Chapter 3

"What?"

The three looked at Ye Fan in surprise.

This is the first time Zhao Fang has looked at Ye Fan for a long time.

He is about 1.82 meters tall, tall, red lips and white teeth. In the eyes of outsiders, Ye Fan is definitely a standard handsome man.

But even so, he was only eighteen years old, and his face was still young.

Immediately.

A look of anger appeared on Zhao Fang's face.

He can't even support himself.

I can't believe it's such a huge sum of money for them.

"You little bunny, speak sarcastically, don't you?"

"But when I saw the Bai family in trouble, I couldn't help mocking to appease your unsound heart."

"I tell you, even if the Bai family really pays for the house, it doesn't need your pity."

Am I such a terrible person in her eyes?

Ye Fan is a little lonely in his heart.

But raising him for more than ten years is not a fake.

This kindness must be repaid anyway.

"I'm not paying it back for you, but paying back."

Ye Fan shook his head and was about to take out his mobile phone.

Bai Xuanxuan suddenly became angry.

She pointed to Ye Fan: "it's ridiculous. You're still carrying a lot of debt. What do you take out such a large sum of money?"

"Do you rely on your appearance like a little fresh meat? Are you going to sell it or are you wrapped up by a rich woman?"

"I admit that I have always felt superior to you for so many years."

"But this is not the reason why you took the opportunity to step on me. Go, go quickly. I don't want to see your face of success."

Rich woman?

Ye Fan touches his cheek.

If someone had wanted to pack him before.

He is absolutely duty bound to go through fire and water.

But now.

I don't think so.

Anyway, I'm also a million dollar person.

Ye Fan shook his head.

"That's the same sentence. I'm paying back."

Take out your cell phone.

Huge transfers need to be verified.

A few minutes later.

"Ding Dong."

Bai Dongsheng's wechat prompt rings.

"Wechat received 800000 yuan only!"

what?

The three looked at each other.

No, it can't be true.

Zhao Fang sneered, "hum, don't think I can believe it if you make a joke."

"Too much, Ye Fan, you've gone too far. Do you have to step on the face of our family?" Bai Xuanxuan was desperate.

"It's true or false. You can see it by looking at it."

"I must expose your prank."

Zhao Fang quickly took Bai Dongsheng's mobile phone.

Open wechat.

"Xuanxuan, look at the transfer he sent. Is it an expression pack?"

Bai Xuanxuan was stunned.

Open the transfer with curiosity.

Confirm receipt.

Check your wallet balance.

"Hiss!"

"Mom, this... Seems to be true."

The three of them stared at each other.

Ye Fan has 500000?

Where did he get such a large sum of money?

But the straw comes first.

Zhao Fang doesn't care so much.

Withdraw the balance immediately.

For her, solving problems is the most important.

A touch of complexity appeared in Bai Xuanxuan's eyes

All these years.

Ye Fan has been treated unfairly, and can even be described as carve thin.

I paid half a million yuan for my upbringing.

The deal is settled.

Ye Fan lost anyway.

Is he really wrapped?

No wonder he has been so thin.

I'm afraid I've been treated a lot by people.

Bai Dongsheng's mouth was bitter: "Xiao Fan, thank you."

"It's all right, uncle. I wish I could solve the problem. I'll go back to my room first."

Under the gaze of the three, Ye Fan returns to the room.

He patted his chest quickly.

It was the first time he had such dignity in the White House.

So forthright and compassionate, let Ye Fan have a feeling of rebirth.

People say that the happiness of the rich is beyond your imagination.

At this moment, Ye Fan has a deep understanding.

Look at the balance of three million in the bank card.

It seems that I have some confidence in doing everything.

The Bai family spent 100000 raising Ye Fan.

He paid it back five times. The kindness should be paid off.

It's just that my uncle is so kind to himself. Can human feelings be calculated like this?

Ye Fan smiled bitterly and entered the group chat again.

The crowd is still in full swing.

