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Xiao Yan was speechless, and Han Lengrou just said it casually, seeing that Xiao Yan had no lines, she gave up too.

Xiao Yan set off with Han Lengrou just like this.

As for the daughter, I can only wrong her temporarily. Seeing Jiajia's wronged appearance, Xiao Yan is also very helpless. Fortunately, he has a [family number] in the [Marvel Chat Group], so he doesn't have to worry too much about Jiajia's safety question.

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In the car, Han Lengrou glanced at Xiao Yan and said, "You don't have to worry about your daughter. I have hired the most professional confinement nanny to take care of her. You can help me deal with it in less than 2 hours at most."

Xiao Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In fact, he was holding a video with his daughter Jiajia on his mobile phone and told her not to worry.

Xiao Yan did not expect the story to develop into this way before, but now that this has happened, he can only bite the bullet and deal with it properly.

"Why are you dealing with your parents?"

When Xiao Yan, the soul, asked, her driving hand froze, and then her answer was very profound.

"Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. You see, I am glamorous, rich and powerful, but I also have my difficulties..."

Xiao Yan is a person who lives a hard life. He has sympathy and a sense of empathy for those sanitation workers and those who work hard to survive.But for the second generation who don't worry about eating, drinking and having fun, it is really difficult to bring them into their "pain".

So, he said something naughty.

"Your difficulty is that you have a lot of money and don't know how to spend it?"

Han Lengrou glanced at Xiao Yan a few more times, but she didn't expect that he was still a straight man. She quickly turned the steering wheel and headed for a road.

"You are right, I am really worried about how to spend money every day...because my money will make money, and I can't spend it all."

Xiao Yan's nervousness dissipated a little earlier, and he said, "You're quite humorous..."

"You were the first to be humorous—"

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The car came to a super mansion, because of special circumstances today, Han Lengrou didn't let the driver drive, she drove the car back by herself.

When Xiao Yan saw that the mansion was like a castle, and there were all kinds of super cars parked at the entrance, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous again.

"Didn't you just say that tonight is just dealing with your parents?"

Han Lengrou seemed a bit like challenging Xiao Yan's bottom line, she suddenly approached and said angrily, "What are you afraid of?"

Xiao Yan argued strongly: "I'm not afraid, it's just that you have to be honest when doing business."

Han Lengrou opened Xiao Yan's seat belt, and then said with a smile: "Coward, those cars were all given by my father when I was young. Tonight's dinner is only my parents, no one else."

"..."

Xiao Yan was stunned. "Are there a dozen of them?"

No matter how rich you are, you can't buy so much.

Han Lengrou got out of the car, closed the door, and said with a casual smile: "My dad is a nouveau riche. When he was poor, he was looked down upon by others. I was also given a car for my birthday every year, and I was very happy at first, but when I had more than 10 cars, I felt boring, and now I like to drive a helicopter.”

"..."

Xiao Yan was undoubtedly stunned to the extreme. He knew that many nouveau riche had retaliatory consumption. Not only did they want to buy flashy luxury houses and luxury cars, they also liked to talk about ostentation, and more importantly, they wanted to find a super beautiful wife.

The purpose is to make up for the poor life of childhood in all aspects of life.

But I have to say that although Xiao Yan is a street writer, he really wants to be an upstart.

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In this way, Xiao Yan followed Han Lengrou into this castle-like home under a complicated psychology.

Sure enough, there were a lot of maids and housekeepers in it, which showed their arrogance and wealth.