C9

Mo Yefeng threw a bunch of toys on the carpet, picked out a Transformer and threw it in front of An Qian.

"Woman, listen carefully. Don't think that just because you're beautiful that I won't bother about your earlier mistakes."

An Qian stared at him blankly, completely confused.

"This King Kong was brought back from America by my brother. It's not in the country at all." As Mo Yefeng spoke, his expression suddenly turned sorrowful. But last time, I accidentally broke it. No matter how hard I try, I couldn't fix it. "Listen, I'm going to sleep now, and you have to fix it when I wake up."

An Qian picked up the Transformer from the ground and suddenly felt a headache coming on.

These toys originally belonged to the little boy, how could she, a girl, be familiar with them? Besides, there was no such model in the country. If she didn't even want to search for the manual on the internet, how was she supposed to fix it?

Mo Yefeng was a fool, he did not care about this.

"Beautiful woman, listen carefully. If you still haven't fixed it when I get up, I'll have my brother chase you away. "Heh heh, you're just like other women. You don't like me!"

These were the last words Mo Yefeng said before he left.

An shallowly embarrassed facepalm, looking at a pile of model parts at a loss!

Not long after, Chen Yifan came over and saw how worried she was, so he kindly consoled her, "Eldest Young Mistress, it's fine if we can't get her up."

An Qian raised her head and smiled at him. "It's fine. I can try to fix it."

Chen Yiran was stunned for a moment, then said with certainty, "This is impossible."

"Why?" A hint of doubt flashed across An Qian's eyes.

"This toy was brought back from the exhibition when Second Young Master went to America," Chen said. Not to mention the fact that there were no more in the country, there were only three of them abroad. The Eldest Young Master really liked it. He had always regarded it as a treasure. After he had broken down, his mood had been depressed for a long time. The Second Young Master has also contacted designers abroad, and even they are unable to fix it. "

Was this a disguised way of persuading her to give up?

There were only three toys in his hand in the whole world? It seems the price must be very expensive.

An Qian was very curious, so she asked.

Sure enough, Chen Yiran nodded and said, "Probably around two hundred thousand."

An Qian was suddenly speechless! It was just a toy model, that was over two hundred thousand yuan. It seemed that Mo Ye Han really cared about his brother.

Brothers of the Wealthy Class, it's not easy to build a relationship like this. Moreover, Mo Yefeng was only a fool. If this was any other rich or powerful family, they would have long since been killed by their younger brother's scheme due to the struggle over their family's property.

Thinking of this, An Qian couldn't help but start to suspect, was that Mo Ye Han really as moody as the rumors said?

"The young master is so blessed." An Qian blurted out. When she saw the suspicious look on Chen Yi's face, she hurriedly added, "I mean, Eldest Young Master is very happy to have such a little brother."

Chen Yiran smiled and nodded. "That's right." Actually, to Second Young Master, having such an elder brother is also very fortunate. "

This sentence was truly intriguing, as if there were many stories behind it. However, this was her private matter, so she did not ask any further questions.

Chen Yi got up and said, "Eldest Young Mistress, it's getting late. This thing can't be repaired. You should rest for a while."