I have everything in my dream, including my husband

???

Ding Liuyun stared at the 500 million check on the table.

Wait a minute, his head is a little insufficient?He Chen said that he was born in poverty, and his family relationship is severe.

"500 million..." Ding Liuyun gasped softly.

But in the eyes of women, it was more like provocation.

"Five million won't do, as expected...hehe."

The woman raised her eyebrows, and the bodyguard took out another check.

The woman glanced at the check indifferently, and said coldly, "Another 500 million, get out!"

That's 1000!

Ding Liuyun was dazed by the opponent's words, but he took a few deep breaths and resisted the urge to get angry.

I am just dreaming.

And this woman who didn't know who appeared from above might just be a subconscious fantasy after watching too many dog-blooded idol dramas.

MD, this script is not right?

He was the one who took care of the man, and he was the money owner. As a result... he was slapped in the face with the money by the boyish family members.

The woman was so aggressive that Ding Liuyun thought that he really seemed to have committed some unreasonable love.

Ding Liuyun was in awe of his elders.

Especially since he didn't have much contact with such middle-aged elite women, Ding Liuyun raised his hand and nodded his nose in embarrassment, looked at the lady in front of her who took her chin to look at people, and said a long uh...

Ding Liuyun asked: "Then... who is your son?"

The woman seemed a little surprised that Ding Liuyun didn't recognize her, and then she showed a disdainful smile and said dissatisfied: "Ding Liuyun, why are you pretending to be confused?!"

"My son is fascinated by you, don't tell me you don't know?"

Ding Liuyun was startled, that's right, I really don't know this! ! !

Ding Liuyun didn't have time to refute, the woman was furious, and the good temper she had endured just now was completely exposed, and she slammed the coffee table.

With slender fingers and exquisite manicure, Ding Liuyun was terrified to see it.

"You little vixen, because you have a good skin, you can say something to please my son, and you won't let go when you pick someone up?"

While talking, the woman sneered: "That's right, my He family is not short of money. My son has received elite education since he was a child, cultural studies, personal cultivation, and artistic accomplishment..."

"What's the matter with you, do you still want an iron rooster to hatch an egg and marry into my He family?"

"Ding Liuyun, tell me, did you know about my He family and approach my son on purpose?"

Ding Liuyun looked at the other party's He family, so the other party's son must be He Chen and ran away.

But Ding Liuyun was still not sure, so he thought for a while and asked, "Is it He Chen?"

"You're not pretending to be confused now?"

Ding Liuyun stood up and looked down at the woman.

"Is it that He Chen who came from a poor family, whose TV set has been broken for more than ten years and has no money to fix it, who went to a primary school for migrant workers' children, whose parents didn't pay him alimony, and who talked coquettishly?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

After hearing what Ding Liuyun said, the woman was a little confused and retorted.

Ding Liuyun was about to speak.

There was a knock at the door.

He Chen was wearing a formal suit, with a tall and slender figure.

He came in with a bouquet of flowers, his hair was waxed and combed neatly.

Changing his usual decadent style of painting, he revealed handsome facial features, a pair of black square-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, but his expression was speechless.

Followed by a man and a woman, both wearing workplace uniforms.

The girl looked young and was very anxious: "Mr. He, you shouldn't have left early. There are many people at this banquet who want to chat with you about new books, and there are some writers and collaborators among them. Very authoritative...you suddenly excused yourself to leave, we..."

He Chen didn't pay attention when he entered the door. He turned around and was chatting with someone: "Sorry, if I want to sell the copyright, I will let you know."

He Chen raised his hand to take off his glasses, his eyes were blurry, and he vaguely saw Ding Liuyun approaching.

He raised his hand and tapped the flower on the person's head, and said with a smile, "Here, a present, put it in the water first, and then dry it to make scented tea."

Ding Liuyun looked at the words that fell in his arms.

The skin laughs but the flesh does not laugh.

"Born in poverty?"

Ding Liuyun gritted his teeth and said a word.

He Chen let out a little doubtful haha?

"The family has no money, and you don't even know a music score?"

"Rely on yourself to work and earn money to live?"

He Chen didn't understand. The woman on the sofa stood up, patted her skirt, raised her chin, and said triumphantly, "You're doing well."

He Chen narrowed his eyes: "Mom..."

