Chapter 1039: : Uncle, give some money

Since the husband and wife worshipped, Hua Ye Shen's whole heart, the whole person, belonged to Li Nanfang.
No matter what she does, she will consider it from his perspective.
He wants a mammoth wedding, come to his aunt?
Okay.
The billionaire Mei Jiao Niang can definitely hold a wedding bigger than Yue and Helan's marriage.
As for spending so much money, will it arouse dissatisfaction from the Presbyterian Church, and send someone to stop and destroy it, Hua Ye Shen will not consider it.
With a great king, those who are always shameless don't want to make waves.
The reason is very simple. Whose slaves can deceive their masters like they make Yang Xiao proud of being a pauper?
Ah, no, it's not pride, it's shame, shame becomes angry!
Those people don't want to come, come?
Ha ha, don't even want to eat upright cucumbers.
But to hold an ultra-luxury wedding between Yue and Helan, you can't do it with the touch of your upper lip.
Have to make large-scale preparations in advance.
Venue, banquets, wedding dresses and other issues are not a problem for Hua Ye Shen.
The question is, which heavyweight guests should be invited to attend the ceremony.
Don't forget that Li Nanfang hopes that their weddings, and their weddings with Yue Zitong, will be held in the Seven Star Club.
In everything, I am afraid of comparison.
At that time, if the guests at Yue Zitong's wedding are like clouds, and Hua Yeshen's wedding only has two or three kittens-there is no need for Li Nanfang to say anything, Yeshen's sister will have to head to death on the pillar.
Can't afford to lose this person.
But the problem is that just as beautiful women are always in short supply, so are the guests in the aristocratic circle.
Counting a few hands, there are so many who can become a heavyweight guest in China.
If nothing else, these guests should have received invitations from the Yue family and the Helan family.
Look at the face of the Buddha without looking at the monk face.
In China, no one wants to offend Yue and Helan, so they will definitely go to the wedding to join in.
It's not a yin marriage, but a serious marriage of a living person, and you have to show your face.
As a result, all the guests are going to Yue Zitong's wedding, and who is going to Hua Ye Shen's wedding?
In the eyes of the older generation, the heads of flowers who have a lot of background, after sending out the invitation, it is estimated that the heads of the rich family should have a headache for this matter.
The only way for the soldiers to split up was to go to the same place for two weddings.
So the problem came again.
Who should be sent to attend Yue Zitong's wedding, and who should be sent to attend the wedding of Hua Ye Shen, will become a difficult problem for the family owners to decide.
After all, it is impossible for two people of equal prestige to appear in each family.
Sincerely speaking, Li Nanfang proposed to use a wedding to confront Yue Zitong, not only for her, but also for the big giants.
Hua Ye Shen also knew this truth very well.
But she doesn't care.
Hugh said it was just to give her husband a grand wedding, even if she was asked to poke a hole in the sky-as long as she had the ability, she would do it without hesitation.
Maybe there are only two or three kittens at the wedding?
It doesn't matter.
As long as there is Li Nanfang, it is good!
Hua Ye Shen would not blame the rich people for looking down on her.
Just because she ---- simply looks down on the so-called giants.
In any case, she had to work overtime to prepare for the grand wedding within a dozen days.
I'm sure to be busy to death, where is there time to accompany some shameless little fool around here?
"and many more."
Just when Hua Yeshen carried the small bag and walked quickly to the door, Li Nanfang called her out.
Hua Ye Shen turned her head and shrugged her shoulders pretending to be helpless: "Husband, what's the matter?"
Li Nanfang smiled embarrassedly: "Are you rich?"
Boss Li is now a billionaire, and he can't count the money and his toes.
But he was all in Yue Zitong, Sui Yueyue and Shangdao Sakura.
When he returned home in a hurry, David Bai, who had always been generous, didn't give him much money-now he was completely wiped out.
Where can a man without money go to surf at night?
Looking at Li Nanfang who was very embarrassed, Hua Yeshen hid her mouth and smiled for half a minute before finally stopping.
She knew that Li Nanfang asked her for money because he didn't want others to know that he was back.
Otherwise, his plan to hold a wedding with Hua Ye Shen to meet Yue Zitong's plan would be ruined.
"What's so funny about it? Isn't it just right for my husband to ask his wife for money?"
Only a shameless person like Li Nanfang can speak so plausibly about eating soft rice.
Hua Yeshen walked over, took out a bank card from her bag, and handed it over.
Just as Li Nanfang was about to take it, she shrank back again: "Laugh to the uncle."
Before yesterday, she had always been graceful and polite, and the noble-woman Hua Ye God could never say such a thing.
She said it now.
It proves that she is very happy now.
Li Nanfang can do countless disgusting things to disgust others, but he is absolutely reluctant to break the happiness of Hua Ye Shen.
Immediately, he looked like a slave girl and smiled flatteringly: "Thank you, uncle for the reward."
"Yeah. Good."
Hua Yeshen held back his smile, swallowed something he wanted to say, and raised his hand----just wanted Boss Li to throw her to the ground.
It also proves once again the saying that the predecessors of the color world often said: "Once a woman is released, the world will change color."
"Master, welcome to come often next time."
Boss Li enjoyed the feeling of being molested by a beautiful woman. He reluctantly delivered it to the door, leaning on the door frame, and tossing his eyes, with his fingers still in his mouth.
