obsessed with love

Chapter 114 Extravagance and Waste
Zheng Xiaoran saw Du Ruo humming a song lying on the bed making a mask, looking in a good mood, so he went over and kicked her bent calf, and asked:

"Virtue? Win the jackpot?"

"I'm happier than winning the lottery. Do you know that my brother's surgery fee has been settled?"

"Are you going to sell yourself? 30 in one go?"

"Go, you're flattering me too much. I'm not worth 30 yuan!" Du Ruo sat up with a bang, tore off the mask on his face, and replied cheerfully, "Mr. Mo borrowed it from me, and he gave me 30 yuan at once. As expected of the second generation, now I deeply understand the benefits of having a second generation by my side, as convenient as carrying an ATM with me."

Zheng Xiaoran's expression looked a little weird, and he frowned, and asked: "30? Can he lend you 30 at a time? No, although his family is rich, but his father always said that he was a fool and ignorant. His pocket money is strictly controlled, and he is given the best for food and clothing, but he is not given a lot of money, plus he is usually extravagant and wasteful, where does he get so much money?"

"Is that so? Could it be that he sold himself? Hahaha..." Du Ruo smiled, but felt a little uneasy in his heart. He probably asked the old man to borrow her money to go home.

"Also, how did he know you were short of money? Did you tell him about your brother?"

"No, I originally asked Jiang Hao to borrow it. I happened to meet Mo Youting in the western restaurant near our university... I also wondered why he would go there."

Zheng Xiaoran seemed relieved when he heard it, and then said helplessly: "It's not unusual for him to go there, it's the rear base for him to pick up girls, his current girlfriend, the one I met at dinner last time is our school of."

No wonder, Du Ruo fell back on the bed with a sudden realization, and immediately got up again with a whoosh, and looked at Zheng Xiaoran with strange eyes: "No, why are you so clear about his affairs? When did you get so familiar with him?"

"No...no, we just had a few meals, you're overthinking." Zheng Xiaoran perfunctory, carried the computer and floated away.

Two days later, Zheng Xiaoran went to Mo Youting's bar to find him. He was interviewing a bartender, and there was a row of red, green and green cocktails in front of him. I lost my taste buds."

Zheng Xiaoran took a sip suspiciously, frowned contemptuously: "It's not good? Who tuned it?"

"The bartender who just finished interviewing."

"At this level, isn't it too expensive for your Mr. Mo?"

Mo Youting smiled bitterly: "This is already one of the more reliable ones interviewed today. The previous one couldn't even tell the difference between a short drink and a long drink."

Zheng Xiaoran was a little curious, so he jumped onto the high chair next to him with a smile: "Why do you want to hire a bartender when you suddenly become so ambitious?"

But Mo Youting didn't answer directly, he picked another cup from the row of colorful colors in front of him and tasted it, he was equally disappointed, so he put the cup back to its original place, and said, "No way, all the guests like this now, You see, the popularity of my bar is so low that I can't bear to visit it, so I can only follow the crowd."

"Tch, do you really expect to make a fortune from this bar? When your father gave you money to open the bar, it was just for you to play with." Zheng Xiaoran gave him a casual push and patted him like a brother. shoulder, and asked again: "By the way, why didn't I see your car at the door?"

"sold."

"Sold it? Why? Don't you love your car?"

"The old man said it was too ostentatious, so he sold it." Mo Youting lowered his head a little guilty, but Zheng Xiaoran understood, and asked a little coldly: "The 30 you lent Du Ruo, you sold the car the money?"

Mo Youting held the wine glass and didn't answer, but his expression had already given Zheng Xiaoran the answer.

(End of this chapter)