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The Evil Spirit's Demon Cultivation (2)

It was not until the lights first started that Xu Yuan had waited for He Lingyu, who had not finished his travels.

Xu Yuanfang saw three words on He Lingyu's face: I haven't had enough fun.

It's almost the same place as the Thirteen Tombs, where He Lingyu lives there, she won't have enough time to have fun.

"Sky said, you will tell me what happened to Chen Acheng, you are hungry, let's talk while eating." Xu Yuanfang said.

He Lingyu was not hungry. Sisi was a qualified tour guide. He prepared a lot of snacks along the way, but He Lingyu's mouth never stopped.

But being hungry does not mean that you don’t want to eat. Hunger and eating are all different things, but there is only an occasional connection.

This was the second time Xu Yuanfang had a meal with He Lingyu. The last time he ate dumplings in the inn.

Tonight, Xu Yuanfang invited He Lingyu to eat fried noodles.

"It's better to cook Aunt Zhao." He Lingyu said.

"Just eat it, I'm poor." Xu Yuanfang's face did not blush and his heart would not be beating.

"Okay, then I'll invite you this time." He Lingyu said, taking out a pink ticket and put it in front of Xu Yuan.

She gave the votes to Xu Yuanfang instead of the waiter. The implication was that Xu Yuanfang would take the votes to check out...

"No, no, I can afford two bowls of noodles, and I don't need so much." Xu Yuanfang hurriedly handed the ticket back.

At this time, someone was looking at the table, and there was also laughter.

"You are poor, I am richer than you. I will come this time and wait until you are endless. I will invite me next time." He Lingyuzhong put the ticket in front of Xu Yuan again.

Xu Yuanfang almost escaped from the small restaurant. Even though he knew that this little girl had different thinking from normal people, why did he say that he was poor?

He Lingyu caught up with him and said, "Actually, I am poor too. The boss hasn't paid me yet."

"How much does he owe you?" Xu Yuanfang finally recovered, and his eyes flashed with a sharp gossip on his eyes behind his glasses.

He Lingyu stretched out a finger.

"Ten thousand?"

He Lingyu shook his head.

"Hundreds of thousands?"

He Lingyu shook his head again.

“…one million?”

He Lingyu nodded.

Xu Yuanfang staggered and almost fell down.

This girl should really invite this meal, she should invite the next meal, and she should invite the next meal.

"Do you know how much money can I charge if the case in my morgue is solved?" Xu Yuanfang asked with a bitter face.

"How many?"

Xu Yuanfang stretched out two fingers.

"Two million?" He Lingyu was so envious that he almost knelt on one knee.

"...it's 20,000! Miss, do you think they are like you, and the collection unit is calculated in millions?" It's so annoying.

"You are so stupid. Remember to charge more next time, otherwise you will lose too much." He Lingyu patted his shoulder and walked forward with his long legs.

What do I remember to charge more? I want to charge more, and someone will give it to you. Do you think people like Mr. Si can be seen everywhere?

That's hard to come by.

But... he has been meeting Mr. Si for many years, but he has not been able to scrape out a million from Mr. Si.

Therefore, people are so angry that people are more popular.

He was about to walk to the hotel, but Xu Yuanfang remembered that He Lingyu had not told him about Chen Acheng.

"Come to my room and talk, it's safer than outside." He Lingyu said.
Chapter completed!
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