Wait, a flash of light flashed in He Chen's mind, he suddenly realized something, and looked down at Ding Liuyun...

damn!

"He Chen, damn it, you're going to die for me!"

Ding Liuyun didn't know how he woke up from his fucking dream.

He still vaguely remembered that he wanted to beat that big pig's hoof, He Chen, to death! ! !

The scene was very chaotic.

Ding Liuyun thought to himself that he was awakened by anger.

If everything in the dream is combined with reality, then He Chen has been framing himself?

When Ding Liuyun was brushing his teeth, his mind was wandering, his teeth seemed to be against him, and he kept pushing hard.

He bared his gums and poked one side of his lip, which became red and swollen.

Ding Liuyun grinned in pain.

Well, he hates He Chen even more!

Before Ding Liuyun went to school, several adults in the family looked at him with tired faces, especially Ding's father, who had a bad expression.

"You look like you don't have enough sleep every day, and you haven't seen your grades improve."

"By the way, is there any welcome party in your school?"

Ding Liuyun froze for a moment, then nodded hesitantly: "Yes."

Father Ding snorted, "What kind of show is your class performing?"

"Chorus, chorus."

Ding Liuyun pursed her lips and said in a low voice.

Father Ding's expression changed, and he was not very happy. Ding Liuyun didn't dare to look at him. He grabbed the strap of his schoolbag and said, "It's nothing. Anyway, I'm just going to sing along, and I don't know how. I'm going to school first."

After finishing speaking, Ding Liuyun ran away with his head down.

Ding's father didn't say anything, but Ding Liuyun's elder brother and second sister, with a bad expression, persuaded in a low voice: "Then don't care about Liu Yun's affairs, dad, it's been so many years, why bother."

The second sister took a sip of breakfast and said: "Liu Liu's singing is pretty good, just like my mother back then, and her talent is also good. But to put it bluntly, you are not allowed to learn it, and Liu Liu will not learn it anymore. Now people are To participate in a school class activity, you have to keep a straight face, as for?"

Father Ding lowered his head and took a sip of tea. After a while, he said, "Hmph, learning music is not a job, so what's the excuse?!"

The second sister rolled her eyes and said nothing.

inside the school.

Ding Liuyun quickly forgot what happened in the morning, his lips were still swollen and sore, and whenever he thought of this, he would think about what happened in his dream.

The class is quite lively, besides those who study, there are also those who get together to learn to sing.

The homeroom teacher doesn't care at all, but high school students naturally like to fight, at least not to make a fool of themselves.

The flag fluttering in the wind, Ding Liuyun secretly listened to the original song, the difficulty is a bit high.

He Chen lay on the table.

Ding Liuyun suddenly became angry, and was about to take a step forward when someone grabbed his elbow.

Looking back, it was Li Hao and Jiang Mingjian.

Ding Liuyun frowned, Li Hao whispered, "I have something to tell you."

"What's going on?"

Li Hao poked Jiang Mingjian, started coughing, and said roughly, suspecting that He Chen is not a poor man, and his family is quite rich.

Ding Liuyun groaned in his heart, he is quite rich, his mother threw out 1000 million to let this little vixen go, isn't he rich?

But those were just dreams, and it was difficult for Ding Liuyun to tell the truth from the fake.

Jiang Mingjian said: "His pair of shoes are not cheap."

The implication is that it is not something a poor student can afford.

Ding Liuyun couldn't help cursing out loud this time, He Chen was having fun playing with himself!

Ding Liuyun walked up to He Chen and slammed the table, bang!

He Chen yawned and raised his head, smiled: "Good morning, Liu Liu."

"Willow bastard!"

"Tell me how much your shoes are... hey?" Ding Liuyun's words stopped abruptly.

The previous pair of shoes were brushed clean by He Chen. Although the brushing was excessive, the net surface was a little fuzzy.

Jiang Mingjian and Li Hao took a look, they were still the same as before, just a pair of white sneakers.

Jiang Mingjian punctured it mercilessly: "The official price was [-] yuan, but it was later fired up to [-] yuan."

He Chen paused for a moment, and then explained: "No, it's A grade."

Then he added a sentence, and answered seriously: "Otherwise, I can slap it hard?"

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He Chen: When chasing a wife, a man should be tougher on himself!