She doesn't want to pretend anymore

One hundred every month, and red every month, this is definitely a good sign.

"Then I have to make up for the previous ones."

Xiao Qi understood. Since he had been given more money anyway, he might as well refuse it.

Yan Zhan just said that he would make up for Manman's previous debt, so he also asked for it to be made up.

"You can only make up for three years at most. Don't forget, you are three years old now."

Manshu reminded Xiaoqi.

Xiao Qi curled her lips: He is obviously more than three years old.

"It's okay, Xiaoqi. If they don't make it up to you, I'll make it up to you."

"Even if he's three years old, we'll have 30,000 yuan, okay?"

Xiao Qi smiled instantly: "Thank you, Grandpa Zhu."

Listen, this little mouth is so sweet, Mr. Zhu will be satisfied immediately.

"Master, are you sure you want to give that piece of material to Xiao Qi? You won't miss it, right?"

Manshu was a little uncertain. Why could his master be so sure?

"Don't worry about it. I'll leave it to your second brother."

"Then I really don't care, okay?"

Manshu took Xiaoqi out of the house.

Today is the last day, and because of the bet, she is bound to be targeted by many people.

Sure enough, she had just gone out when she met Ms. Jin Ling from next door.

The weather is nice today, with a clear sky.

Manshu wore a vest, a pair of wide-leg pants, and a sun-protective jacket on the outside.

This kind of weather is just right to wear.

She tied her hair up casually, looking pretty and lazy, with an orchid hairpin in her hair.

The hairpin has good water content and color, and it looks like it is not cheap.

If you say she is high-profile, it doesn't seem like she's wearing any branded clothes.

But you say she is low-key, but her hairpin may be more expensive than everything else on her body.

Of course, for ordinary girls, this hairpin is enough for Manshu, but if she meets Ms. Jin, it will not be enough.

Ms. Jin's entire outfit can only be described as noble.

The bracelets and watches on the wrists, the necklaces and earrings on the neck can all be described as priceless.

She saw the hairpin in Manshu's hair, but still felt like a loser.

Because she lost because of her age.

No matter how expensive the jewelry you wear is, it is not as good as a simple hairpin in your hair.

"You all look like a family now. Could this little guy be Mr. Yan Sanye's illegitimate child?"

Yan Zhan hadn't come out yet, so Ms. Jin Ling took the opportunity to talk to Manshu.

Are you trying to put some eye drops on her?

How could Manshu be fooled by such a trick?

"Do you think he looks like him?" Manshu looked at Ms. Jinling. "This is my brother. If you think he looks like him, it means that our family is quite related."

Ms. Jin Ling: “…”

She rarely sees people with such thick skin.

"I heard that you and your senior brother wanted to compete in gambling on stones?" Seeing that this trick didn't work, Jin Ling decisively changed the subject.

"I didn't expect that even Ms. Jin is paying attention to this matter?" Manshu was actually not surprised at all that Jin Ling would hear about it.

After all, she was the one who deliberately asked Chong Yuan to release the news.

"You've just started, but you dare to confront your senior brother. I admire you very much." Ms. Jin said this while covering her mouth and laughing.

"If you hadn't been so happy, I would have thought you were telling the truth."

Manshu's directness left Ms. Jin speechless.

It had been a long time since she met someone who liked to play straight balls as much as Manshu.

"You don't seem to be worried about losing at all?"

Jin Ling doesn't like Manshu very much, and she doesn't know why.

Manshu raised his eyebrows: "We have an old saying in China, I wonder if Ms. Jin has heard of it."