The devil respects the generation guide, and my sentinel loves brainstorming.

"If I hadn't been introduced by my master, do you think I would be lucky enough to marry your mother? Would I still be able to give birth to you?

I told you over and over again that you must respect your master, be honest, and don't be greedy for petty gains. You have heard it and gone to your stomach! "

Yang's father's face turned red with anger, and he slapped Yang Ping again.

Both sides of Yang Ping's face were symmetrically swollen. He covered his face and shouted aggrievedly: "You never said this, how could I know!"

Duan Xiangyan patted Yang's father on the shoulder: "Old Yang, don't be angry. Let Xiao Yang pay back the money owed to His Highness the Prince. He can decide whether to leave or leave."

"You still owe His Highness the money?!" Yang's father covered his chest and breathed rapidly: "Why don't you return the money to His Highness quickly!"

Yang Ping scratched his head and shouted: "I told you he didn't want it! He was the stupid one who didn't participate in the money sharing in the first place! He didn't even let me pay it back, so why are you forcing me?"

He spent a lot of money raising a few lovers outside, and now he was asked to pay back the principal with interest?

It’s not enough to sell him!

Ning Zhiyuan raised his hand: "Hey, hey, after talking for a long time, did you hear my Highness say no?"

Yu Weining didn't say a word from beginning to end. When he heard Ning Zhiyuan's words "My Highness," his eyes instantly lit up and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Yang Ping argued: "He doesn't like to talk to begin with, but when he's on a mission, he can go the whole day without saying a word!"

Yu Weining raised his eyes: "Pay back the money."

Ning Zhiyuan raised two fingers: "He said two words, pay for it.

Now, if you pay now, I only need what you have on hand, and I will pay you back with interest. By the way, remember to pay back Mr. Duan’s money. "

Yang Ping gritted his teeth and refused to let go. It was his father who owed him 10 million, not him!

There is no law that requires the father to pay back his debts. If Yu Weining himself did not participate in the distribution, no one could do anything to him if he did not pay back!

Duan Xiangyan could see through his mind at a glance. Lao Yang was good as a person, but not good at business or teaching his son.

"Don't think about delaying the return, I have plenty of means to make you spit it out!"

"Mr. Duan, don't worry, let me try."

If you want debt, it’s better to do it yourself.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at Father Yang: "Uncle Yang, do you want to watch here?"

Father Yang gritted his teeth and said, "I'm just watching here. Princess, just teach him a lesson! If this bastard dares to resist, I'll beat him for you!"

The demon lord took action, but the little sentinel had no power to resist.

Ning Zhiyuan spoke slowly: "You have two choices now. One is to pay back the money voluntarily, and the other is to pay back the money yourself."

Yang Ping didn't hear any difference between the two. He stared at the half-open door leading to the garden, calculating the probability of running away.

Ning Zhiyuan saw his intention and slapped him: "Okay, then you can give it yourself!"

Yang Ping found that his body was moving uncontrollably.

Click on the bracelet with your left hand, enter the transfer interface, enter an account number, and note: [Repay Yu Weining's money, the repayer is Yang Ping].

Then scan your face to complete the transfer.

In view of Yang Ping's attitude problem, Ning Zhiyuan only left 250 yuan in his account, and he left more than yuan for those who had a good attitude.

Yang Ping, who regained control of his body, shouted hysterically: "Give me the money back! I want to call the police! I want to sue you!"

Ning Zhiyuan made a "please" gesture: "Go ahead. If you don't report this to the police, I will look down on you. It makes sense to get paid for nothing if you don't work."

Yang Ping's voice was sharp and harsh: "I didn't stop working! I was doing supply work in the rear, and Yu Weining knew about it!"

Ning Zhiyuan looked at Yu Weining: "Is this happening?"

Yu Weining mercilessly exposed Yang Ping's words: "Every time we go on a mission, Zuo Qianhuan is responsible for the logistics and supply. At the same time, he also fights with me."

Yang Ping wanted to say something else, but Father Yang kicked him to the ground.

Father Yang's head was so angry that Duan Xiangyan patted him: "Old Yang, don't be too angry. Your body is the most important thing."

Father Yang shook his head, took a deep breath, and smiled bitterly: "I am really a useless person. I can't do business well or teach children well..."

He could see clearly from the side that there were more than 7 million in Yang Ping's account!

When Yang Ping boasted that he had made a lot of money doing tasks, Yang's father joked that he wanted to retire early so that Yang Ping could take care of himself.

What did Yang Ping say?

[Dad, don’t be kidding me. How can I have money to support you? I’m still living on your salary! 】

"Your mother was sick and you didn't even take out the money. If I hadn't lent me the money..."

Father Yang's eyes were red. He took a deep breath and said word by word: "From today on, don't even think about taking a penny from me."

Yang Ping panicked: "Dad? I'm your son! Just because of a few words from these people, why don't you care about me and don't support me?!"

Ning Zhiyuan swiped his index finger on his face twice: "Let's have some face. When you get older, you still have to be raised by your father. It's shameless and embarrassing."

"Shut up!" Yang Ping turned and shouted at Ning Zhiyuan: "You sissy guide!"

"bump!"

Yu Weining's mental power directly knocked Yang Ping away. His tone was filled with coldness: "He is stronger than me. Who do you think you are?"

Duan Xiangyan called the robot security guard: "Yang Ping, please go back to your room and stay there. I can also give you a place to stay for your father's sake. If you continue to make trouble..."

Yang Ping is a refined egotist. He only has so little money left on him now, and there is no way he can live out his life.

Those little lovers know that each of them is very smart, and if they know that he has no money, he will fall out of love faster than reading a book.

Gritting his teeth, Yang Ping glanced at Yu Weining and Ning Zhiyuan hatefully, got up and walked back to his room. He didn't believe that his father would really refuse to pay.

Father Yang seemed to have aged many years all of a sudden, and his whole back was stooped.

Duan Xiangyan patted Yang's father on the shoulder, silently comforting him.

Yu Weining: "I will not look for him again in the future, let alone embarrass him."

Father Yang slowly bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Highness and Princess, for not caring about my good-for-nothing son. Sir, I'll go do something first."

Duan Xiangyan nodded.

His face turned into a full smile, and he said this aside:

"Your Highness and Princess, please have some tea. Do you know anything about Ba City?"

Ning Zhiyuan made a simple guide before coming. Ba City is a tourist attraction with beautiful natural scenery.

The most famous one is Zishan. It is said that Zishan will teach anyone who talks harshly.

Duan Xiangyan thought about his experience climbing Zishan Mountain, and his legs began to hurt.

"I felt so tired that I was about to expire. When I looked up, I saw that I had only climbed a third of the way!"

When Ning Zhiyuan heard this, he had to climb even more. He didn't need to strengthen his legs with spiritual power to reach the top in one fell swoop!

He comforted Duan Xiangyan, who was wearing a mask of pain: "Mr. Duan doesn't need to accompany us. Your Highness and I will crawl slowly and live our lives together."

The tea cup Yu Weining was holding could not hide the upward curve of the corners of his mouth.

Ning Zhiyuan said that he wanted to live a world of two with him.

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