Chapter 1291: delete

But I don’t know if it’s too much to kill. In the past, Yan Huan took the initiative to give him all the resources, including the ones she earned. Without him, she should know, he should be missing now. The money is right. It's been a long time since I've given it to him. Don't talk about him, even Qin Xiaoyue is gone.

Usually he wants to socialize, he just bought a car, and every day has expenses, the subsidies from the Lu family, his mother is in the hands, he has not given him in the past few months, because Yan Huan didn't give pocket money, so Qin Xiaoyue also took the money heavier than life, and didn't give any points to his son. Anyway, if his son had no money, he would do it for Yan Huan.

Yan Huan does not like her mother-in-law, but her husband wants to give it.

The money is now in the hands of Yan Huan, but sooner or later, they will all belong to their family.

This is what Yan Huan understood. It turned out that she had come here, and then she talked about so many big nonsense, and it took a lot of effort and explanation for a long time. All the mistakes were pushed to the company, which was considered to be over. , Even if the horn has been explained, even if it is blocking her mouth.

By the way, she still has to reach out to her for money. Does she owe him something?

It seems that if she does not give money, she is ignorant, she does not cooperate, or she does not know what to do.

Yan Huan, why did you come, Lu Qin frowned, and there was obviously too much displeasure on his face. He has been waiting here for most of the day. It is very cold here. Give him the money and he can go back to rest. He still has to film the movie tomorrow. Is it because she wants him to accompany her to eat here?

"How much do you want?"

Yan Huan lifted his face, it didn't seem to be strange.

As before, he will give as much as he wants, and he will not give it voluntarily.

Lu Qin breathed a sigh of relief, "Not much, you give me 10 million, I do this for our future good."

Yan Huan squeezed a cell phone that he put on his body, there was an urge to kick Lu Qin to death.

How thick-skinned can you say such disgusting words?

Also, 10 million, but 10 million, because what he wants, 10 million is what kind of concept, ordinary family and young people, can not earn 10 million in their lifetime, and He even spoke and asked her for 10 million. He was really 10 million. He was blown down by the sky when the wind blew.

She remembered what she had done when she was filming the movie, and the money was taken by her life.

But she can't even remember now, how much money she gave Lu Qin.

There are hundreds of millions or not, and what their mother and son want is her last net worth, which they don't know about.

"You call me directly," Lu Qin said, and turned to leave. It was also expected that Yan Huan would transfer the money to his bank card.

And he turned around and left, also tossing Yan Huan in this insignificant place blowing the wind.

If he can look back.

Perhaps it can be found that Yan Huan is no longer the former Yan Huan, she has long jumped out of his palm, she has long been out of his control, she has long loved him no longer.

A stupid person will become smart someday.

Even a stupid person will one day figure it out.

Yan Huan wrapped her coat tightly again. She lifted her face and walked in this wind. From time to time, the trees would be blown down one by one, and she picked up one from the ground.

Then carefully put it in your hands.

"I think you are alone, so you are here alone."

She walked under a big tree, and put this leaf together with other trees, then stood up, and walked forward step by step, and at this time, maybe the only one not sleeping here The person is her.

Perhaps she may not be able to fall asleep today.

She took out her cell phone from her body and rubbed her fingers gently, as if she wanted to find Zeng Jin's feel, but it was not the previous one, she knew.

She turned on her mobile phone and put her finger on the chat software. With just a light touch, her fingertips hurt

In fact, keeping it is useless.

What is she still stupidly expecting, thinking or remembering?

What are you waiting for?

She put the phone on her chest. Forget it. He didn’t say, let her face the reality, and the reality is that some things will never come back, so she doesn’t want it.

She turned on the chat software, and only her bright head was on it, and his one was dark and dark.

She held back the soreness of her nose, and also held back the tears that came out of her eyes, put her fingers on it again, and then pressed to delete...

At night, she didn't sleep well and kept coughing until she suddenly sat up and ran into the bathroom. Now she spit out, there is nothing to spit out, but she still feels uncomfortable and keeps her stomach from time to time Reversed upward,

She has no way, she can't stop...

As for Lu Qin, he returned to his place of residence. Of course, An Zhenwuyou could sleep in his sleep, dreaming of him, thinking about other women, and he fell asleep until dawn, and when dawn came, he I took my mobile phone, but found that there was no transfer information in his mobile phone. There were all the previous ones. Is the mobile phone stopped?

He tried holding the phone and dialed it, but it turned out that the phone was okay, so why was there no bank transfer information, did the bank make a mistake, or the bank's system card for a while.

He took the phone, and he was familiar with calling the bank.

"Did I have a transfer today?"

A sweet voice came over the phone but he didn't want to hear it.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, have you received the transfer information in your account?"

"Impossible, have you made a mistake?" Lu Qin's voice also changed, and now, he still firmly believes that Yan Huan will not not give him money, but is more willing to believe that it is the bank who does it. wrong.

And the bank staff repeatedly assured that they could not get it wrong.

Fund transfer is a direct connection between cards and has nothing to do with banks.

Lu Qin put down his mobile phone, and his heart was scratched by a hand. He once again switched on Yan Huan's mobile phone. When he just hit it, Yan Huan's mobile phone turned off.

He threw his mobile phone hard, took the clothes directly, and opened the door to find Yanhuan. As a result, when the outside wind was blowing on his face, he was beaten all the time. A cold war.

He can't go.

Maybe you forgot?

Yes, it may have been forgotten.

After all, it was really a bit late yesterday, maybe she hasn't slept yet.