Leng Xuan was a compassionate person. When he heard this, he immediately asked: "I don't have any cash with me. Do you have an account? I'll ask someone to transfer money to you."
Jiang Liya looked up at Leng Xuan, tears rolling down one by one. She and Leng Xuan had only known each other online for a few days. Although Leng Xuan's sincerity online was very touching to her, the Internet was still the Internet after all, so she saw Leng Xuan.
When she saw Leng Xuan's indifferent attitude, she originally thought that Leng Xuan didn't like her and probably wouldn't give her the money to treat her father's illness. At this time, Leng Xuan promised her face to face that he would give her money, and then she realized that it was true. It turned out that
The Internet also has true feelings. So she was immediately moved and couldn't stop crying. Although she didn't want to be humble in front of Leng Xuan, she didn't refuse in order to save her father. She said immediately: "I have a card."
He took out an Agricultural Bank of China card from his phone and gave the number to Leng Xuan. Leng Xuan then picked up his cell phone and made a call.
Soon, a woman's voice with a capable tone came from the other end of the phone: "Who is it?"
Hearing the other party's voice, Leng Xuan felt a warmth in his heart, and said with a rare smile: "It's me, Leng Xuan."
"Huh? Honey, it's you. Whose cell phone did you use to call me?"
"This is not important. I need some money now. Please put 200,000 into this card for me." As he spoke, he reported his bank card number.
"Yes, I've written it down." The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly turned resentful: "You, you called me just for 200,000 yuan, why don't you ask me how I am doing now?
snort!"
Leng Xuan smiled and said: "I have no choice but to go to you now. When I finish everything, I will go find you. Then I will make up for you."
"I hate it." The owner of this voice was actually none other than Zhao Xiaoqing, "I know you are a busy man. Now you suddenly ask me for money, and it's only two hundred thousand. You must have encountered something. Since
That’s it, then you handle it and just give me a call when you have time.”
Leng Xuan responded and hung up the phone.
Soon, Jiang Liya received a call from her mother, saying that the mobile phone bound to the bank card had received a message, and there was suddenly an extra 200,000 yuan in the card. She asked if it was her who called. She answered,
Her mother was quite worried and asked her where the money came from and told her not to do stupid things for her father. Jiang Liya cried and laughed and explained that it was borrowed from a friend of hers. She finally hung up the phone.
Then he said to Leng Xuan with tears and a smile: "Leng Xuan, thank you very much."
Leng Xuan said: "Don't take it to heart, I'm very happy to be able to help you."
At this moment, in the small town north of Tianyang City, thousands of people gathered together, and one of the old men heard loudly: "Everyone, you have all seen what Tianyang City has done. This cold
Xuan, as the lord of Tianyang City, is so ruthless in his actions. Once the three realms are dominated by him, then we, the rest of the world, will not be easy prey. Instead of doing this, we might as well give it a go and fight to the death with them."
"That's right, we are dead, so we might as well fight with them. Besides, with the strength of so many of us, I don't believe we can't deal with them."
"Fight."
The old man was none other than Xue Hongliang, who openly provoked this incident. After his words fell, several people immediately echoed loudly.