The Quick Transmigrator of the Female Supporting Role Always Wants to Kill the Male Lead

  Chapter 172 I succeeded in greening the male lead (11)

   half an hour later

  The male protagonist was beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face. He ran away cursing and swearing. He couldn't beat so many people.

  This Shang Ling is really a madman, spending so much money to hire others to beat him, he might as well give the money to himself, he beat himself by himself.

  Mo Ran: I became so ruthless that I beat myself.

  If Shang Ling knew what the hero was thinking, he would definitely feel that he was a fool.

  …

   Mo Ran went to a nearby clinic to see the injury, bought some simple medicine and left.

   On the way, he began to think about a problem

  When did Shangling become so generous? Isn't she a poor ghost?

  How could she be willing to spend so much money to beat herself.

  She must have lost her mind.

  The male lead was full of inner drama, he thought about it all the way, and finally decided to go back to find Shang Ling instead.

  No matter what Shang Ling said this time, he couldn't be angry, he wanted to get back all the money in Shang Ling's hands, it was his own money.

In his mind, Shang Ling will be his wife from now on, and the money she spends now is his own money, and it is only natural for him to get the money back. He will be the head of the family in the future, and the financial power should be in his own hands. Only then is it reasonable.

  …

  She bought a cup of passion fruit and was about to drink it, but when she turned her head, she saw the affectionate male protagonist, strange.

  Shang Ling: Why is this **** here again?

   "Didn't you get enough of those lessons just now?"

"Shang Ling, I've been thinking about it. I think the money on your body should be handed over to me for safekeeping. I will be your husband from now on, and your money will be mine. I will keep it for you. Otherwise, what will you do if you lose it? This is our joint property."

  Shang Ling was a little stunned when he heard that, maybe this person's brain is not suitable.

  He didn't start when he just hit, how could he become so brazen.

   "Are you afraid of some serious illness?"

   "What does my money have to do with you? Let me tell you, I, Shangling, don't have a boyfriend, so don't hang around in front of me. Otherwise, I'll get someone to beat you once I see you."

  Shang Ling: This man's face is really thick, it's the first time I've seen such a weird male protagonist, this person can be the male protagonist, does it mean that the way of heaven has gone through the back door?

  System: Host, I think you need to teach the male lead a lesson, I can't stand this man's behavior anymore.

"Why don't I have a boyfriend? I am. We've been together for so long. If you don't want to say no, then don't. You wasted my youth, my feelings, and caused me to lose so much. You have to compensate me Mental damage fee, and other expenses, otherwise I will follow you all the time."

  He said it swearingly, but he didn't know why he was so proud and complacent.

   "Shang Ling, look, I'm short on money now, can you give me some money, I don't want much, just give me all."

  Shang Ling: You have such a big face.

   "Get out! Before I get angry, stay out of my sight."

  Shang Ling looked at the person in front of him, and the passion fruit in his hand suddenly didn't smell good.

   "Shang Ling, don't be angry, I'm leaving now."

  He rolled on the ground, and soon came back, as childish as a child.

   "Shangling, I'm going to get out, can you give me your savings, I'll keep it for you, you see, how kind I am to you, we've been here for so many years."

  Shang Ling: Where's the face?

   "Mo Ran, please be normal, you are not a child, you are an adult, adults are not as naive as you, you don't want to work hard, you have been relying on others, what about your face?"

   "Shangling, just give me some money, I'm really too poor recently."

  This person is like a dog-skin plaster, with a kind of thick skin.

  (end of this chapter)