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Chapter 1,300 Money does not represent your heart

The two of them sang together and had already made up their mind to put the shit basin on Ning Chen to prevent him from turning over.

At this time, if there is an opportunity to add insult to injury, I will naturally not let it go.

Su Qingcheng clapped her hands, and several of her subordinates walked in from the door holding a box.

In front of everyone, Su Qingcheng opened the box, and a dazzling light suddenly overflowed from the box.

"Look, everyone, this is the jade coral from the bottom of the East China Sea that I spent a lot of effort to auction. It is extremely precious. There is no other one similar to this one in the world."

Su Qingcheng showed the box in front of everyone, and finally her eyes fell on Su Qianxue.

"Sister, my jade coral cost 200 million. How much did you spend on the tea?"

Su Qianxue was so angry that her face turned red, but she was too stunned to say a word.

On the side, Su Sirui also took out his own gift, which was a ginseng as thick as a baby's arm.

"This is the 500-year-old ginseng I gave to the old man. It not only prolongs life, but also ventilates and replenishes blood." Su Sirui glanced at Ning Chen proudly and sneered, "This ginseng is also hard to find in the world and cost me a full 300 million!

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One is 200 million, and the other is 300 million.

When the surrounding Su family members heard the numbers of these two people, they couldn't help but secretly dumbfounded.

"It seems that Su Sirui is still interested in the old man."

"That's right, I feel that Su Sirui should be the head of our Su family."

"Qingcheng is not bad, but it's a pity that she is a girl."

"Hey, looking at it this way, girl Qianxue seems to be really no match for those two juniors."

Everyone was whispering, but all these voices were heard by Su Qianxue, who made her face turn red with embarrassment.

These days, she encountered werewolf attacks.

Although Ning Chen saved his life, his body was weak and he had been recuperating, so he didn't have the experience to prepare better gifts.

Although this tea looks cheap, it is still a top-quality tea that cost tens of millions to buy.

But now with Su Qingcheng and Su Sirui's pearls in front of them, my tea was immediately outclassed, and it seemed a little difficult to take advantage of it.

At this moment, Ning Chen, who had been watching with cold eyes, finally said: "Birthday gifts are about your intentions. The more money you spend, the greater your blessings are."

"Many times, money does not represent a person's feelings."

Hearing this, Su Sirui retorted without hesitation: "I only know that if you express your feelings, you will definitely be willing to spend money! What you said is just chicken soup for the soul that poor people use to deceive themselves."

"That's right, you are a pauper and country bumpkin who has never seen the world. Do you think you can fool Zhu and us with such words?"

Su Qingcheng was even more sarcastic and didn't take Ning Chen seriously at all.

"How much is your heart worth? How valuable is the birthday gift we gave the old man? That's our heart!"

On the side, Su Xinghe was standing in the crowd. When he saw his daughter arguing with his junior, he did not stop it immediately.

He originally thought it was just a simple quarrel, but he didn't expect things to develop into this situation.

Hearing Su Qingcheng's words, Su Xinghe frowned and became increasingly unhappy.

But given his status, it would not be easy for him to end up teaching a junior a lesson.
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