Lemony is a little cute

Chapter 295 Fortune Teller
10 yuan, winter down jacket, woolen fleece, and two or three bags, isn't it good enough?

"But..." Jian Ningmeng seemed to say, I didn't say to buy it, you want to buy it yourself, so it's yours?
But looking at Jian Jichen's serious face, it was obvious that it was done on purpose, so she obediently handed in her bank card.

Jian Jichen cut off Jian Ningmeng's economic lifeline as he wished, and he will be more comfortable in disciplining the little girl in the future. He was in a particularly good mood, and said boldly: "Meizimeike, Black Forest, I pay the bill."

"All right……"

Jian Ningmeng replied lazily, still mourning for her bank card.The two left as soon as they said they would, and drove to the CBD.Meizimeike in Mocheng was very popular, the seats were full when the two came, so they had to sit in the waiting area for a while.

Seeing that Jian Ningmeng was devastated without his bank card, Jian Jichen couldn't bear it, so he took out his wallet and counted 1000 yuan.

Handed it to Jian Ningmeng, Jian Ningmeng was a little confused, so she asked, "Does the Black Forest cost so much money?"

Jian Jichen knocked money directly on Jian Ningmeng's head, and a small piece of cake sold for 1000 yuan. That's not black, it's money grabbing. Jian Jichen said, "This is your pocket money, one month's worth."

Jian Ningmeng usually doesn't go out, and Jian Jichen also orders takeout. In fact, she really doesn't have much money, and 1000 yuan should be enough.

"Give it to me? Brother Jichen will give me 1000 yuan every month?" Jian Ningmeng turned from being lost to radiant in an instant, snatched the money away with a smile, and counted back and forth three times. This is the treasure in a small bag.

Jian Jichen was really amused by her money-obsessed appearance. He is really numb to money now, and he doesn't even feel a hundred thousand on the table. Seeing Jian Ningmeng's joy for 1000 yuan, he is also in a particularly beautiful mood.

"You paid the bill today?"

"I'm not hungry, let's go back."

This little stingy guy is even more stingy than him. Jian Jichen seems to have expected that if you give Jian Ningmeng 1000 yuan a month, the little girl will probably not spend a penny. If you eat his food and drink his food, you can save 1 yuan a year. For a 14-year-old child, knowing how to save money is really too difficult, but Jian Jichen thinks that if Jian Ningmeng really saves money, he will be very happy.

"Young Master Jane!!"

The sudden voice came from a rough man with wheat-colored skin, double eyelids and big eyes, very energetic, Jian Jichen turned his head: "Mr. Liao!"

It is Jian Jichen's business partner in the business field, and there is a little girl around 8 or 9 years old with her. Looking at the similar facial features, you can tell that it is his daughter.

"Xiaoxiao's name is uncle."

"Hello, Uncle!" Although the little girl looked like her father and was not as delicate as a girl should be, she had fair skin and big eyes with double eyelids.

Jian Jichen gave a "hmm", and Mr. Liao said, "This is..."

Jian Jichen said: "Jian Ningmeng!"

When Mr. Liao heard the surname was "Jane", he automatically identified Jian Ningmeng as Jian Jichen's younger sister, and said to his daughter, "Xiaoxiao, my sister."

"Hello, sister." When the little girl called Jian Ningmeng, she smiled very sweetly, because Jian Ningmeng was beautiful.

Jian Ningmeng smiled and said "um", wanting to say that the titles of "uncle" and "sister" are a generation behind.

In the end did not say.Mr. Liao ate cake with his daughter, and there was no seat, so he sat down and waited together.

He said a very superstitious thing: "There is a master who is very good at divination, no matter your past or future, he can calculate it."

　I want to see my brother's honey-juice cuteness, welfare is coming... I'm not kind, I stopped at a critical moment, I really didn't mean it! !I want a fan, I want a fan, my favorite honey, give me a tip!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)