Chapter 298： The poor and sour internet celebrity who pretended to be a rich second generation 28┃ Married into a wealthy family, Xi Ming

Meng Lan's test results silenced everyone.

To be honest, her standard of mate selection is actually understandable. Everyone has the right to pursue a happy life, and one of the necessary conditions for a happy life is a solid economic foundation. So there is nothing wrong with looking at family background, background, and education.

Who doesn't want to find a better partner?

But the fault is that Meng Lan is too hypocritical. She clearly cares so much about material things, but she pretends not to eat human fireworks, setting off everyone around her in a vulgar manner.

She didn't come to find true love, she just wanted to be famous.

Thinking of this, Wan Anni couldn't help but pouted, revealing a sarcastic smile.

Ou Lu suppressed the discomfort in her heart and tried to smooth things out for Meng Lan: "This is just a toy, not a real lie detector. Its results may not be accurate. Just listen to it, don't take it seriously."

Meng Lan quickly looked at him with grateful eyes.

Wan Anni rolled her eyes, put her hand into the belly of Chinchilla, and said to Yi Jiangnan, "Ask me who is my favorite guest."

Yi Jiangnan asked with a smile.

Wan Anni said loudly, "I like Meng Lan the most!"

Totoro also retorted loudly: "You lied!"

Wan Anni laughed happily, "It really understands me well!"

Yi Jiangnan suddenly asked: "Then do you like Yi Jiangnan?"

Wan Anni's cheeks flushed for a moment, and she immediately shook her head: "I don't like it."

Totoro said angrily: "You lie! You like it!"

Its round belly showed red hearts composed of lights and shadows, reflecting Wan Anni's already red face even more delicately.

Yi Jiangnan smiled, then stretched out his hand and rubbed Wan Annie's head, his face full of doting and contentment.

Wan Anni wanted to make a few quibbles, but she couldn't say anything when she saw Yi Jiangnan's expression. She turned her face to the window, smiled secretly, and then said to Ou Lu, "You can test it yourself and you'll know if it's not working."

In order to show her magnanimity, Ou Lu had to put her hand in.

Wan Anni opened her mouth and asked, "Do you like Meng Lan?"

Ou Lu quickly glanced at Meng Lan, nodded and said, "I like it."

Totoro's big eyes rolled, and he said reluctantly, "Forget it."

Ou Lu's eyes flickered slightly, and he was surprised. The lie detector's accuracy far exceeded his expectations. Its judgment is correct. Compared with other guests, he does like Meng Lan more, but this kind of liking is still superficial, far from being obsessed.

Wan Anni asked again: "Meng Lan told so many lies one after another just now. Has your impression of her decreased? Do you mind?"

Ou Lu subconsciously shook his head: "I don't mind."

Totoro immediately denied: "You lied!"

So still interested.

Wan Anni nodded Ou Lu with her finger, and the smile on her face was very subtle. Meng Lan, who was sitting on the side, was already embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to drill down. This game originally aimed at Zhuang Li somehow turned into a public execution of her.

What would viewers think if this video aired?

Will the high popularity she accumulated a while ago plummet?

"Don't worry, no. With Zhuang Li in front of him, the audience will only scold him, not you. The more he shows affection with Xi Ming in front of the camera, the more the audience wants to kill him. , everyone knows that this is just a toy, and no one will believe that it can really be measured." The system comforted in a good voice.

"You're right, Zhuang Li should be able to block the sword for me." Meng Lan quickly regained her composure.

She forced a smile and said, "Look, this is not allowed at all."

Ou Lu quickly withdrew his hand and echoed, "It's really not allowed."

Wan Anni became more and more contemptuous of these two people, but said nothing.

She has long seen who is human and who is ghost in this house. Zhuang Li and Xi Ming are seniors who can be trusted and relied on; Jingjing and Xia Xia are very sincere friends; Lin Caixiu is a **** with no principles; Ou Lu and Meng Lan are both hypocritical; Yi Jiangnan...

Wan Anni rubbed her flushed face, not daring to think deeply.

Zhuang Li took Xi Ming's hand and stood up and said, "Let's go, go back and sort out the sundries." He took out his mobile phone and dialed Chang Jinbo's number.

Chang Jinbo, who was hiding on the second floor, came down quickly, shook his phone and asked, "Why are you calling me?"

He originally wanted to hide and organize his thoughts, but he still couldn't resist Zhuang Li's call. As long as this person hooks his index finger, he will involuntarily follow the other side.

"I'll go back and pack my stuff, and you can help me send it to Han Kun." Zhuang Li briefly explained.

Chang Jinbo then remembered the previous agreement and nodded obediently.

Cameraman Xiao Liu quickly followed the three. Returning a gift from an ex-boyfriend is also a good material, so be sure to photograph it.

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The original owner pays special attention to the quality of life. The rented flat floor is more than 200 square meters, and a separate room is reserved for luxury goods.

Zhuang Li was putting these luxury items into the box one by one, with no reluctance on his face.

Chang Jinbo squatted beside him to help him count, his eyes peeking at him from time to time.

Xi Ming walked over with a diary with a luxury logo on it, with a slightly complicated expression: "Do you want to send this back too?"

Zhuang Li took the diary, flipped through a few pages at random, and was stunned.

Most of this diary has been written, but the first hundreds of pages have been violently torn off by the original owner, leaving only a few dozen thin pages, but the same question is repeated with bone-cut brushstrokes: "You don't deserve to be punished without money." love? Don't you deserve to be loved without money? Don't you deserve to be loved without money...]

