Chapter 73 You Go Back to Your Room and Try It

"Do not."

Under the dim light, Manman's delicate face was peaceful.

The soft voice rang out in the narrow compartment with a sense of gloom, "I still have to study, and if I run away, I will be caught by you."

"Oh, it's good to know, I'll give you 1000 million."

Zhan Qianyan's complexion improved, which means this little girl knows a lot.

"No work without work, I don't want the money you give."

"What kind of logic is this? I gave you money, but you asked my mother to give you 1000 million?"

Yan Manman turned his face away, his watery eyes glowed coldly, "She can scold me, but she can't insult my grandma."

She had thought about it, if she wanted to be strong, she couldn't do without money.

But she didn't want to spend Zhan Qianyan's money, because she would feel owed it.

Lin Lan's money is different. In her previous life, Lin Lan often humiliated her with Du Yintong and insulted her grandmother.

It's the same in this life.

And she didn't want to have anything to do with Zhan Qianyan, so it was impossible to marry him.

Taking Lin Lan's money, leaving Zhan Qianyan is only a matter of time.

A flash of astonishment flashed in Zhan Qianyan's eyes, and he asked after a while, "When will she give you the money?"

"do not know."

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Back in Yanyuan, Zhan Qianyan asked Manman to take a bath and go to bed early, and not to exercise tonight.

She is going to school tomorrow morning.

Yan Manman took a shower and didn't go to sleep immediately, but lay down on the bed to interact with the readers.

Replying to readers' comments, the editor's avatar flashed again at this moment.

Donuts: Dear, the recommendation effect of the previous two days is particularly good. I will download the recommendation tomorrow and continue to the next new recommendation. Keep updating~~
Manmanyan: Thank you circle circle.

Donut: There are two other pieces of good news. One is to recommend your article to the publishing house today, and the other is to apply for this literary competition.

Come on and update, don't make me worry.

In her previous life, Manman's editor was also a donut, and she was in charge of publishing and signing film and television.

Later, the two of them became good friends.

Thinking of all kinds of past lives, apart from hatred, there is still a lot of warmth in Manman's heart.

After chatting with Donuts, I was full of inspiration and leaned on the bedside to type.

After an unknown amount of time, the door was opened, and Zhan Qianyan walked in with slender legs, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Only then did Yan Manman realize that it was already 11:30.

And she was so focused just now that she forgot the time.

"Whose clothes are these?"

Zhan Qianyan inadvertently glanced at the men's shirts in the single sofa, just now she brought a lot of things from the living room back to the house.

He didn't pay attention to it. It turned out that there were still men's clothes.

With that said, he took the clothes out of the bag.

Seeing her frowning and staring at the clothes, Yan Manman smiled slyly, jumped out of bed and walked towards him, "I bought this when I went shopping with my mother at night, brother Qianyan, do you wear it?"

"Bought it for me?"

Zhan Qianyan slightly raised his handsome eyebrows. All his clothes were made to order, and he had never bought them in a mall.

Although the clothes are also a luxury brand, they are incomparable to his clothes.

Yan Manman smiled brightly like stars, "Go back to your room and try to see if you can wear it."

She said, and picked up another bag, "This is a suit, and this."

"I'll try it here."

The corner of Zhan Qianyan's mouth curled up in a happy arc, and before she could refuse, he took off his pullover pajamas.

Lean sexy chest exposed to the air.

Yan Manman frowned, seeing him bent over and about to take off his pajamas, he closed his eyes, "Brother Qianyan, go back to your room and try."

(End of this chapter)

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