Chapter 211：[ 211 ] The Weak Side

"This is my bank card, but I didn't call you the money." I've been busy in the store all day, not even touching my computer. It's strange, how did this money get to Qin Ouya's bank card?

Lan Qiqi was particularly depressed!

"Qiqi, don't make fun of me. I've received your payment on my phone. You won't owe me any money in the future." Qin Ouya shook his head, thinking that Lan Qiqi was joking.

"... Who helped pay the money back?

Could it be Jiang Xiaoyun?

She was the only one who knew the password of her bank card. Besides, jiang xiaoyun helped her with this card, and he used it to get money from time to time. However, according to jiang xiaoyun's character, he would not care about his own business. Most likely, he shook his hand and mistakenly hit qin Ouya's card for a hundred thousand yuan!

"Yes, it's definitely possible that this is the case. Jiang Xiaoyun won't meddle." Lan Qiqi thought to herself, but she was still a little uncomfortable, so she took out her cell phone, ran to the side, and specifically called Jiang Xiaoyun.

At that time, Jiang Xiaoyun and Gao Sheng were in a car not far from Lan Qiqi's gallery. Jiang Xiaoyun could see Lan Qiqi's every move clearly. He looked at Lan Qiqi taking out his phone, thinking that he was probably calling him, so Jiang Xiaoyun took out his phone.

Sure enough, after a while, the phone in his hand rang, and the three words Lan Qiqi appeared on the screen.

Jiang Xiaoyun curled his lips, smiled, and reached out to press the answer button.

As soon as the phone rang, Lan Qiqi's questioning voice came. "Yesterday afternoon, you used my previous xxxxxx bank card to make money, didn't you?"

Jiang xiaoyun looked at Lan Qiqi and replied calmly, "No, your bank card. I haven't touched it since we divorced."

"Really?" Lan Qiqi didn't believe it.

"Uh-huh, do you think a big ceo like me would be so bored as to use the money in your bank, huh? Besides, I forgot the password you told me." Jiang Xiaoyun curled his thin lips and smiled.

"It's really not you?" Lan Qiqi still didn't trust Jiang Xiaoyun.

"What's the matter, is the money in your bank card stolen? Or is it a lack of money? If you need money, tell me. For the sake of being a husband and wife, I will give you a little." Jiang Xiaoyun purposely replied harshly to Lan Qiqi, convincing her that she had really forgotten the password on her bank card.

Hearing Jiang Xiaoyun's humiliation, Lan Qiqi's face turned pale and he replied angrily, "I don't care about your stinking money, Jiang Xiaoyun, you bastard. Your world is only money, but also money. Just stick it in the pile of money!"

Too angry. After saying that, Lan Qiqi hung up Jiang Xiaoyun's phone with a crackle and went back to the gallery angrily to entertain the people who came to buy the painting.

In the low-key luxury sports car, Jiang Xiaoyun looked at the angry Lan Qiqi and sighed. "Gao Sheng, get someone to buy me some paintings."

Lan Qiqi's gallery opened on its first day and, in any case, it had to be a show.

"Got it, young master Jiang." Gao Sheng answered and found a stranger to go to Lan Qiqi's gallery to buy a painting.

Lan Qiqi opened a small gallery, which sold paintings, most of which were not famous paintings, but usually hung at home, or hotel decorations. Gao Sheng sent two of them back and handed them to Jiang Xiaoyun.

Jiang Xiaoyun frowned as he took the painting from the bodyguard. "Why only two?"

After going there once, he had to choose a few more.

"Young master Jiang, do you want more?" The bodyguard asked nervously, thinking that Jiang Xiaoyun was just going to buy a show, so he didn't buy any more. He just picked two and came out.

"Of course two are not enough." Jiang Xiaoyun frowned, especially worried that Lan Qiqi, who had opened the gallery for the first time, would not be able to sell her paintings. Moreover, Lan Qiqi's character was not suitable for business at all. There was no market for her paintings. Besides selling them to passers-by, she could hardly sell them.

"Then I'll go and pick a few more." Seeing that jiang xiaoyun's face was not good, the bodyguard turned around and wanted to go back to buy it.

"No, I'll go myself tomorrow." Jiang Xiaoyun took Lan Qiqi's painting as a treasure and looked at it again and again until he returned to the The jiang family.

On the other side, Lan Qiqi spent the whole day wondering about the bank card. In the evening, Lan Qiqi closed the store door and went to pick up lan Xingxing to go home. When he got home, he turned on his computer and looked up the information on his bank card. He wanted to know who helped him pay off the hundred thousand yuan debt yesterday afternoon. The moment he clicked on the details of the bank card, he was shocked by the contents.

Her bank card deposit was over 300 million!

Look at the money maker again. It's Jiang Xiaoyun!

Seeing the clear numbers, Lan Qiqi was stunned for a long time...

The breakup fee for the divorce and Lanxingxing's alimony, Jiang Xiaoyun was so generous, it was three hundred million!

But why didn't he tell himself?

She knew that Jiang Xiaoyun had given herself a alimony. Lan Qiqi thought he would only give a little, but she didn't expect Jiang Xiaoyun to give such a huge figure.

"No, I can't be looked down upon by Jiang Xiaoyun anymore. Return the money to him!" Thinking of Jiang Xiaoyun's humiliation this afternoon, Lan Qiqi felt bad and gritted his teeth, unable to be looked down upon by him again.