The sharp nib scratched the page with scars, which shows how painfully the original owner was going through a painful struggle and defeat when he wrote these words.

Videographer Xiao Liu quickly cut a close-up of the diary.

Zhuang Li stared at these repeated questions, and finally let out a long sigh.

"We all guessed wrong, the original Zhuang Li loved Han Kun." He said in his mind.

7480 said with emotion: "Yes, he has also been serious."

Zhuang Li looked at the date of this diary, his eyes flashed, and then he turned on his phone and found a picture that was kept in the memo by the original owner.

The picture was taken from a WeChat chat record between the original owner and Han Kun, and the date is the same day as this diary.

The original owner complained: [Why haven't you been home recently? I wait for you every night until three or four o'clock! why did you go? 】

Han Kun transferred 5,000 yuan over, with a very impatient tone: [Take Lao Tzu's money and give Lao Tzu quiet! Don't worry about anything! Without me, are you a JB? 】

Below this picture, the original owner wrote the next sentence: [Zhuang Li, remember this day. 】

As for what to remember, the original owner did not write it down, but Zhuang Li had already guessed it.

It was on this day that the original owner realized that he was just a commodity bought by Han Kun, and that his love was worthless to the other party. So he tore up the diary of love that he had written with heart and affection day and night, leaving only a cry in despair--I don't have money, do I really deserve love?

He has no ability to fight, the only thing he can do is to protect his heart that has been riddled with holes.

So he doesn't love anymore; so Han Kun asks for benevolence and gets benevolence. An honest canary is born, and a heart throbbing for love dies.

Zhuang Li stared at the screenshot of the chat in the memo, looked at the diary again, and calmly said, "Let's send it together."

Xi Ming didn't ask a word, just put the diary in the box.

However, Chang Jinbo suddenly snatched it away, turning page by page, looking at Zhuang Li one after another.

Through these painful words, he vaguely understood something, so his heart began to twist and hurt.

He finally realized with hindsight that perhaps the truth was not what Han Kun described.

Zhuang Li said that no one owes anyone in this relationship. No, there actually is. Zhuang Li really loved him, but Han Kun only regarded him as a gadget from beginning to end.

So, what kind of feud did you help Han Kunbao? What a contemptible role to play in this story! Thinking of this, Chang Jinbo's eyes gradually filled with sourness.

He opened his mouth and said with great difficulty, "Zhuang Li, I'm sorry."

Zhuang Li waved his hand, his face indifferent.

Chang Jinbo stole a glance at him, panicking in his heart.

Xi Ming brought more empty boxes and put all the valuables in.

When he took out the tape to seal the box, he whispered in the ear of the little curly hair: "I have seven companies under my name, all of which are very profitable. I can buy you ten sets of such a house in one go. The money, all on your account. We are not bad for this thing."

7480: "...This Hanhan is quite arrogant!"

Zhuang Li couldn't help but laugh loudly. Why every time when he is in a low mood, this person always jumps out and tells him that the world is beautiful and life is very happy.

The original stagnant atmosphere was instantly broken. Seeing Zhuang Li showing his smile again, even if he wasn't making fun of himself, Chang Jinbo breathed a sigh of relief.

Cameraman Xiao Liu has fully understood what happened to Mr. Zhuang's previous relationship.

Mr. Zhuang pretended to be a commoner to fall in love with Han Kun, and Han Kun really thought he was a commoner, so he put on a high-profile face, smashed him with money, used words to belittle him, and treated him with disrespect. What Han Kun wants is not love, but an honest and obedient pet. No wonder Mr. Zhuang walked so swiftly afterwards.

The three transported the items to the courier company's warehouse.

Chang Jinbo had already greeted the boss of the courier company. At this moment, the staff in charge of the inspection was already waiting at the door. They unpacked the boxes and repacked them so that the goods would not be damaged when they were shipped abroad, and they came to them for compensation.

Zhuang Li stood by and waited bored. Remembering that Xi Ming said he would give him ten houses, he asked with a smile, "Do you have anything in particular?"

Xi Ming blurted out: "Spicy and spicy."

Zhuang Li squeezed his lower back lightly and said in a serious tone, "I mean it, think about it. What is the thing you really want right now, but you can't get it?"

Xi Ming thought for a while and sighed, "I want MAX. After my grandma passed away, MAX is my home, and I can't bear to leave this home."

Zhuang Li grabbed his wrist and ordered, "Open your palms."

Xi Ming spread his palms.

Zhuang Li stretched out his hand, grabbed a cloud of gas in the air, stuffed it into Xi Ming's palm, and announced with a smile, "I gave you MAX."

Xi Ming thought that the little curly hair was playing with himself, so he hugged the other party and laughed loudly, and after laughing, he said solemnly: "Thank you, I received your gift. Now that I have you, I have a home, It's okay to leave MAX."

Zhuang Li touched his cheek and said in a very serious tone, "You don't have to choose, you will have everything. You will have me, MAX, and a home."

Xi Ming smiled lowly, buried his head in the warm neck of the little curly hair, and sighed with incomparable nostalgia.

He didn't take Zhuang Li's words seriously at all, but the cameraman Xiao Liu's eyes were red with jealousy.

Damn, some people are lucky, and they don't know anything. The 1 billion-meter betrothal gift will be handed first.