The real daughter was spoiled by the sick villain

She lightly supported her chin, and after careful consideration, she said, "Miss Lu is so generous and thinks highly of the school and my design, so let's say [-] million."

"Su Lan, you're crazy!"

No matter how tolerant Lu Youyue was, she couldn't help turning blue at this moment.

She paid 400 million for a dress, which is already a high price. Feline spent money on her dress before, but it was only 300 million!

She knew that Su Lan had a lot of appetite, so she was already mentally prepared, she would shout at most 1000 million, or even 2000 million.

I didn't expect her to be able to swallow the sky with such a big appetite, that she even shouted [-] million?

The teacher was shocked and helped the table.

This must be a dress inlaid with Cullinan diamonds to sell for [-] million, right?

"Su Lan, you're asking for a lot of money, so you should ask for something reasonable." Lu Yufeng's face was cold. He had appreciated Su Lan's outstanding talent in design before.

As for why she made Lu Youyue admit defeat, he was also curious.

But she yelled like a brainless idiot!

Who would spend [-] million to buy her dress?

Do they think that the Lu family are all stupid?

Su Lan's expression was very modest, "Young Master Lu, I'm already very well-known. After all, compared with the honors of well-known designers of the Lu Group, my [-] million seems...not much?"

Lu Yufeng was stunned for a moment.

He understood why Lu Youyue regressed just now!

Su Lan... unexpectedly knew this secret?

Lu Group's designer plagiarized HR. Although he used means to suppress the matter, he also suppressed HR Company to the verge of bankruptcy, but once this matter was leaked, HR Company would use this matter to turn around. The reputation and stock price of the company have been damaged, which is a huge loss!

No wonder she dared to call out a hundred million!

Lu Youyue stood beside Lu Yufeng with a cold expression. The two brothers and sisters fell into Su Lan's hands this time!

Lu Youyue was so angry that she didn't speak. After thinking about it, Lu Yufeng took out the check book, wrote a check for [-] million on the spot, and handed it to Su Lan.

After Su Lan took it, she put it in her bag, and handed her dress to Lu Yufeng politely, "Thank you, Miss Lu and Boss Lu, for your appreciation. From now on, you might as well appreciate me more, and let me earn some money." Some pocket money."

This [-] million pocket money, she earned quite happily!

If you have money, you can support Lu Yingshen!

Lu Youyue took a deep breath to maintain her image, and didn't let herself get angry on the spot.

She asked the assistant to take the dress and left in high heels.

Lu Yufeng also wanted to leave with a cold expression, but before he left, he stood beside Su Lan and said, "Su Lan, don't be too happy, my fiancée."

The last few words he uttered with a sinister smile had a creepy taste.

Su Lan raised her eyebrows, and when she walked out, she found many media reporters downstairs.

She had some bad premonition in her heart.

She finished class and was about to go to Lu Yingshen's place, but before she left school, Ding Weining rushed over angrily, and was about to throw her phone in the face, "Su Lan, you dare to step on two boats, I will do it for you." The third master killed you!"

"Calm down!" Su Lan quickly caught her cell phone without breaking it into pieces.

She held down Ding Weining, this girl was always calm and composed, but whenever Lu Yingshen was involved, she would be very irritable.

She took Ding Weining's phone, looked it over carefully, and found that the entertainment section was full of scandals between her and Lu Yufeng!

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La la la ~ the update is complete!What are your thoughts on the plot recently?If you have any comments, you can raise them. I will read the comments carefully every day!If you have any questions, I will answer them one by one!Then there is a wave of update notices. I heard that a certain author will release 10 chapters on Saturday. How many more days?