I was about to get out of the car, but suddenly stopped when my fingers touched the door handle. Ling Hanyu was about to ask her what was wrong, only to see An Chuxia turned her head, looked at herself with a little embarrassment, and stopped talking. Originally wanted to get out of the car obediently, but she...

"That...I...hey!" She sighed, and when she was about to take a deep breath to finish her words, she heard Ling Hanyu's attitude suddenly become indifferent again: "If you have a fart, let me go, I rushed home to read the comics It."

"Hey hey." An Chuxia smiled dryly, while scratching her head with a hand: "I mean..."

"I'll pay you the money, get off the car." His face didn't change a bit, but An Chuxia clearly saw the corners of his mouth twitching unconsciously.

In front of Ling Hanyu, she seemed shameless many times. Then don't care about being brazen again. A pursed lips: "Boss Lord..."

"Don't let me hear this name again." Ling Hanyu raised his eyebrows, and with the faint moonlight, his beautiful face was like an angel at that moment. An Chuxia was stunned for an instant... Why did she bump into the beautiful man in the human world?

"Is it enough?" She raised her brows again, and An Chuxia found that the beautiful men in this world still like to raise their eyebrows. Is this the trait of a handsome man?

With a light cough, he concealed his embarrassment: "Actually, your face is gray."

"Huh?" Ling Hanyu pursed his eyebrows, and was about to look in the rearview mirror of the car, An Chuxia stretched out his hand and rubbed his face a few times.

He raised his eyes to meet the sly gaze of Shangan Chuxia. "It's okay, I've cleaned it for you! Thanks, no need, what I want to say is. You...Why don't you ask me? Why do you love money so much, and so on... You know, I'm not that kind People who love money."

Ling Hanyu seemed to smile, but in his slightly narrowed eyes, An Chuxia could not see any sarcasm. But she still felt deeply laughed at.

Why does Ling Hanyu think you are not the kind of person who loves money? You really don't love money? Is it true that someone loves money naturally, not life or forced by circumstances?

No one loves money because he loves money. Anyone who loves money always has a reason. Some are for Xiangche, some are for beauties... and she is for freedom.

Seeing An Chuxia's complex expression, Ling Hanyu put away the smile on his face and looked forward. Through the glass, his eyes fell on a small tree not far away.

"An Chuxia, do you actually like Qilu?" He said abruptly, An Chuxia was shocked, and after a meal, he didn't know what to say.

In the end, she heard Ling Hanyu sigh softly: "Sometimes don't be too stubborn. No matter what you need money for, I don't want to know. You don't need to know why I don't want to know, you just need to know...whatever you want , I will give it to you."

"Huh?" She suddenly widened her eyes: "Why?"

Moved her lips, Ling Hanyu's expression was a little stiff: "Because in the cartoon drawn by my grandma, the heroine is called Chuxia."

"Because of this?" Her expression was a little tangled.

Sure enough, the rich people's worldview is different from that of mortals like her? Just because of a name or something, as long as the person wants what they want...

"Get off." He raised his eyebrows: "Your mommy is here."