I Picked Up 100 Million In The Rental House At The Beginning

"What are your hands shaking?"

"I am cold."

"Then what are you blushing?"

"I feel hot."

"Is it cold or hot?"

"I……"

Lu Xiaoya hurriedly pulled out her hand and glared at Ye Feng, "I want you to take care of it? Go down."

As he said, he hurriedly pushed the co-pilot's door open.

"I helped you so much today, won't you send me back?"

Ye Feng suddenly became dissatisfied.

"You helped me, but I also told you the news of the Fuli Group. We don't owe each other. Go on."

Lu Xiaoya didn't wait for him to talk nonsense, and hurriedly pushed him out of the car.

This was a long sigh of relief.

Until this time, her heart was still beating wildly.

When Ye Feng grabbed her hand just now, she felt the blood surging all over her body quickly.

As if to burn.

That feeling...It's so mysterious.

At this time, Ye Feng's voice came again in his ear, "Still aftertaste? If you can't bear me, I will pay you to talk for a while?"

Look back.

Ye Feng was lying on the car window, looking at her with a smirk.

Lu Xiaoya suddenly became anxious, "Why are you back again?"

Ye Feng smiled "hehe", "I'll take a look at my painting, and you will continue to remember it slowly."

With that said, he took the "Picture of Mrs. Guo Guo's Tour in Spring" from the seat, turned and left.

Lu Xiaoya looked at his triumphant back, suddenly a little frantic.

Why do you feel this weird feeling?

Is it really interesting to him?

How can this be?

It's impossible!

...

After Ye Feng returned to the Zhongtian Lakeview Villa, he has been watching the "Lady Guoguo Traveling in Spring".

This painting is definitely regarded as an exquisite existence among Chinese paintings.

A model of the Song Dynasty is already called a national treasure.

What kind of sensation would it cause if the news that this original work was born was spread.

I can't imagine it at all.

Just as he was immersed in it, he suddenly received a call from Chen Xuan.

He didn't even think about it, so he connected directly.

"Hey, Ye Feng, can you be my boyfriend?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Chen Xuan came to such a sentence without thinking.

"This...isn't it a bit too sudden? I'm not mentally prepared at all."

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but ridicule.

"Sorry, I mean, can you pretend to be my boyfriend?"

Chen Xuan knew that he had caused a misunderstanding and hurriedly explained.

"Is it just pretending? How boring is that?"

"I didn't joking with you, can you help me?"

"what is the problem?"

"Someone was chasing me recently..."

"Chasing you? Did you steal something from someone?"

"You guy...I mean, he is pursuing me and has been rejected by me many times, but he still refuses to give up."

"so what?"

"He doesn't know where to inquire, my mother is celebrating her birthday today. Even if he wants to hold a birthday banquet for my mother at the Regal Club of China, my mother actually agreed..."

"This is more difficult. Since your mother has agreed, I will step in again, don't I make it unhappy?"

"Please, as long as you can help me pass this level, I can promise you any terms."

"Any conditions?"

Ye Feng immediately fell into contemplation when he heard the words.

"The premise is not to violate the moral bottom line."

Chen Xuan is a very strict woman, and hurriedly added an additional condition.

"Then what is your moral bottom line? Kiss?"

"no."

"Holding hands?"

"no."

"Then you should ask another clever."

Ye Feng suddenly lost interest.

"Ye Feng, please, if you don't help me, I really can't do anything..."

As Chen Xuan said, there was already a cry in her voice.

"Don't cry, I didn't say not to help you."

Ye Feng couldn't help but feel a headache.

He is most afraid of women crying.

Especially beautiful women.

Will make him feel guilty.

"Thank you, I know you won't die."

Chen Xuan immediately turned her sadness into joy, and her emotions changed so quickly that it was astounding.

Ye Feng couldn't help rolling his eyes, "You tell me first, does your mother have any hobbies?"

Chen Xuan was taken aback when she heard the words, "What are you asking for?"

Ye Feng was a little impatient, "Of course you are doing what you want. Are you still the boss, don't even understand this point?"

Chen Xuan was silent for a while, then spoke again.

"My mother is usually very busy with business affairs, and basically has no free time. If she wants to talk about hobbies, that is, she likes to drink some white wine, and she also likes to collect white wine..."

Ye Feng listened carefully, and then nodded, "Okay, I know. That night, we met at the entrance of the Regal Club."

"Okay, see you tonight."

After hanging up, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel a headache.

He doesn't usually have a hobby of drinking.

Now it is a bit embarrassing for him to get a few bottles of liquor that he can handle.

Thinking hard for a while.

In the end, he called Guan Junsheng, the president of Swire Mall.

"Laoguan, do you have any better liquor?"

"Liquor? Does Mr. Ye want to drink liquor? There are a lot of high-end liquors in the mall. How many cases can I have someone give you?"

"It's not for me to drink. I have a friend. Her mother is celebrating her birthday tonight. I want to give a good bottle of liquor. But I don't know much about liquor, so I have to ask you for help."

"Friends? Men and women?"

"Is this important?"

"Of course it's important. There are a lot of specialties in delivering baijiu, such as..."

"Don't be like, it's a girl. You know this girl too, she is Chen Xuan from Lingyun Real Estate."

"Oh? You two..."

"Don't get me wrong, my relationship with her is definitely not the kind of relationship you think, we..."

"Don't explain, I understand. Leave this to me, and you must be satisfied."

"Then at seven o'clock in the evening, I will be waiting for you at the gate of the Regal Zhonghai Club. Don't be late."

"Don't worry..."

After hanging up.

Ye Feng checked the time, and it was just past three o'clock in the afternoon.

It's too early.

He threw the phone aside.

Continue to study ancient paintings.

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