As soon as these words came out, Yan Zixu seemed to have been provoked in her majesty, and suddenly became angry: "Liu Zhenying, are you polite? Your elders are waiting for you downstairs, and you are still here to get Qiao. Do you have to wait until...

…”

"I told you to go out, didn't you hear me?"

Liu Zhenying sat up directly from the bed, his small face as big as his chin was cold and expressionless under the light, and his strong impatience was revealed without any concealment, it was so cold and biting.

Her attitude seemed to frighten Yan Zixu.

Breathing slightly stagnant, Yan Zixu paused for a few seconds and said in an almost accusatory tone: "The Pang family has a higher family status than ours. It's not something we can offend casually. If you..."

"What does that have to do with me?"

Yan Zixu choked up at the six-word response: "What does it have to do with you? Are you not a member of the Liu family? If the Liu family does not get good things, do you think you can continue to dominate Nancheng District by relying on the Liu family? If not

With this name, I'm afraid the Qu family won't even look at you."

But such a long speech only received a superficial "oh" from Liu Zhenying.

She yawned slowly, and there was nothing else on her face except the deep tiredness and sleepiness: "I'm sorry, I'm sleepy. Please go out and close the door for me."

"you……"

Yan Zixu was so angry that her chest heaved, but looking at Liu Zhenying, she was helpless.

Just when she was at a loss, she seemed to suddenly think of something and raised her voice slightly: "Don't you want pocket money? Then I'll give you a chance to earn pocket money."

When he mentioned "money", Liu Zhenying regained consciousness a little, rested his chin on one hand and sat on the quilt.

She narrowed her narrow almond-shaped eyes and asked, "How do you make money?"

"The Pang family is downstairs. They are here specifically for Pang Mu. As long as you are willing to go down, the gifts they brought..."

Seeing Liu Zhenying's eyes that instantly lost interest, Yan Zixu quickly changed: "I'll give you pocket money, is five thousand enough?"

"Five thousand?" Liu Zhenying raised his eyelids, his eyes were quite pale, and he said directly: "I want fifty thousand. If you transfer the money, I will go downstairs."

Yan Zixu just took away 10 million yuan from herself two days ago, and 50,000 yuan is not a big sum for her.

However, Yan Zixu's pupils suddenly shrank: "You only wanted 5,000 before, why did it change to 50,000 now? Let me tell you, don't imitate those disgusting faces outside that raise prices from the ground up."

"I just want fifty thousand."

Liu Zhenying was drowsy, his face cold to the bone: "If you think it's suitable, then pay me to go downstairs. If you think it's not suitable, then I will continue to sleep."

With that said, she was about to lie down again. Her posture didn't seem to be a simple threat.

Yan Zixu didn't dare to offend the Pang family easily. She really had no choice but to take a deep breath: "Fifty thousand is fifty thousand, I'll give it to you."

At this time, Liu Zhenying regained his energy, took out his mobile phone and asked Yan Zixu to transfer money on the spot, then got up from the bed. Just as he was about to change clothes, he saw Yan Zixu standing still and not moving.

For the sake of money, she put on a good face: "Are you going to watch me change clothes here?"

Yan Zixu choked up for a moment and snorted coldly: "You want me to see it, but I don't care about it."

With that said, she left the room with heavy steps and slammed the door shut.

Watching her back, Liu Zhenying smacked his lips.

She suddenly wanted to change the door.
Chapter completed!