I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

Then Yan Langyue said, "Sister, please find someone else. My eldest sister has already given me tens of millions. I am not short of money at all."

"Tens of millions? Huh?" Sister Confidence said with disdain, "Handsome boy, don't think that I think you're arrogant just because I think highly of you. Tens of millions is not just a few thousand dollars. You're really arrogant."

Tens of millions! Nowadays, young people can say that, but they are still too young and have no idea about money.

She only has assets worth a few million. Who would be crazy enough to give a man tens of millions?

The confident sister shook her head, aiming too high. "Come with me now! This little girl looks very poor. She's wearing fake clothes. Who can easily come up with tens of millions? Don't ruin my good impression of you just to save face."

"Just because you don't have it doesn't mean I don't have it." Wen Wan was almost amused by this confident sister and couldn't help but answer.

"You have such an arrogant tone. Little sister, you'd better keep a low profile when you go out. Otherwise, it will be very embarrassing for everyone if your lie is exposed." Sister Confident lifted her hair.

Wen Wan shrugged. It didn't matter if she didn't believe it. It didn't necessarily mean she had to prove how rich she was to a stranger. She didn't have that much free time.

Just when the confident sister was still talking nonstop.

A row of cars drove up to the front of them, led by the 1.6 million Bugatti Noctilucent.

"The sound of the Bugatti night." Sister Confidence was surprised for a moment and quickly took out her mobile phone to take a picture.

She sent it to the WeChat group of sisters, holding down the phone voice and saying, "Sisters, I saw the Bugatti Noire at the Yunzhongke Hot Spring Resort. It's so cool. I'll check it out for you. It's definitely owned by a super-rich man."

Sister Confidence said excitedly as she got out of the car.

Before they reached the Bugatti, the car door opened and Quan San, dressed in a black suit and with a stern expression, got out of the car and walked towards them.

Sister Confidence's eyes sparkled with gold, and her face was filled with unconcealed joy. She pressed the WeChat voice button and said, "Sisters, the owner of the Bugatti is a super handsome foreign guy."

"It's over. That handsome guy seems to have taken a fancy to me. He walked towards me."

Sister Confidence stomped her feet excitedly, with a shy look on her face. She pursed her lips awkwardly, raised her index finger and hooked her hair, thinking she was very charming.

Unexpectedly, Quan San walked up to Wen Wan, stopped, bowed his head and said respectfully, "Miss."

Miss?

The smile on Sister Confidence's face froze. A handsome foreign guy driving a 1.6 million Bugatti Noctilucent actually called the little sister she looked down upon "Miss".

Doesn’t that mean that this car belongs to Wen Wan?

Sister Confidence's pupils trembled, and a wave of embarrassment ran from the back of her head to her heels. At this moment, she wanted to find a place to hide.

She pretended to be rich, but when she met someone richer, she became as embarrassed as she was confident just now.

I think the tens of millions that Yan Langyue mentioned are not groundless. Others can drive a car worth 1.6 million yuan, so tens of millions are just a drop in the bucket.

She just said that others are poor and not as rich as herself. That's so embarrassing.

All the luxury goods on Wen Wan from head to toe were real, and she thought they were fakes bought by young people to save face.

Any one of the bracelets she was wearing could buy her car. She felt a chill down her spine and was about to get in her car and run away before these people saw her.

At this moment, Wen Wan's voice came from behind, "Sister, I think you are right. It is better to keep a low profile when going out, otherwise it will be very embarrassing for everyone."

Sister Confident got into the car without even looking back, closed the door, started the car, and drove away.

In the car, her cell phone kept ringing "ding dong ding dong".

These were messages sent by the sisters in the WeChat group. The sounds were like a magical sound lingering in her ears, reminding her how stupid her previous behavior was.

The Bugatti Noire stopped in front of a villa.

Yan Langyue secretly clenched his fingers into fists, his palms were wet with sweat. He closed his lips tightly and looked at the brightly lit villa in front of him.