Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 24 The first sister!
Looking at the two figures disappearing in front and behind, Cheng Yuyan was filled with curiosity.

She saw the watch, too.

She knew that it was definitely not a luxury that ordinary people could own.

Cheng Yuyan is not the kind of person who is easily attracted by material things, but the unique design and texture of that watch are obviously not comparable to ordinary commodities.

The value of that watch is probably enough to allow her family to live a carefree life for several years.

And that beautiful girl who was as delicate as a doll actually carried such a valuable item with her and wanted to give it to others without hesitation.

What is even more shocking is that such a valuable watch was not given away, but was casually smashed by the gift recipient...

I am speechless!

Cheng Yuyan shook her head helplessly, thinking that there are so many strange things in the world.

However, just as she was about to sit down and continue eating, the corner of her eye inadvertently swept across a white mobile phone on the table next to her.

It was a simple and noble 5S mobile phone, lying there quietly, as if waiting for its owner to return.

Did he forget his cell phone?

Cheng Yuyan gently picked up the phone, thinking about how to deal with it.

However, during this moment of hesitation, the phone's screen suddenly flashed.

"Ding!"

A brisk ringtone sounded, it was a text message.

您尾号7592的储蓄卡6月17日12时30分存入人民币6000000.00元，可用余额……

Cheng Yuyan widened her eyes and looked at the numbers on the phone screen in disbelief.

600! ! !
This number was like a bolt of lightning, instantly striking her heart.

She couldn't help but sigh, what kind of family is this? It's just a casual transfer of 600 million.

How could a high school student like him be so rich! ?
Yes.

If he wasn't a truly wealthy man, how could he possibly spend hundreds of thousands to go to the World Cup?

"Hey! He didn't even take his phone. Did he do it on purpose?"

Her companion's words brought Cheng Yuyan back to her senses. She shook her head, trying to dispel the confusion in her heart.

On purpose?

Cheng Yuyan didn’t think so. Maybe he was just eager to pursue that girl?

…………

On the busy road, Zhao Zixuan followed He Jieyu's figure closely.

Crossing two busy streets, he finally closed the distance between him and her. This seemingly gentle girl showed amazing agility and speed when she ran.

It's like a girlfriend who's pissed off by her boyfriend suddenly goes berserk and can't be stopped no matter what.

Finally, Zhao Zixuan quickly stepped forward and stopped in front of He Jieyu, stopping her.

But she turned her back to him, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Looks like crying?
Zhao Zixuan smiled helplessly, took the watch out of the box, and gently put it on his wrist.

He glanced down at the exquisite dial, a playful smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"To be honest, this watch does not quite match my bohemian temperament, but since it is a gift from crybaby He Jieyu, I will accept it reluctantly."

He deliberately called her a crybaby.

Sure enough, He Jieyu turned around upon hearing the voice, raised her pretty face slightly, and retorted:

"I'm not a crybaby!"

"I just...I just got sand in my eyes!"

"I didn't cry at all!"

Zhao Zixuan couldn't help but smile when he saw how cute she was. He raised the watch on his wrist to her.

"What do you think? Does he look more like Mr. Zhao?"

He Jieyu secretly wiped away her tears. When she saw Zhao Zixuan came to coax her and put on the watch she gave him, the grievance in her heart suddenly disappeared. She raised her lips slightly and smiled: "He doesn't look like Mr. Zhao, but more like a fool Zhao."

Zhao Zixuan rolled his eyes, but when he saw that she finally smiled, he felt relieved.

Just be a fool.

Exchange a fool for a famous watch and a beautiful smile.

No matter how you look at it, it's not a loss.

"I really think this watch matches your temperament very well, as if it was tailor-made for your wrist. I hope you will wear it every day in the future."

He Jieyu suddenly made an excessive request.

Zhao Zixuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed. It was okay to wear a watch occasionally, but he would be uncomfortable wearing it every day.

Moreover, it is easy to be misunderstood if such an expensive watch is worn on the hand. People who don’t know the inside story may think that he is some extremely wealthy second-generation rich man.

"May I?"

He Jieyu asked, with a hint of mist still lingering in her big watery eyes.

Zhao Zixuan responded helplessly: "I'll try my best. You gave me such an expensive gift, I don't know how to thank you in return."

He stared at her. "What do you like?"

He Jieyu shook her head. "As long as you are willing to accept it, I will be satisfied. Really, there is no need for a return gift."

Zhao Zixuan still felt a little uneasy. He understood his deskmate's feelings, but after his rebirth, he really had no intention of falling in love.

Besides, He Jieyu's family conditions are so good, and he, who comes from an ordinary single-parent family, knows that he is not worthy of her.

A relationship between people from different social classes may be forced to end with an exclamation mark before it even begins.

"Why don't you just recognize me as your brother? I'm older than you anyway."

Zhao Zixuan suddenly laughed softly, with a hint of mischief on his face.

He Jieyu was slightly stunned, as if she had not expected him to make such a proposal, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

While she was still hesitating, Zhao Zixuan spoke again: "If you don't want to, just pretend I never said anything."

He turned away, as if intending to leave.

He Jieyu became anxious, fearing that he was really angry, and hurriedly chased after him.

"I didn't say I didn't want to. Wait a minute."

"Then call me brother and let me hear it." Zhao Zixuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stopped and looked at her.

He Jieyu hesitated for a moment, and finally called out softly: "Brother..."

She started school early and skipped a grade in elementary school. She had no embarrassment in calling Zhao Zixuan brother. Instead, she felt closer to him this way.

Zhao Zixuan smiled with satisfaction, and then revealed a look of success.

"Not bad, very good. Call me good brother again."

He Jieyu stopped shouting.

Calling him brother is already her limit, what’s the point of calling him good brother?

Zhao Zixuan didn't force it, but just walked on the road, inexplicably feeling the urge to hum a song.

"Ambiguity makes people suffer a lot of grievances, and there is no evidence of love..."

He just sang it out loud.

He Jieyu had never heard this song, but for some reason she thought it sounded nice. However, the more she listened to the lyrics, the more she felt something was not right.

What kind of ambiguity makes people suffer so much injustice...

What does he mean by singing this song?
Sixteen-year-old girls always tend to think too much.

"Oops, I think I forgot my phone!?"

Zhao Zixuan realized it later and went back along the way to look for his phone, but in the end he returned empty-handed.

(End of this chapter)