Disgusting.
Hua Ye Shen is gone.
With full of happiness.
Just like knowing that Li Nanfang would be watching her from the window, he blew a kiss when he waved a taxi and closed the door.
This familiar gesture reminded Boss Li of his white peony.
Alas, men are such things.
Unless he interrupted his third leg, he would always eat in the bowl and look at the pot.
Ten minutes later, Li Nanfang walked out of the hotel chain leisurely and walked westward along the sidewalk.
The bag of clothes and shoes that Yang Xiao had stolen was held under his ribs.
He almost slept with Sister Ye Shen for a whole day. Although he didn't do that kind of physically damaging work, his physical fitness was super abnormal. At this time, not only did he have no fatigue, but he was full of energy.
Maybe it's because you are too hungry?
I spent a whole day in bed with Hua Ye God, without a sip of water, and it was strange that my stomach was not hungry under heavy physical strength.
There was a small restaurant not far in front, and Li Nanfang decided to go there first.
What should I do with this ball of clothes in my hand?
Can't always be caught under the ribs?
A dignified man who swaggers through the market with a woman wearing a costume will be mistaken for a bad person.
Judging from Li Nanfang's vision of women's clothing, this clothing is naturally not too expensive.
But it's not what wage earners are willing to buy.
Just this pair of shoes, don't even want to buy them without three or two thousand.
So Li Nanfang can conclude that the owner of this suit must be a petty bourgeoisie.
He wanted to return the clothes, and heard Yang Xiao mentioned that it was stolen from the hospital opposite the chain hotel.
But he couldn't pay it back.
Firstly, Yang Xiao didn't say which building's locker room he stole it from.
Secondly, the owner must have reported the crime, and if he sends clothes at this time, he is throwing himself into the net and will be severely punished by law.
After much deliberation, Li Nanfang could only throw away the clothes.
I sincerely wish the girl who lost her clothes to buy a lottery ticket, maybe she will win the jackpot.
When he reached the small restaurant, Li Nanfang saw a green trash can on the side of the road.
There must be a trash can within 15 meters of the small restaurant.
"Oh, sorry."
Li Nanfang sighed. When he picked up his clothes and was about to throw them into the trash can, he heard someone say coldly behind him: "I'm sorry, can I make up for Jiang Moran's sadness of losing it?"
The corners of Li Nanfang's eyebrows and eyes shook suddenly, and the action of throwing clothes stiffened in the air.
After ten seconds, he slowly turned his head back, and saw a figure that was not considered stalwart, slowly walking up the steps of the small restaurant.
Eating with someone like Jing Hongming is a kind of torture.
First, he would always take the initiative to entertain guests, but he would not order meals that would fill people.
Second, he is like a dumb man, he never speaks when eating, and he chews slowly and regularly, which makes people think that he is just a eating machine.
Third, he may be angry.
When he walked into the small restaurant, Li Nanfang had a chance to escape.
But he can't run away, otherwise in less than half an hour, the streets and alleys will be full of wanted warrants to arrest him.
Besides, this is someone who really cares about Li Nanfang.
Otherwise, do people help him raise a lover for Mao?
So Li Nanfang had to hold his clothes, sat opposite him obediently, and looked at his pen on the menu, always sketching those lotus root, preserved egg tofu and the like.
Doesn't he know that Boss Li is in urgent need of big fish and meat for supplements?
What was even more annoying was that he ordered two dishes and a bowl of white rice. He regarded the waiter's eyes that were almost out of his eyes as nothing.
This is to show that he eats, Li Nanfang looks.
Li Nanfang could not lose his temper.
When the elders show you the color, you are stubborn and playful.
Fortunately, Jing Hongming is not too cold-blooded.
It took a full half an hour to eat two plates, one bowl was cleaner than the dog licked, then took a paper towel and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said to Li Nanfang, who was holding his stomach with one hand and couldn't help swallowing: "Wait later, someone will accompany you to eat and drink. Eat as much as you want, even if you take a bath with alcohol, that person will only look at you idiotically."
He didn't say who that person was.
Li Nanfang didn't ask either—Jing Hongming had already said it when he was outside.
"Uncle Ten, I don't want to reveal the news of returning to China, but I didn't deliberately hide it from you----"
As soon as Li Nanfang said this, he was interrupted by Jing Hongming: "I know. Needless to say."
Li Nanfang still said: "I don't know if this dress will be or belong to her. This dress was stolen for me by a big demon."
"Shut up first and listen to me tell you a story."
Just when Li Nanfang went to get the water cup pretending to be random, Jing Hongming took the kettle first and started telling him a story.
Jing Hongming felt that only when Li Nanfang was tired and hungry would he remember Jiang Moran's story deeply.
Li Nanfang scratched his ears, expressing his respectful listening.
When he first listened, he was still unsure of his stomach getting hungry.
But after listening for a while-I believe someone put a knife on his neck and asked him to eat, he won't eat anymore.
After learning that Jiang Moran was so affectionate to him and pinning his thoughts on him on those shoes, if Li Nanfang still had the heart to eat, would he still be a person?
"Well, I've said everything that should be said. How do you feel now?"
Jing Hongming took out a cigarette and lit one on his own.
Li Nanfang thought for a while and said, "I will tell her, as long as she doesn't despise me as a married woman, I will treat her forever."
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