Upon hearing this, Song Beicheng immediately raised his eyes and looked at Ni Yan, with incredible eyes.

Ni Yan was probably the first person who was unwilling to be friends with him.

The others were all thrust into their heads and tried to get a little bit of nepotism with him, even a little bit!

This little girl was so good that she actually rejected it directly.

Song Beicheng felt a sense of depression blocking his chest, neither up nor down, and very uncomfortable.

No! No matter how much the price you pay today, I will still get this arrogant little girl back.

She has done so much, isn’t she just trying to increase her value?

good!

Then he will fulfill her.

Song Beicheng knew that this was a pit, but he would jump into it without hesitation. He had been invincible for many years, and today he met Ni Yan, a thorny man.

After putting down the tables, chairs and benches, Ni Yan continued to walk back, and Song Beicheng still followed him persistently.

His expensive handmade suit not only made others in the alley look back frequently, but also went out of place with this dirty alley.

Ni Yan held the bicycle and looked up at Song Beicheng, "Boss Song, I have already said it very well. No matter how much you pay, I will not agree. Now I am going home, please don't follow me."

However, Song Beicheng put his hand over the bicycle handle, stopping Ni Yan from pushing the cart away. Then he leaned slightly, looked down at Ni Yan, and slowly spoke, "Ms. Ni, as long as you are willing to nod, you can say a number of salary yourself."

This sentence can be said to be very domineering.

Being rich means being willful!

The two were very close, and they could clearly smell the faint fragrance coming from each other's body as they breathed in. It looked like Song Beicheng half-circled Ni Yan in his arms, which was similar to the wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to-wall-to

In addition to being a bit ambiguous, the picture is also a bit beautiful, and it is romantic like filming a TV series.

Whether in the past or present life, Ni Yan did not have such close contact with a normal man. She frowned with some discomfort, "Boss Song, you are also a person with status. Please respect yourself?"

Song Beicheng looked at Ni Yan like this, his eyes full of scrutiny, "Miss Ni, I will only give you the opportunity once, now I will give you three seconds to consider the time."

Ni Yan directly reached out and pushed Song Beicheng away, and said in a cold tone: "Even if you give me one million or ten million, even if you give me the entire Song family business, I won't consider it. Is this clear?"

Song Beicheng was pushed by a sudden force and almost fell down. Fortunately, there was a pillar behind him.

How could a girl have such great strength in her home?

Song Beicheng looked up at Ni Yan and continued, "Ms. Ni, you must have ideals and ambitions in life, and you must also be aware of the current affairs. If you don't choose a bright future, why bother to live in such a place..."

This is a bit ugly.

Ni Yan was not angry, and continued, "I wonder if Boss Song has heard a saying that the mountain will fall, and everyone will run away, and only I am the most reliable. So I will not accept Boss Song's voluntary gift. One day, time will give me everything I want."

Because Song Beicheng couldn't get out of the depression in his chest, he insisted on using a lot of money to hire her. Isn't it just giving alms?

Upon hearing this, Song Beicheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ni Yan with incredible eyes.

These words didn't seem to come from a teenage girl.

It's like a superior who has experienced thousands of sails.

This girl is tenacious and has ideals, which is different from the famous ladies and daughters she has come into contact with in the past.

Although she was wearing thorns, her whole body was filled with irresistible temptation.

What an interesting little girl...

For a moment, Song Beicheng's eyes were very dark.

Ni Yan, no matter what Song Beicheng was thinking, rode his bicycle away.

Ni Cuihua probably has arrived at the station now, so she has to go over and pick her up as soon as possible.

Ni Cuihua has already passed the confinement period, so Ni Yan wants to take her out for a walk. On the one hand, she is going to see the world, and on the other hand, she is buying some new clothes and daily necessities for Ni Cuihua and Ni Yun.

They have been in Beijing for more than a month and have not bought new clothes yet...

Because Ni Yan went out too early in the morning, he asked Ni Cuihua to take the tram at 10:30.

When Ni Yan arrived at the station, she saw Ni Cuihua standing there with her child in her arms. Unlike the first time she entered the city, Ni Cuihua's temperament changed a lot, and she also felt more confident in her eyebrows and eyes.

"Mom." Ni Yan pushed the cart over.

"Yanyan." Ni Cuihua smiled when she saw Ni Yan.

"Mom, are you anxious?" Ni Yan asked.

Ni Cuihua smiled and said, "No, I just got off the car and you came."

The mother and daughter pushed the cart to the street. Ni Cuihua looked at the bustling business world and sighed: "This city is lively and cannot be compared with the countryside."

"Mom, do you like this place?" Ni Yan asked with a smile.

"I like it," Ni Cuihua nodded, "Who doesn't like the city?"

Ni Yan continued, "Then I will buy a big house here in the future, and let's live happily with my sister and my family."

"Okay." Ni Cuihua nodded happily. Although she knew that this wish was difficult to realize, she still yearned for it very much.

"Mom, you're here to wait a moment. I'll find a place to park the car and let's go to the department store later."

"Go, mom is waiting for you here."

Ni Yan pushed the cart to the other side and passed a very elegant cafe.

In fact, the capital city in the 1980s was already very modern, with Western restaurants, bars, and dance halls already in place.

The men and women on the street are also very fashionable, giving people the illusion of returning to the future.

In fact, there were many popular clothing in later generations, which coincided with the 1980s.

A woman with a delicate face sat in a seat by the window in the cafe.

She permed the most popular curly hair nowadays, put on delicate makeup, drew her curved willow-leaf eyebrows, bright red lipstick, glittering diamond earrings on her ears, famous watches on her wrists, and beautiful cocoons on her nails.

All of this tells people that this is a rich and rich daughter.

"Why haven't you come yet?" The rich daughter kept looking at the time on the watch, her eyebrows and eyes anxiously.

I heard that Mo San is a strange person, cold and noble person, and difficult to contact. It seems that the rumors are not fake.

However, she just likes to challenge the impossible!

Mo San, right?

She took it.

A curve of a determined victory was raised on the face of the rich daughter.

Mo Baichuan was forced by Old Mrs. Mo and had no choice but to agree to meet the girl. God knows how reluctant he is!

The driver uncle who was sitting in the driver's seat was so scared that he didn't dare to breathe. The atmosphere in the car was really depressing, and he was afraid that he would accidentally touch the third master's reverse scale.

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