She just wants to get rich

Chapter 63 The real bosses are very low-key

Qiao Yan really hates this kind of woman, as if she is the only one who can talk.

Even if it has nothing to do with her, I want to interject a few words, as if I am afraid that others will ignore her existence.

Qiao Yan twisted the car key and didn't bother to talk to her. There was class at eight o'clock, and she didn't like being late.

Li Xianming didn't know what it was like, the uncle was incapable, he should take care of the aunt, "Auntie, it's hot in this weather, you should still drive my car—"

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Yan had already left on a bicycle.

Just think of them as the old sows raised at home, and they opened the door of the pigsty when they were hungry in the morning.

Well, just pretend they don't exist.

"Hahaha." Qiao Lian laughed wildly in Li Xianming's arms, and suddenly she was lucky to choose Li Xianming, otherwise she would have to ride a battery car.

Hahaha, seeing Qiao Yan's pitiful appearance, she wanted to laugh, it was so relieved!So relieved! !

"My little aunt is too miserable." Li Xianming didn't understand why she didn't want to give Qiao Yan money.

He also said that he only spent his uncle's money, but his uncle was lying there, and his account was controlled by a special manager he found, and no one could touch it except the uncle himself.

Where did Qiao Yan get the money to spend...

"Miserable? What's so miserable? This is the life she should experience, and it is also her fate." Qiao Lian clasped her arms proudly, and when Li Jinye woke up, the worst was yet to come.

She was happy to watch the play——

However, the old man did not give her money.

Looking at her shabby appearance, the bag on her back only cost a few hundred yuan, and that pair of shoes cost less than a thousand yuan.

It's pitiful to be so poor.

"Let's go." Li Xianming sighed, he really couldn't help much.

"Don't pity her, she doesn't need you to pity her at all."

"Ah."

Li Xianming was wondering if he should help her in this competition.

After all, he owed her too.
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Qiao Yan bought a helmet at a small shop on the roadside. She originally wanted a black helmet, which was mysterious and handsome.

But the boss is a 40-year-old aunt who always said that the pink one is suitable for her, but she couldn't stand her good words to persuade her, saying that the pink one is beautiful and safe, and it is more conspicuous than the black one in polluted days.

Then--

Qiao Yan looked at the pink helmet in her hand, with a pink beautiful sheep printed on it.

"..."

Riding an electric car, she also has the dream of a drag racer.

After building up her mind, Qiao Yan made do with it. After all, apart from the pink color, the size of the helmet is more suitable for girls.

She rode an electric car leisurely towards her destination. The morning sun was particularly beautiful and the air was fresh.

Qiao Yan especially enjoyed this feeling, which made her feel that she was still alive, living with flesh and blood, and living freely.

On the first day, it took her an hour and a half to sort out the route and find out the surrounding situation. It took her half an hour to drive.

She has investigated where there is good food nearby, where there is a night market, where clothes are cheap, where there are large shopping malls, and so on.

There is a square near the stadium, and there is a special place for parking electric cars. Qiao Yan parked the car in the parking lot, but met an acquaintance.

"Mr. Yun." Qiao Yan didn't expect that he also came here by electric bike.

This big guy is so low-key——

"Well, the helmet is good." He glanced at what she was holding in her hand.

"..." Qiao Yan's smile froze, and she put the helmet into the trunk of the battery car.

"Let's go together." Yan Suyun looked at her.

(End of this chapter)