The host is a little money fan of the paranoid villain

Chapter 130 Miss, he vomited blood again.

He Yuepan stared and shouted, "Not here? Is she still in the mood to buy Spring Festival couplets?"

He Yuepan felt a little unhappy, she shouldn't be in the mood to go shopping, she should be crying at home and throwing things.

Aunt Liu looked at He Yuepan, frowned slightly, her eyes were a little wary.Is this person really Nanjia's friend?What did she say?Is this what a friend would say?

Friends usually tease and belittle each other, which is a good relationship, but when Nanjia lost, her tone of voice was problematic.

It's just that Aunt Liu couldn't just drive He Yuepan out directly, she said tactfully: "Miss Nan, you may come back very late, why don't you come tomorrow?"

He Yuepan raised her eyelids lightly: "It's okay, I'll wait for her here, anyway, I have nothing to do."

Aunt Liu smiled awkwardly at He Yuepan, feeling a little anxious.

Nan Jia and Nan Sui walked back with a pile of things
Pushing open the door, he saw He Yuepan on the sofa.

He Yuepan stood up and smiled at Nan Jia.

Nan Sui put the things in his hand on the ground and saw He Yuepan, he asked, "Girl, is this your friend?"

Nan Jia moved her wrist: "No, I'm here to find fault."

Nan Sui's mood immediately changed from gentle to sharp.

He Yuepan looked at Nanjia with a smile: "Nanjia, how can you say that? I came to see you. I should be the first person to care about you, right? You should be more friendly to me."

Nanjia walked towards He Yuepan step by step. She really thought that He Yuepan was an idiot: "He Yuepan, do you have any brains? You came to our house to provoke me? Are you not afraid that I will be beaten to death by you?"

He Yuepan was preoccupied with seeing Nanjia's ugly behavior, she didn't think about it that much at all.

In other words, she felt that Nanjia, who was down and out, did not dare to do anything to herself.

He Yuepan's eyes were full of disdain: "Nanjia, do you dare to beat me now? Our He family can send you to prison, do you think you are still the original Nanjia? If you dare to touch me, try it. "

He Yuepan frowns, as if waiting for Nanjia to beat her.

Just try it, Nan Jia stepped forward and slapped He Yuepan directly.

He Yuepan stared at Nanjia with wide eyes in disbelief: "You...you dare to hit me? Nanjia, what are you? How dare you hit me?"

Nanjia put her hands on her hips, with a mad look on her face: "Aren't you going to let me try? I tried, and then I stopped? What can you do to me?"

He Yuepan pointed at Nan Jia with her finger, and she said viciously: "Nan Jia, just wait for me, I will definitely kill you."

Nanjia deliberately threatened: "He Yuepan, did I let you go? Huh? You are going to kill me? I let you go? I will definitely eliminate future troubles forever, and cut the weeds and root them out."

Because of Nan Jia's sharp slap just now, He Yuepan believed that Nan Jia would do such a thing.It is said that barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes. Nanjia is now a poor family. What if she can really do such a thing?

A trace of fear flashed across He Yuepan's expression, and she took a few steps back: "Nanjia, murder is against the law, you..."

Nanjia approached He Yuepan step by step, her voice was low and creepy: "Didn't you say that your He family can send me to prison? Sooner or later, I will go in, why didn't I take you away first?"

Nanjia grinned: "Aunt Liu, go to the kitchen and get that fish-killing knife."

"Okay" Aunt Liu turned and walked to the kitchen
He Yuepan was frightened by this posture, Nanjia wouldn't really want to kill herself, would she?
He Yuepan backed away slowly, was pushed against his calf by the sofa, and fell down on the sofa.

Aunt Liu moved quickly, and she handed the knife to Nanjia.

Nan Jia approached He Yuepan with a knife: "This knife is very fast, don't worry, it won't hurt."

"Kang Dang" He Yuepan knelt down directly on the ground, she looked at Nan Jia in horror, and was so frightened that her body couldn't help shaking: "I... I was wrong, I was really wrong, what I just said was a lie Human. I have no ability to send you to prison. I am a transparent person in our family, I... I don't have that much right, I know I was wrong, please, please let me go, I will never I dare not. I really dare not again. I beg you to let me go, I will walk around you when I see you in the future. I... I promise!"

Nanjia sharpened the blade on her coffee table and made a fearful voice: "Oh? Then how do I know if you will change after you leave? What if you turn around and give me a knife? Why don't you tell me a secret that you can't see? , so I can rest assured."

He Yuepan's face was ugly, and she was suffering in her heart, whether she should tell Nan Jia about her embarrassment.

Nan Jia's sword was shining under the light, He Yuepan thought for a while and wanted to tell Nan Jia about his affairs.

"I had sex with my family tutor."

Nan Jia blinked her eyes, she also did not expect He Yuepan to do such an outrageous thing.

"Send me the photo".

There is evidence for everything, otherwise what will be used to threaten her in the future?

"you……"

Nan Jia approached He Yuepan with the knife, and He Yuepan took a deep breath, took out his mobile phone and sent Nan Jia the photos he had saved.

He Yuepan stared at Nanjia in embarrassment: "Can I go?"

"Um"

He Yuepan picked up her bag and ran out of Nan's house in a hurry.

Nan Jia handed her knife to Aunt Liu, and she sat on the sofa and complained, "I thought He Yuepan was so brave, but that's the end?"

Nan Sui shouted: "Okay, don't leave me alone, hurry up and post Spring Festival couplets with me."

"come"

When Mo Yan came back, he also knew about Nanjia's feat. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his deep pupils glowed with a faint light.

It seems that my progress is about to speed up, and some people deliberately ran to the house to bully Nan Jia.

Secretly, I don't know how many people are belittling Nanjia.

"Nannan, give me your phone." Mo Yan knew that Nanjia didn't have the habit of deleting chat records, so he wanted to see who insulted Nanjia, he wouldn't make it easy for them.

Nan Jia didn't even ask Mo Yan what he was doing, so he handed the phone to Mo Yan "here".

Mo Yan held the phone, looked at the lock screen of the phone, and confidently entered his birthday into it.The result shows failure.

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, isn't it his birthday?
Is that Nan Jia's birthday?He entered Nanjia's birthday, but it was still wrong.

Mo Yan suddenly wondered if Nanjia had recorded his birthday wrongly, so he asked, "What is Nanjia's birthday?"

In the reminder of survival, Nanjia answered very smoothly.

She remembered correctly, so why not?
Mo Yan frowned: "Nanjia, what's the screen password?"

"546248"

Mo Yan was a little puzzled: "Huh? Why this? What does this string of numbers mean?"

"Numbers Corresponding to Pinyin of Gold Bars"

Mo Yan: ...

Her obsession with gold bars is really deep.

Mo Yan opened her WeChat, and he first clicked into the news interface of Nan Jia and He Yuepan.

As a result, a high-definition, uncensored, naked photo was displayed in front of Mo Yan.

　Lock screen password?
　　Mo Yan swears, it must be his birthday!
　　Gold Bar: What do you think?I!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)