Rebirth: Noble Miss Returns

Jiang wennuan swallowed a mouthful of water with difficulty, nodded stunned, and shook his head: "is there too much?"

Song Wenyan looked at her with a disgusted face: "isn't it? Isn't it a woman's nature to buy clothes, bags and cosmetics?"

Jiang wennuan smiled awkwardly: "mother-in-law, my economy is not allowed."

Song Wenyan seemed to react. She patted her forehead with her hand, took out a card from her bag and shook it in front of Jiang wennuan: "look, what's this?"

Jiang wennuan picked it up, looked at it and said, "it's no different from an ordinary card. Isn't this a bank card?"

"If a woman wants to master her husband's lifeline, she must hold his card in her hand. This card is smelly boy's private money. Now I'll give it to you."

The card was put in Jiang wennuan's palm, and Jiang wennuan's eyes lit up.

Yun Zhijin's private money. God, this is Yun Zhijin's private money.

"This, really give it to me?"

"Whatever you want."

……

In the bar.

In the luxurious card seat, several hot / hot women surrounded a handsome man, singing and dancing.

Women look surprisingly consistent. They all have awl faces, big eyes and high nose.

It's like a mold. Yeah.

Beautiful women never lack men's eyes, but Yun Zhijin's eyebrows are twisted into a ball. Jiang wennuan's fat little face can't be waved away in front of him like a magic spell.

A few minutes ago, Jiang wennuan called him and scolded him: "Yun Zhijin, let's wait and see when you beg me."

Then she hung up the phone. Yun Zhijin snorted coldly, disdaining, and didn't take her threat to heart at all.

"Yunshao, what's the matter with you? You've been unhappy since you came in. Who made us Yunshao angry?" A long hair shawl woman, like a snake, was paralyzed on the side of Yun Jin's body. Her body was full of perfume, and it made people feel sick.

Yun Zhijin unexpectedly inexplicably missed Jiang wennuan's milk fragrance. He turned his head in disgust and was far away from the woman.

"Nothing." He said lightly.

The woman saw his disgust that flashed away from the bottom of her eyes, but as if nothing had happened, she continued to encourage him and said, "Oh, don't think about those unhappy things when you come out to play. Come and have a drink."

The woman picked up the cup, looked at Yun Zhijin in one fell swoop, provocatively raised her eyebrows, and then drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Yun Zhijin's chest / mouth always had a lingering depression. His eyes twinkled for a while, then he picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp.

After a few drinks, his eyes wandered away.

The body swings to the beat of the music.

When the music reached the high / tide, he jumped onto the stage, grabbed the host's microphone and shouted to the people below: "I'll pay for the whole consumption today. Let's drink as much as we can."

"Wow..." the audience burst into warm applause. The cheers were higher than the waves. The whole audience presented Yun Zhijin as the God of wealth.

Yun Zhijin stood on the high platform and enjoyed the pursuit of everyone. She was a little elated.

The depression after the quarrel with Jiang wennuan dissipated.

I don't know how long it took, Yun Zhijin opened her eyes from her sleep.

In front of him, a staff member of the wine table was looking at him with a smile: "young master Yun, we're closing."

Yun Zhijin opened her misty eyes and looked around. She found that all the people in the bar had gone / gone, leaving him alone.

"Ah, close so soon?" He murmured, stood up with his body, and was about to go out.

The bartender quickly stopped him: "young master Yun, you haven't paid yet."

Yun Zhijin narrowed her eyes and thought for a moment. Then she remembered that after she drank too much, she seemed to say that she wanted to pay for the whole audience.

He Oh, took it out of his pocket, took out a card and handed it to him: "swipe the card."

The bartender took the card and came back after a while: "sorry, young master Yun, you have no money for this card."

"No money?" Yun Zhijin's eyebrows wrinkled into a knot: "this card has at least a few million, how can there be no money?"

The bartender smiled awkwardly: "there's really no point."

Yun Zhijin's wine suddenly woke up. He hurriedly took the card and brushed it himself. Sure enough, a cold voice came from the machine: "the balance on your card is insufficient..."

"What's going on? Where's my money?" Yun Zhijin was completely flustered.

The bartender's face suddenly cooled down: "young master Yun, don't joke with us like this. Our shop has small profits and can't stand this."

Yun Zhijin gave them a speechless look: "why, can I still owe you money? My card balance is insufficient. There must be a problem. Wait for me to call and ask."

Picking up the phone, he dialed song Wenyan.

The phone was not connected until a minute later.

"Hello?" Song Wenyan's lazy voice came from the phone. It seemed that she had just woke up: "what's the phone call in the middle of the night?"

Yun Zhijin seemed to see the life-saving Bodhisattva: "Mom, where's my Cary's money?"

The main card has always been in Song Wenyan's hand. Now the card has no money. Yun Zhijin first thought of song Wenyan.

Is she in urgent need? She took it.

Song Wenyan yawned and said lazily, "I warmed my card. What's the matter?"

"What?" Yun Zhijin's voice suddenly raised and her eyes widened: "Mom, how did you give her the card?"

Song Wenyan's anger was suddenly picked up: "why, it's natural for you to give your card to your wife. Don't disturb my sleep, smelly boy, or I'll skin you."

Then he hung up the phone.

Yun Xiaotian woke up vaguely. Hearing that song Wenyan was so angry, he couldn't help asking, "what's the matter, wife, who made you angry?"

Song Wenyan replied unhappily, "don't worry about him if you cheat."

She turned off her cell phone and Yun Xiaotian's cell phone by the way.

As soon as the quilt was pulled, he continued to sleep.

Yun Zhijin didn't expect this result. He called song Wenyan again, but it showed that the other party had turned off.

The bartender knew he was in trouble when he looked confused.

"Young master Yun, don't you have no money?" The bartender's respect faded from his face, and his attitude was obviously bad.

At this time, Yun Zhijin remembered what Jiang wennuan said: when you beg me.

Cold sweat rose from his back. Yun Zhijin looked at the tall wine keepers in front of him and swallowed hard.

"Wait a minute. I'll have the money delivered right away."

He quickly dialed Tongjiang's warm phone. The other party seemed to be waiting for him. Yes, it was connected in almost a second.

"Oh, isn't this master Yun? You called me in the middle of the night. Shouldn't you want to borrow money?"