Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 41
"It's okay, I saw a cup at your house that was very similar to the teacup bought by my second aunt, but your cup feels very delicate, like jade, but hers is too rough to the touch, and the workmanship is very average. 30, even [-] is expensive, people are stupid and have a lot of money.”

After Meng Yinyin finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue, her delicate appearance was full of youthful breath.

Song Tingyue pursed his lips, his eyes were rippling: "When will the teacup be paid to me?"

"..."

Meng Yinyin just wanted to bite off her tongue.

Okay, why did you mention that teacup? Are you burning too much money?
60, she can't even afford to pay for it after selling it.

What should she pay for?

Meng Yinyin swallowed: "I don't want to renege on the debt, but I really can't afford it. Although I drank that teacup and you can't use it, it still has ornamental value and collection value. You have nothing to lose. Another teacup will do.”

"So... you mean no compensation?"

Song Ting raised his eyebrows more, and the dangerous breath rushed to Meng Yinyin like a storm.

Meng Yinyin only felt the cold in her vest and shivered involuntarily.

"It's not that I don't pay, but I can't afford it."

Meng Yinyin lowered her head and slandered, the richer she is, the more stingy she is, and he is not afraid to slip his tongue if he forces a little girl like her to pay 60 yuan for a cup.

Meng Yinyin made up her mind, if she wants money or not, she will die, and see what he can do to her.

How could Song Tingyue not see the little Jiujiu in Meng Yinyin's heart.

The look on her face had given her away.

Even Meng Yinyin scolded him, Song Tingyue could tell.

There was a smile on his lips: "Then you can afford it."

Hearing this, Meng Yinyin suddenly raised her head: "Really? Can I just buy you a cup?"

The surprise came too suddenly.

That's what Song Tingyue meant, right?

Did she understand correctly?

"It's just a teacup, as long as you can use it." Song Tingyue replied lightly.

"Okay, I'll go buy it after dinner."

Meng Yinyin smiled openly, feeling that the whole world was lit up.

Suddenly Song Ting felt more pleasing to the eye.

Meng Yinyin remembered what she heard in the corner at the entrance of the hospital yesterday.

She thought a lot last night

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that there was something wrong with Song Tingyue.

Meng Yinyin couldn't help but ask.

"Song Tingyue, did something happen to you?"

Song Tingyue's handsome face was frozen again, and even his voice lost his warmth: "Why do you ask that?"

"I went to the hospital yesterday and heard my grandfather and your father talking about you and me. From their tone of voice, you seemed... not very well..."

When Meng Yinyin spoke, she looked at Song Tingyue cautiously, lest she accidentally say the wrong thing.

Song Tingyue's handsome face showed no emotion: "You really want to know?"

"Yeah!" Meng Yinyin nodded vigorously.

She really wanted to know.

What happened to Song Tingyue? Grandpa had the idea of ​​letting her drop out of school and give birth to him as soon as possible.

She was just 20 years old!

This is too scary.

Song Tingyue stared at Meng Yinyin with her deep eyes, and slightly parted her thin lips: "I won't live to be 30 years old."

"what?"

Meng Yinyin's eyes widened in shock.

"Are you sick? But you look fine. What's wrong? Is it serious? The doctor said you won't live to be 30?"

In a hurry, a lot of questions popped out of Meng Yinyin's mouth.

Song Tingyue was still calm: "Do you care about me?"

(Meng Yinyin: Big Bingshan, you won’t really live past 30, can you? Ting Shao: Guess! Meng Yinyin: I hate it!)
(End of this chapter)