The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

"I have received so many hundreds of thousands of dollars, I can't remember clearly." Cheng Lian chattered and fluffed her long hair, showing off, "Li Datian said that on my birthday, he would surprise me and give me a seven-figure birthday gift. Gift."

"one million?"

She asked uncertainly.

One million is a seven-digit number, and nine million is also a seven-digit number.

"uh-huh."

Cheng Lian tacitly raised her eyebrows.

They are just high school students, people with millions of savings, not without.

But not everyone can give gifts that cost millions at every turn.

The whole magic city screened through it, and the students with strong family backgrounds and such courage could be counted on one hand.

"Some time ago for my birthday, my boyfriend gave me a necklace."

She concentrated on eating the watermelon, seemingly casually saying.

"Master Zhuo gave it to you?"

Cheng Liancha's arrogant and sullen face immediately darkened.

She had been deliberately ignoring the fact that Mr. Zhuo was Cheng Lian's boyfriend.

What qualifications does Cheng Lianxun have for such a top-notch man!

"Of course, I'm the only boyfriend."

She lowered her eyes and concentrated on digging the red watermelon.

"How much is your necklace worth?"

Although he didn't want to ask and was afraid of being hit, Cheng Liande still couldn't hold back his curiosity.

Although Zhuo Sanye is very rich, much richer than Li Datian.

But Cheng Lianxun is only a high school student, and he doesn't like to dress up usually, so Mr. Zhuo might not give too expensive a gift considering her own conditions.

"Eight digits."

She said nonchalantly.

"Ten million?" Cheng Liancha exclaimed in disbelief, "How is that possible!"

Even if Mr. Zhuo is rich, it's not such a luxury.

A necklace costs 10 million yuan, which is enough to buy a suite.

"It is indeed impossible."

The girl who spoke in an inconspicuous manner, raised her head calmly.

"Heh..." Cheng Liandi was immediately comforted, "I knew you were lying, and you don't draft drafts for bragging!"

She is bragging?

Cheng Lianxun smiled sweetly: "Thirty million."

"What?"

Cheng Liantia, who was comforting herself, didn't react for a while.

"Necklace." The girl put down the watermelon spoon and pulled out the necklace from the neckline, "Thirty million."

Although it's not good to show off like this, but it's not bad for her to see Cheng Lian chattering madly, angry and helpless.

Cheng Liancha's whole body was stiff from head to toe, and his brain was rumbling with lightning and thunder.

Thirty million necklaces!

She was dizzy and a little dizzy.

The necklace was very dazzling, the red and white diamonds shone wildly, dazzled her eyes, she couldn't see the specific shape of the pendant clearly.

"What brand is this?"

She was going to check to see if Cheng Lianxun was lying.

"No license, private order." She smiled sweetly and harmlessly, "My boyfriend cut the diamond himself."

The figure of 30 million, she just said casually, anyway, it's more expensive than Cheng Lianchai.

Brother Zhuo said that this necklace is priceless and invaluable.

She doesn't even know what kind of city it is, what she values ​​is her heart.

Brother Zhuo gave her some presents from time to time, which were very expensive. There were many necklaces and bracelets, but she had never worn them.

Only this one, the necklace made by brother Zhuo himself, is very meaningful, and it was given to her when she was eighteen years old, so she wears it every day.

"You're lying!" Cheng Liancha became angrier the more he listened, consciously shielding himself from the unbearable pain, "You think diamonds are tofu, and anyone can cut them?"

"It's definitely not tofu for you. My boyfriend cut up a lot of tofu just to practice his hands."

She spoke seriously, and Cheng Liandi listened to her.

But she was mistaken.