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Chapter 81 Good, my money is your small vault

"Waiter, read it to her."

Yun Zuofan called the waiter over and held Tong Yaoyao's small hand tightly with his big hand.

Tong Yaoyao was sitting on the sofa, her back straight, like a primary school student listening to class, her face full of seriousness.

The waiter came over, stood next to Yun Zuofan, and just started reading.

"Ms. Yun..."

Yun Zuofan waved his hand impatiently.

"She doesn't deserve to be called a lady, she's just trash."

The waiter nodded, and then began to read in a standard broadcasting tone.

"Yunjun, you spent a total of US$2,755,890 this time. 1992 Screaming Eagle Cabernet Sauvignon dry red wine (Screa 1992), 2 bottles, one million US dollars. 1947 Chateau Cheval Blanc, 1 bottle, 304,375 US dollars. 1862

Year……"

Before he finished reading, Yun Yanmei's face was already as white as paper.

She couldn't care less that she looked embarrassed now, her lips were trembling.

She can’t understand English, nor can she understand the names of wines, but she can understand how much it costs!

If she wants to ask for two million, she can let Tong Yaoyao earn it.

But over two million dollars?!

Dollar?!

She tried to calm herself down.

How could she owe money?

She didn't do anything!

She gritted her teeth and tried hard not to let her legs tremble.

Two and a half million US dollars is more than 17 million banknotes...

How is that possible, just a few bottles of wine...!

Who drank?!

She thought, raised her head, and saw Yun Zuofan's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Yun Zuofan was sitting lazily, with his back leaning on the sofa, holding Tong Yaoyao's little hand in his hand, full of nobility.

He smiled.

"Don't you love your bastard son the most?"

"You, the mother, will naturally have to pay for the wine your son drinks."

Yun Yanmei's scalp exploded, and her head was buzzing. She understood——

It was the red wine that Qi Qi drank earlier.

What kind of wine can cost half a million dollars a bottle?!

"Invoice, show me the invoice for the wine! The price is whatever you say it is?!"

Yun Zuofan smiled and said, "There is no invoice."

Yun Yanmei relaxed immediately and subconsciously wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"If there's no invoice, it's fake. You think you bribed the waiter and you can pay whatever price you want. It's not like I've never seen wine before. You're asking for prices like this..."

"These wines were all bought at auction."

Yun Zuofan continued to laugh.

Yun Yanmei was so frightened that she lost her voice.

"Auction?! From the auction! Red wine?!"

The waiter nodded, "Yes, Yun Jun. Our hotel has an auction certificate. I'll show it to you."

Yun Yanmei swallowed her saliva frantically, unable to speak.

The wines sold at this auction are expensive...it's normal to be expensive...

Seventeen million...

Her vision went dark, and she realized that she had offended someone she shouldn't have!

Tong Yaoyao was also shocked.

"Sold at auction?"

Seeing Tong Yaoyao like this, Yun Zuofan couldn't help but pinch Tong Yaoyao's little nose.

"I took the photo and I'll take you to play with it later."

Tong Yaoyao pursed her lips and shook her head seriously.

"No, I'm not going, I want to play games."

After saying that, her face turned red.

"Besides, I have no money."

Yun Zuofan's old father's heart was really about to turn into water, he couldn't help but say softly.

"Be good, my money is your little treasury."

As he said that, Yun Zuofan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Everything he had before must be taken back.

He wants the best for his good daughter.

Tong Yaoyao raised her head to look at him, shook her head, and spoke very quietly.

"If you have money, let's hire a coach for the team first."

She was so good that Yun Zuofan wanted to kiss her.

At this time, Lu Zhanye came out carrying the half-dead Tong Qi and threw Tong Qi to Yun Yanmei with a cold look on his face.

Tong Qi got up and shouted.

"Mom! He hit me! Look at my face! Look at my face!"

Yun Yanmei looked at Tong Qi, thinking of seventeen million, and couldn't help but slap him.
Chapter completed!
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