Cow demon king: in order to increase everyone's activity in the group, empress Nuwa specially opened a sign in lottery system. Please read the rules by yourself.

Ye Fan Click to open the group message.

A huge roulette appeared.

The wheel radiates a strange light.

There are thousands of prizes.

There are all kinds of cultivation methods, natural materials and earth treasures, cultivation skills, magic weapons, hundred years of Taoist practice... Everything.

Below are dense rules.

The general meaning is that everyone can punch in and sign in in the group every day. Each sign in can obtain 5 merit points.

If you accumulate 100 merit points, you can draw a lottery in the roulette.

In addition, you can also use the Taoist lottery.

You can smoke once every ten o'clock.

But ye fan is just a mortal. There is no Taoism.

Only sign in obediently.

And for the lottery mechanism.

Ye Fan still knows quite well.

What special prize and first prize are always displayed in the prize pool.

No one has ever won.

Those thousand years of Taoism, peerless magic soldiers and anti heaven pills are all used to see

"Eh?"

Suddenly, Ye Fan was stunned.

The button in the center of the turntable seems to be green.

That means he can have a lucky draw.

What's going on?

Hurry back to the group.

We make complaints about it.

Chun thirteen Niang: I thought the lucky draw was welfare, but I couldn't even draw a hair.

Then she sent out her reward.

Ye Fan stared at the boss.

This is a top-level jade with halo flowing in it. If it is sold, it will be worth at least millions.

It doesn't look good?

Su Daji: don't tell me, you can really get hair. (a sad expression)

Another picture came.

This is a green hair, emitting a strange light.

Su Daji: who can tell me what the hell is this?

Chun thirteen Niang: poof! Ha ha, this is the hair I took off when I practiced.

Black mountain old demon: is it really Mao? 666！

Granny tree demon: ox fork! (thumb)

Bai Suzhen: I envy you! (covering his mouth and laughing)

Chun thirteen Niang: don't fall into a trap. Although this hair is a semi-finished product, it is still indestructible, but it is a good material for refining tools.

Sudaji: who wants your hair? I'll burn it in a minute.

Montenegro old demon: No, I'll exchange my prize with you.

Sudaji: what's yours?

Heishan old demon: Ten treasures. (neither crying nor laughing)

Granny tree demon: garbage, garbage.

Huang fengguai: it's not as good as the red envelopes issued by Ben Bo'er ba.

It was free.

Ye Fan will not let go.

Back to the lottery page, Ye Fan clicks the roulette.

"Shua!"

The wheel rotates rapidly.

It stopped soon.

"Ding, congratulations on getting Jiuhua Yulu pill * 1."

What's this?

It seems to be a pill.

I don't know if it's a fairy pill.

Ye Fan summoned up his courage and distributed the pill in the group.

The crowd laughed again.

Black mountain old demon: hhhh, the general driller is even more unlucky. He actually drew the mortal pill.

Mrs. white bone: and it's also a pill of beauty retention type. It's too rubbish. (dislike)

Granny tree demon: garbage in garbage. (disdain)

Su Daji: it makes me feel much better.

Spring thirteen Niang: show sympathy.

Bai Suzhen: sympathy + 1.

Blue water Golden Crystal Beast: + 1.

Yellow wind monster: add + 1.

Ye Fan also smiled bitterly.

I thought I got treasure, but I didn't expect it to be garbage that everyone dislikes.

Forget it, sign in honestly in the future and wait for the next lucky draw.

Ye Fan shook his head and was about to put down his cell phone.

A friend message came.

Open it.

The head is a fiery python, covered with dense scales, I'm afraid it's hundreds of meters long.

It makes people's scalp numb at a glance.

This is also in the demon world group?

I don't seem to like talking.

What are you doing with me?

Countless problems hit.

Ye Fan doesn't understand.

Let's agree first.

It's a blessing, not a curse, but a curse.

"Ding."

"You have successfully added a friend. Say hello to your friend first!"