoping that her conscience would find out.

Don't make him work for nothing.

Seeing that she was silent, Shen Jiayu hooked her hand and said "Hmm?" in a slightly hoarse voice.

The distance between the two drew closer.

Wen Miao looked closely at his stunningly beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and had to say that every eyelash of Shen Jiayu grew on her aesthetic point. Unfortunately, this beauty is not short of money, and ten thousand gold can't buy it. If possible, she must consider buying him first and using it as a mascot at home.

Take a look at it every morning, at least it can keep you happy for a day.

"Have you figured it out?" Shen Jiayu asked her softly.

"What are you thinking?" Wen Miao didn't know why she stuttered suddenly.

"Pay off the debt with your body." Shen Jiayu said.

Also, not impossible.

If the eldest young master of the poor girl's family is really good-looking.

Wen Miao couldn't resist his lingering and inexplicable eyes, swallowed, and forced herself to put aside those messy thoughts in her head, she cleared her cough, turned her eyes away, and when she was about to open her mouth to speak, she threw it on the coffee table Suddenly, the mobile phone on the phone beeped repeatedly, breaking the inexplicable and ambiguous atmosphere.

Wen Miao swallowed the sentence "It's okay" that she was going to say in an instant.

She turned her head and saw that it was Wen Yan calling.

It was probably because she was downstairs just now, after she hung up on him, he called without waiting for her reply.

Shen Jiayu also heard the ringtone, and slowly let go of his hand, and also retreated backwards.

He seemed to be a bit regretful. He glanced at the mobile phone on the coffee table that was flickering on the screen, raised his chin slightly, and changed the subject: "Are you not answering?"

Wen Miao came back to her senses: "Go."

She bent down, took the phone over, sat down on the coffee table, reached out her hand to switch on, and before Wen Yan could speak, she said, "Wait a while, you haven't arrived yet."

Wen Yan: "?"

what?
Wen Yan hadn't had time to ask the phrase "What hasn't come to me yet?", when he heard a regular "beep—beep—" mechanical sound from the phone.

The phone has been hung up.

Talk time: two seconds.

Wen Yan: "..."

Wen Yan is really curious, what kind of haunted house is so fun?
Haven't played yet? ? ?
(End of this chapter)