This wealthy family is too rich for me

Seeing Jing Yiren's slightly reserved expression, Dongfang Yanhe didn't understand for a while, "What's the matter, what's the problem?"

"It's not..."

Jing Yiren shook his head, and simply told him everything, "I have already brought my brother back."

Time seemed to freeze suddenly at this moment, and even the air became an invisible wall.

Jing Yiren's original intention was just not to let Dongfang Yanhe stop distracting himself, but now, something seems to have changed.

"How did you bring him back?"

After the two were silent with each other for a while, Dongfang Yanhe spoke first.

"I……"

Jing Yiren could see that Dongfang Yanhe's expression was slightly angry, "I borrowed money from Chen Qianqian."

In such a silent space, it seemed that even the sound of breathing was amplified countless times.

Jing Yiren heard Dongfang Yanhe take a deep breath, "So, you borrowed [-] million from her?"

"Um……"

Dongfang Yanhe nodded, showing a playful expression with a half-smile.

"Don't you think it's not reasonable to borrow so much money from a stranger?"

"I really had no other choice..."

"There is no other way?"

Dongfang Yanhe stopped her, "Isn't there still me?"

"But……"

Now when Jing Yiren was about to speak up to defend, Dongfang Yanhe made a stop gesture to her, "I don't want to argue, I think we need to quiet down for each other."

At this moment, every minute and every second became a torment.

Today, a lot of things really happened to Jing Yiren, from seeing that bloody video, to seeing such a evasive brother, and to the current atmosphere of sword drawing and anger... She is actually tired, but now I still had to cheer up.

"If you think so, then do it."

In the end, Jing Yiren compromised Dongfang Yanhe's idea.

She should have gone to keep him, she should have told him the reasons for her concern and worry... But when she got to the point of speaking, she seemed to have no strength to speak at all.

If you really want to go on like this, then go on like this.

Dongfang Yanhe quickly turned around and left after sorting out his documents. He hadn't treated Jing Yiren with such a cold attitude for a long time.

After the "bang" sound of the doctor closing the door, Jing Yiren leaned against the wall and slid down slowly.

In such an empty and cold room, she was the only one left now.

... The night seemed to be able to silence a person. Dongfang Yanhe stood in the wilderness and dialed Chen Qianqian's cell phone number.

The other party quickly answered the call, "Why did you suddenly think of calling me so late?"

"Shouldn't you be very clear?"

His voice was so cold that no one could detect any emotional fluctuations.

"Please, you call me so suddenly, how could I know."

"Why did you lend her so much money?"

"Is this the money your girlfriend asked me for? Besides, I'm helping others."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Jing Yiren immediately added, "Don't even think about it, who in this city can borrow such a large sum of money from others so generously and readily."

"Do you think you look alike?"

Dongfang Yanhe snorted disdainfully.

"Okay, I just wanted to do something good, but I didn't expect to become a tongue-in-cheek with you."

Chen Qianqian seemed really offended, and hung up the phone before Dongfang Yanhe could say anything.

Looking at the call that ended abruptly, Dongfang Yanhe's eyes darkened a bit.

He didn't believe that Chen Qianqian would be so kind, but from what she said just now, he really couldn't find any clues.

Under the quiet moonlight, all the treachery seemed to be surging undercurrents.

Until now, everything was still under Chen Qianqian's control, including the phone call Dongfang Yanhe made just now, which was within her expectations.

In the night, the light blurred everything.

Thinking of the dispute just now, what Dongfang Yanhe didn't understand the most was why Jing Yiren didn't choose to rely on him, but chose Chen Qianqian.

Obviously, Chen Qianqian and Jing Yiren have known each other for less than a week... Argument is always a bad thing, so he frowned and started the Aston Martin.

At this moment, the screen of his mobile phone lit up again, and it was Zhou Shenke, a friend he had known since high school, calling him.

"Brother, how are you doing?"

The other party exchanged pleasantries.

"Same as before."

"what."

The other party laughed a few times, as if teasing, "Could it be as boring as before?"

"Is something wrong?"

Dongfang Yanhe was already in a bad mood, so his voice was involuntarily cold.

"Look at what you said, it's an old classmate, so why can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?"

The two have known each other for so many years, Zhou Shenke naturally grasped Dongfang Yanhe's emotions very accurately, before Dongfang Yanhe was really angry, Zhou Shenke spoke again.

"Actually, it's nothing serious, I know you've been under a lot of pressure recently, why don't you come out and have fun?"

The two have known each other for the longest time and have a good relationship, but Dongfang Yanhe has never participated in Zhou Shen's playable events.

There is no other reason, Zhou Shen is a complete playboy, after all, he is either obsessed with women or in love with wine and meat.

Dongfang Yanhe is not interested in these so-called hobbies at all, so he has never participated in them.

Just when he was about to refuse, Zhou Shenke suddenly added another sentence, "Brother, I have heard about the things about your company, and I'm serious, you really should take a rest, you can't always put yourself within this framework."

The words that should have been rejected dissipated into the night again.

Dongfang Yanhe glanced at the warm yellow light, "Okay."

This was the first time he agreed to participate in this kind of activity with Zhou Shenke.

This bar is very famous in this city, but the conditions to set foot in are very high. If it is not rich and powerful, ordinary people really can't get in.

It was the first time that his brother promised him to come out to play, Zhou Shen naturally had to make a lot of preparations, whether it was a lady accompanying the wine or high-end drinks, he had everything prepared.

"Brother, long time no see!"

Just after drinking a special cocktail, the box door was suddenly opened, and a tall figure appeared in front of the door.

Dongfang Yanhe was wearing a shirt with the first button loosely open. It was obviously the most common style, but wearing it on him gave it a different meaning.

The hostesses were busy teasing Zhou Shenke at first, but now they all stared straight at Dongfang Yanhe in a daze.