He used one billion to redeem the shops, and then the contracts for those shops were pressed into his hands.
Lin went from owing money to the bank to now owing him money to Yan Mubei.
The only difference is that the bank charges interest, and Young Master Yan generously stated that he would not charge a penny in interest.
As long as Mr. Lin spends one billion, he will return the shop rights at any time.
The man raised his lips and smiled smugly: "I'm happy."
Lin Qianqian didn't see it that way. Looking at this handsome face that deserved a beating, she felt for the first time that he was actually not that bad.
She said with some emotion: "Is it because I told you last time that my father spent money on me and my family's situation is not as good as before?"
For this reason, he gave her 60 million pocket money, and helped Lin redeem the shop rights, reducing the high interest, which undoubtedly helped Lin solve a big problem.
Although it was him who caused this trouble, he was willing to spend more than a billion just for a few complaints from her.
Lin Qianqian thought that he had good intentions for her.
Maybe he wasn't as bad as she thought.
"Shiver, go to sleep." He hugged her shoulders tightly, pressed her into his body, and said viciously, "If you don't sleep, I will eat you."
Lin Qianqian's face turned red, she choked on the speed of speaking, closed her eyes and went to sleep.
After a while, a man's soft voice suddenly came: "Qianqian, I'm sorry."
"Huh?" The person who was sleeping in a daze thought he was dreaming.
Because the person who spoke so tenderly and affectionately was definitely not the violent and arrogant Yan Mubei.
"If possible, I don't want to use this method to force you to come back to me." His kiss fell on her hair, deeply: "You know what? I will never feel uncomfortable when you are uncomfortable."
Then she heard his sigh, as if he was suppressing something, and was suddenly relaxed through this sigh.
Later he seemed to say something else, but she could no longer listen.
Falling deeply into his own sweet dream.
This was the best night's sleep she had had in a while. She woke up early in the morning and saw the man tying his tie in front of the mirror.
It was the end of summer and the beginning of autumn. He put his suit jacket in his arms and turned to look at her sleeping body as he went out.
Unexpectedly, he found that she opened her big bright eyes and looked at him with a smile.
He looked embarrassed. Thinking of the love words he said to her last night, a faint blush appeared on his cheeks.
With a thick face, he raised his chin and used his arrogance to cover up his shyness: "Although I am very handsome, your lustful look is too vulgar."
"Am I lustful? Am I wretched?" Lin Qianqian was stunned.
Yan Mubei, are you sure you're not talking about yourself?
Is calling a deer a horse your forte?
"Well, my saliva is flowing to my chest." He continued to talk shamelessly.
Those evil brown eyes glanced at her chest openly.
Her thin lips, as red as blood, were gently licked by the tip of her tongue, staring at her with some kind of charm.
It seemed like the next second, he would turn into a wolf and pounce on her.
Lin Qianqian's black lines were speechless.
Angrily, he pulled up the quilt and even retracted his neck into the quilt.
Humph, you pervert, what are you looking at?
Lin Qianqian felt that she would be a fool to say another word to him, a psychopath like him who was violent, perverted, shameless and often had episodic convulsions.
Yesterday he said he was sorry, you were sad and I was even more sad to say it than you were.