Thinking about it, Lan Qiqi took out his phone and called Jiang Xiaoyun again.

At that time, Jiang Xiaoyun was resting at his villa in Jin xiu villa when he suddenly saw Lan Qiqi's call again. At that moment, when he saw Lan Qiqi's name, Jiang Xiaoyun's deep face revealed an imperceptible smile.

He pressed the answer button.

"Jiang Xiaoyun, I have something to return to you." As soon as the phone rang, Lan Qiqi said coldly, his cold tone devoid of emotion.

"What is it?" Jiang Xiaoyun asked with a frown. In her memory, she could not remember what she had left with Lan Qiqi.

"Bank card, you gave me too much 300 million. I can't afford it." Thinking of Jiang Xiaoyun's humiliating tone at noon today, Lan Qiqi was furious and wanted to return the card to Jiang Xiaoyun.

"That's not for you. It's for Lanxingxing's alimony." Jiang Xiaoyun replied calmly.

"I can't take it either. I'll earn it myself. I don't need your charity." There was a determination in Lan Qiqi's words. She could never let Jiang Xiaoyun belittle her again. She would work harder to earn money to support Lanxingxing.

"If you want to return my bank card, come to my villa in Jin xiu villa." With his lips hooked, Jiang Xiaoyun cut off the phone. He wanted to see her so badly, but he couldn't tell her.

"... Bastard! She hung up before she could finish her sentence. Lan Qiqi had no choice but to grab his bank card and run to his villa in Jin xiu villa.

Lan Qiqi rushed to the villa in Jin xiu villa after catching the last bus. It was dark. It was just after 9: 00 pm. Jiang Xiaoyun's villa was still brightly lit. Lan Qiqi walked quickly to the door. Just as he was about to knock, the door of the villa opened.

Lan Qiqi slowly entered the living room and shouted, "Jiang Xiaoyun, I returned your card..."

However, she shouted several times in a row, but no one responded to her, not even half of the maid was seen.

"Where did Jiang Xiaoyun go?" Lan Qiqi was puzzled for a moment and went straight up to the study. He thought that Jiang Xiaoyun might be busy in the study.

With that in mind, Lan Qiqi walked slowly with his bank card in his hand.

The luxurious villa was as magnificent as a palace. Lan Qiqi pushed open the door of the study and walked in. However, as soon as she entered, she saw Jiang Xiaoyun's lonely and strong figure standing in front of the french window. His back was elegant and noble. At this moment, he looked out the window into the distance and wondered what was going on, as if he was particularly lonely...

"Jiang Xiaoyun, I'm here to return your card." Lan Qiqi coughed dryly on purpose to get his attention. He didn't know what Jiang Xiaoyun was thinking so deeply that he didn't notice her coming in.

"You're here." Jiang Xiaoyun turned around and looked straight at Lan Qiqi.

"Yes, this is your bank card. All the money is in it. As for the 100,000 yuan that was inexplicably transferred out at noon, there is nothing less. I will find a way to earn the 100,000 yuan and return it to you." Lan Qiqi took out the $ 300 million card from his bag and handed it to Jiang Xiaoyun.

"I don't need that money. There's no need to pay me back." Jiang Xiaoyun sighed as he looked at the card with a low gaze. The woman in front of him was such a fool. If it were any other woman, she would have woken up from her dream with the three hundred million yuan, and only Lan Qiqi would have given it back to her.

"I don't need your charity. I don't want to be ridiculed for the rest of my life." There is a saying in the book called what, a woman blindly accepts the money handed over by a man, the more she takes, the more dignity she loses. Sooner or later, she will be dumped by a man. If you are independent and capable of making money, you will be more valuable if you don't need to reach out to others.

Lan Qiqi thought to himself that this was especially reasonable.

"... Looking at Lan Qiqi, Jiang Xiaoyun's eyes sank. He wanted to explain his actions, but he found that he didn't know what to say. After a moment of silence, Jiang Xiaoyun pushed the bank card back to Lan Qiqi." This is my alimony for Xingxing. Xingxing has half of my blood on him. I don't want her to starve and freeze with you. If you were a good mother, you would have thought about Xingxing a long time ago. She's just a five-and-a-half year old, and there will be plenty of money to spend in the future. The three hundred million is my investment in her, not to humiliate your mother and daughter."

"... Is that what Jiang Xiaoyun said in his heart?

Lan Qiqi was stunned. Then why did he humiliate himself like that at noon?!

"Thank you for your reminder." Putting the bank card on the table, Lan Qiqi turned around and left. She and Lanxingxing were not so desperate as to be starved and frozen.

However, just as she turned around, Jiang Xiaoyun stopped her. "Lan Qiqi, wait."

"Young master Jiang, is there anything else?" Lan Qiqi asked, distant and indifferent.

"Talk to me before you leave, okay?" Not sure if it was an illusion, but Jiang Xiaoyun's voice was trembling and forbearing, and his tone of voice seemed to be a little pleading.

Lan Qiqi was stunned. Would Jiang Xiaoyun, who had always been overbearing, have such a weak side?

No, I must have felt wrong. Jiang Xiaoyun never let himself down. He was always the elegant, noble, perfect, overbearing and powerful Jiang Xiaoyun!

I must have heard it wrong!