The little wild cat and the wealthy white moonlight female partner [wearing a book]

Lose money?

When Ye Wenyu heard these two words, she hesitated for a moment, then raised her eyes slightly, and glanced at the girl in front of her.

Inside the old and large coat is a brown sweater, the neckline of which has been loosened due to wearing it too many times. Looking down, there is a pair of washed white jeans, and the shoes under the feet are also the worst street goods.

There was an air of poverty all over his body.

Just like back then.

Ye Wenyu smiled playfully, her cold face was especially beautiful under the dim streetlights.

In this world, no one dared to ask her for money.

"Huh? Want money?"

Ye Wenyu took two steps forward, looking down at the girl with mockery and disgust in her eyes.

The wind in autumn night is getting stronger and stronger.

With a bullying aura oppressing the surroundings, Jiang Minghuan only felt that the temperature around her dropped again and again, but those bright and innocent eyes never moved away from the woman's face.

"Yes, lose money!"

"Don't think I didn't see it, you broke the card!"

Jiang Minghuan raised her head, her small face was full of stubbornness, and her two black eyes, like precious gems, shone faintly under the moonlight.

"Losing money!" Seeing the woman standing still, she emphasized viciously, "Hurry up!"

The girl in my memory has never shown such an expression.

Ye Wenyu felt a little strange, but more confused.

She moved the corner of her mouth slightly, opened her red lips lightly, looked at the broken card in the girl's palm, then looked at the girl's face, and finally opened her mouth,

"How much do you want?"

It only cost 20 yuan at most to get a replacement student card, but she wanted to see how much Jiang Minghuan would charge.

The night wind blew past, and the leaves rustled.

The girl wrapped her old coat tightly, and stretched out two fingers towards the opposite woman in the dark,

"two hundred."

Perhaps because she guessed that she wanted too much, she did not forget to explain,

"It's not just the money for the replacement card. Did you ask the police uncle to leave me at the police station that day?"

Minors going to and from bars are at most just criticism and education, why should they stay in the police station for three days?As for sexual harassment, it is even more nonsense.

"Because of you, I didn't go to school for three days. I didn't count late self-study, and I missed a full 21 classes. The tuition fee for one semester is 560. There are 210 classes in total. One class is calculated at ten yuan. It also costs [-] yuan, and the replacement card fee is [-], which adds up to [-], give you a fraction, and give me [-]!"

What Jiang Minghuan said was well-founded, and she stretched her little hand forward again.

"So, are you still at a loss?"

Ye Wenyu couldn't help feeling a little funny after hearing the girl's words about counting money.

His hands were still in his coat pockets, and he wasn't ready to take out the money at all.

"Just know, give me the money quickly!"

Jiang Minghuan was a little anxious, what was going on with this female supporting role, she had already said so clearly, besides, could 200 yuan be considered money to her?

Dawdling and stingy!

It is written in the book that on the heroine's birthday, the girl delivered a necklace worth tens of millions, and when she paid for it, she didn't even blink her eyes!

"Tsk~"

Seeing the anxious look of the girl, Ye Wenyu felt better for no reason.

She stretched out a hand from her pocket, held the broken card in her hand and played with it, and then, seemingly intentionally or not, she raised her hand, and the two broken cards flew into the grass on one side following her movements.

"A broken card, you want to ask for money from me??"

"Even if I throw this 200 yuan to a beggar on the side of the road, I won't give it to you."

The two sentences were cold and heartless, and the tone was full of contempt and ridicule.

Jiang Minghuan's gaze was dull for a while, and she never thought that Ye Wenyu would be more ruthless to her every time.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, her small face was even more frighteningly white.

The pain in his lower back disappeared without a trace the moment his self-esteem was trampled on.

That's not what it says in the book.

"Ye Wenyu is six years older than Jiang Minghuan, but she is Jiang Minghuan's aunt. As an elder, she dotes on this little niece very much. She brings her to her side to take care of her, and takes her with her whenever she is free. Going out to play, trying to make up for her poor and unfortunate childhood."

Thinking of the description in the book, Jiang Minghuan still refused to believe it, and raised her eyes to look at the woman with water in her eyes.

The female supporting role is the one who hates Xiao Bailian shedding tears the most.

She blinked her eyes, and the sockets of her eyes quickly turned red, and then, a round teardrop fell down like this.

Jiang Minghuan didn't move, just stood there, shedding tears while looking at Ye Wenyu, with a pitiful and wronged look on her small face.

Long hair hanging down the shoulders, dancing with the night wind.

Two small hands were tightly clutching the cuffs of the coat, and her thin body was trembling slightly from crying.

Tears flowed more and more, but she still bit her lips tightly, refusing to let out a cry.

This scene, no matter how you look at it, is really moving.

But Ye Wenyu still stood there, expressionless.

At the end of crying, Jiang Minghuan's tears were all shed, and she didn't have any comforting actions or words.

Jiang Minghuan felt bitter, and wished she could grab the collar of this idiot female partner, lean into her ear and yell, "I am Ye Wenxi's daughter, the little niece you are looking for!"

The scene of the girl crying silently in front of her gradually overlapped with the Jiang Minghuan in her memory.

Ye Wenyu frowned, her eyes were cold.

Sometimes, crying that is too touching is fake.

In the ward just now, it's not that she didn't see the girl hiding her tears, and she was completely different from the weak and pitiful weeping.

Which one is the real Jiang Minghuan?

Ye Wenyu watched calmly and coldly, and the corners of her mouth did not move until the girl stopped crying.

Just as she was about to say something, a middle-aged woman in a coat came slowly from the back path, panting slightly while walking.

Seeing the woman coming, Ye Wenyu hurried to the woman's side regardless of whether the girl was still here, and hugged her tightly.

The movements are respectful and gentle.

Jiang Minghuan knew that he had failed again by imitating Xiaobailian's trick of pretending to be weak.

She rubbed her swollen eyes from crying, turned around and looked at Ye Wenyu, only then did she find the woman behind her.

The woman looked more than 50 years old, with a little white hair mixed in. Although the years had left many marks on her face, it couldn't hide her noble temperament. One could tell that she was not an ordinary person.

Ye Wenyu gently supported the woman, Jiang Minghuan looked carefully, only to find that the woman was limping.

Lame dame?

Isn't this the mother of the supporting actress Ye Wenyu, the third wife of Mr. Ye? !

Jiang Minghuan instantly remembered that at this moment, Ye Wenyu walked past with the woman on her arm.

As expected, he didn't give himself a single look.

Jiang Minghuan was angry and furious, thinking of what was written in the book, this third wife is an old-fashioned old man, she has been very strict with Ye Wenyu since she was a child, and even Ye Wenyu's marriage was decided by her alone.

What would happen to such a person if he knew that his daughter was playing with underage feelings outside?

From wearing a book to now, she has been teased by Ye Wenyu everywhere. Now, Jiang Minghuan finally has a chance to fight back.

Looking at the woman's slender back, she curled her lips into a smile, and then showed a weeping expression, trotted all the way, rushed behind the woman, reached out and hugged the slender waist, and said aggrievedly,

"Woooooo, sister, why did you break up with me?"