Luo Xiaoqian suddenly raised her face and looked at him.
"What's two million? I just moved one hundred thousand, not two million!"
Her eyes were full of doubts.
Leng Zimo frowned and stared into her eyes for a moment before finally reacting.
"Don't tell me, you don't know I transferred two million to your card!"
Because all the money on the card in the bank had already been used, she didn't even check the balance when she transferred the money before.
Luo Xiaoqian was stunned for a few seconds, then shook her head and asked, "Why?"
Why did he transfer two million to her card? She couldn't figure it out.
But soon, she reacted and drooped her little head again.
The credit card he gave her had a limit of one million, and the limit he had mentioned for her was three million. The two million should be the difference he gave her.
That two million was her money from selling herself!
How could she forget that he was the financial owner, and she was just his lover and his pet.
Above his head, there was a long sigh.
That was Leng Zimo's sigh, and there was helplessness, anger, and heartache in that sigh.
Raising his hands to hold her little head in his arms, Leng Zimo grasped her hospital gown with his palms, and then slowly tightened them, gently soothing her like a puppy.
There are thousands of words in my heart, but when it comes to my mouth, they only turn into two words.
"Fool!"
He called her stupid again. How could she be so stupid? Who would check her card balance every day to see if anyone would transfer money to her?
"You didn't tell me either!"
She said in his arms, her voice seemed muffled because her face was pressed against his chest.
After letting go of her, Leng Zimo's palm slid down from behind, held her face, leaned down, and her face came closer to him.
Come again?!
Luo Xiaoqian swallowed and sat there with her back straight without moving.
This time, it's her fault, even if he bites her to death, she won't hide!
Leng Zimo put his forehead against hers, still holding his palm on her face, and looked into hers with a pair of eyes very close at hand. He took a gentle breath.
"no next time!"
Four words, still overbearing, but in this overbearing, there is a bit more helplessness than usual.
Luo Xiaoqian raised her right hand, "I promise!"
She promises?!
Before he went abroad, she also promised to be good. Leng Zimo sighed helplessly, sat down on the chair, and held her in his arms again.
"Zimo!" With her chin on his shoulder, feeling his relatively calm breathing, Luo Xiaoqian whispered, "Can I discuss something with you?"
"In addition to returning the two million to me, anything else is fine!"
Yes, she didn’t say anything!
This human spirit has seen through her again.
"Remember!" Leng Zimo held her shoulders and helped her body down, looking at her with a pair of dark eyes very seriously, "Never be polite to me, now, repeat it!"
"Never be polite to me!" She repeated obediently. After she finished speaking, she realized something was wrong and stuck out her tongue at him. She spoke again, "Wrong, I should never be polite to you!"
Leng Zimo couldn't laugh or cry.
Was this little thing sent by God to torture him?!
How could he like such a little fool? No wonder, they say men and women complement each other. Is it because he is too smart?
"What do you want to eat tonight?!" he asked softly.
"Whatever!" Luo Xiaoqian replied casually.
"kindness?"
Leng Zimo raised his eyebrows, obviously not liking this perfunctory answer.
