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After being rejected by Zhan's mother, Fang Siru didn't give up and came to the old house in person, wanting to kill her first and then show off.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Yan gave Zhan Yan’s mother’s gift to Wen Rao.

In the darkness, Fang Siru's eyes were filled with jealousy.

Is even Zhan’s mother on Wen Rao’s side now?

No wonder I had to ask for my own gift!

This is a gift from Shangqianzi to Wen Rao!

She knew she lost!

But she is not willing to lose to Wen Rao!

Wen Rao opened the paper bag and looked at it. She had bought that set of cosmetics from Chunfeng, which cost seven to eight thousand yuan. At that time, Chunfeng wanted to give her and Wang Ying a set, but they both declined.

The cosmetics Wen Rao uses cost 100 yuan a bottle.

"Zhan Yan, this set of cosmetics and jewelry are not cheap, I can't accept them."

Wen Rao made a rough estimate and found that the two together cost tens of thousands.

"If I can accept the gift for you, you can accept it. Your new wife has come to my door so many times, and my mother hasn't given you a gift yet!

Just accept it. In fact, you can guess what she is thinking. She wants to make peace with you, but she still needs time to do some mental construction.

But you don’t have to feel any psychological burden. Just accept the gift and leave the rest to me. "

Zhan Yan put the paper bag into the car and urged Wen Rao to get in the car.

"Then I'll buy something for auntie another day. The part-time job I took as a translator a while ago has reached 3 yuan."

Wen Rao still didn't know that Zhan Yan had arranged this part-time job from the beginning.

Zhan Yan smiled lightly after hearing this. He was also happy that his wife could make money.

"Sister, my monthly manuscript fee has also arrived. I also want to give gifts to my brother-in-law and his family! Especially Zhan Sen and the others. By the way, how many do you think they are?"

Xiaoer suddenly flashed his eyes with a mysterious look on his face.

Wen Rao and Zhan Yan looked at each other, one guessed [-] and the other guessed [-].

Xiaoer held out three fingers.

"Thirty thousand?"

Wen Rao's eyes sparkled with incredible light.

Her part-time job plus salary last month was less than [-] yuan.

"Yes, [-]. My serialized comic was recommended last month, and the traffic was good. This month, I will receive a six-digit copyright fee."

Xiaoer doesn't have that big a concept about money, but this money can make his sister's life better, and he can repay the money his brother-in-law bought for him as soon as possible, which makes him very happy.

"Six figures? Wouldn't that cost at least [-]?"

Wen Rao had helped Xiaoer negotiate a copyright with Zhan Yan before, and then left all the negotiations to Zhan Yan.

Zhan Yan told her that the price was good, 30.00% higher than the market price.

"It's 30."

Zhan Yan added.

The copyright was bought by a cultural company under the Zhanxin Group. The copyright fee paid to Xiaoer was indeed higher than that of ordinary newcomers, but Xiaoer also had to be truly capable.

His painting style is indeed very special, it is fresh and free with a hint of melancholy, and Xiaoer does have a talent for painting. Coupled with his hard work, his future is limitless.

Because Zhan Yan personally sent someone to supervise the copyright issue, the copyright fees arrived quickly.

"Xiao'er, my sister will hug your thigh from now on."

Wen Rao turned around and made a heartfelt gesture towards Xiaoer.

Xiaoer smiled shyly, "You can hug me as you like. This money can be just enough to return to my brother-in-law."

Zhan Yan's face darkened upon hearing Xiao'er's seemingly casual words, and the atmosphere in the car became tense and solemn.

Xiaoer realized from Zhan Yan's unhappy expression that he had said the wrong thing.

He immediately looked at Wen Rao with a look of help, "Sister, I..."

Wen Rao also noticed that Zhan Yan's expression was wrong.

.She shook Zhan Yan's arm gently.

"Xiao'er doesn't want to increase your financial burden! After all, 70 is not a small amount! And this time the copyright tax is also thanks to your help, so don't refuse."

After Wen Rao finished speaking, she felt uncertain and carefully observed Zhan Yan's reaction.

The next moment, Zhan Yan started the car with a straight face and remained expressionless all the way.

Wen Rao knew that he was really angry.

But she and Xiaoer really didn't want to owe him too much.