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Chapter 747 She Wants to Talk About Love with Cui Jincheng

Cui Jincheng was not so drunk that he was unconscious. After getting in the car, he slowly opened his eyes in the back seat.

"It's you?" He recognized Hua Ling.

Hua Ling smiled and said, "Mr. Cui, I'll take you home. Where is your home?"

Cui Jincheng signed up for a community name, which is a very famous high-end community in Yancheng.

Hua Ling didn't speak anymore and concentrated on driving.

It was already three o'clock in the middle of the night, and there were very few cars on the road, so I soon arrived at the community that Cui Jincheng mentioned.

The car automatically recognized it, and after entering the community, it entered the villa door.

Hua Ling parked the car in the yard, turned her head, and bumped into Cui Jincheng's deep eyes.

Her heart trembled.

He smiled calmly: "Mr. Cui, we are here."

After saying that, he got out of the car and ran to help Cui Jincheng open the door in the back seat.

Cui Jincheng got out of the car and looked at her and said, "Go in and sit down?"

This point invites girls into the house...

Hua Ling met the other party's gaze, and her heart pounded.

Those eyes were deep and there was no trace of turmoil. It was definitely not just about being grateful to her.

They are all adult men and women, and they can understand it with just one look.

Hua Ling smiled and said, "No, it's getting late, Mr. Cui, please rest early."

Cui Jincheng raised his eyebrows: "I figured it out and called me."

Hua Ling: "..."

After leaving Cui Jincheng's house, Hua Ling smiled self-deprecatingly.

She wanted to talk about feelings with Cui Jincheng, but the other party wanted to talk about money with her.

A man like Cui Jincheng must be different from Cui Jinye and will not send her a few jewelry.

But she didn't want that.

It was already very late to get home.

The house rented by Hua Ling is very close to the magazine, and it is a small single apartment in fine decoration.

As a white-collar worker working hard in Yancheng, she was able to live in such a house because of her efforts and sweat.

For an exclusive interview, she almost died in a car accident with the other party.

The next morning, Hua Ling was woken up by the phone.

Her mother called her and she didn't want to answer her, but she knew her mother's personality.

If she doesn't answer, she keeps hitting until she picks up, regardless of whether she is sleeping or working.

"What's up?"

The other side of the phone was a slander.

This is her mother's usual method, first insulting and suppressing, and then getting to the point.

"Just say it directly, how much do you want?"

"Get a hundred thousand first, it's not enough." Her mother said with confidence.

"No."

"Why don't you have it? You haven't even had a hundred thousand yuan for so many years?"

Hua Ling held back her anger: "You have the nerve to ask me? Tell me how much money I have given you over the years?"

"That's what you should!" Her mother's voice was loud, as if someone was pointing at her nose in front of her eyes and ordered: "How can you not have a school district house if your nephew is going to elementary school? We have already raised some here. You pay 100,000 yuan first, save enough and pay a down payment. When you go back and decorate, you can give me some more, that's it."

Hua Ling hung up the phone directly.

The more glamorous she is in front of outsiders, the more embarrassed she is when facing her family.

She couldn't help but think of Ji Ning'er, who went abroad to buy bags and groceries more freely than others, and she never had five-digit gifts.

The key is that Ji Ning'er has no mother, but she loves her brother and sister-in-law.

She has her parents, her brother and sister-in-law, but she hasn't been back in that family for three years.

She used to go back every year.

My sister-in-law gave birth to her nephew in the first year. At that time, her salary was not as high as now. She gave her a red envelope of 2,000 yuan and gave her a gold necklace.

What I got was cynical.

When my nephew was one year old, her mother asked her to give her ten thousand.

Thinking that one year old is more important, I gave it.

As a result, I have to give ten thousand every time I have to give ten thousand.

When her brother got married, she gave her 30,000 yuan, but when her father was hospitalized the previous year, she gave her 50,000 yuan.

As soon as she works, what money can she have?

Only after the promotion did her salary increase. She was originally planning to save some money to buy a scooter.


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