"Mr. Bei, if you don't forget, I will tell others that Mr. Bei is afraid of ghosts." Jian Moyan blinked at Bei Yunchen.

"Mrs. Bei, I'm not afraid of ghosts." Bei Yunchen said.

Jian Moyan raised her forehead, "Really? Mr. Bei should talk to other people, not me."

A sly and agile look.

"Mr. Bei should have heard of it. It is easy to spread rumors, but difficult to refute them."

Hearing this, Bei Yunchen flicked Jian Moyan's forehead with his fingers.

"You are smart."

Jian Moyan showed a haughty expression, "Of course."

Seeing this, Bei Yunchen shook his head helplessly.

Although it was not stated clearly, Jian Moyan knew that Bei Yunchen was a compromise.

She secretly made a V gesture, her eyes full of joyful smiles.

But he knew in his heart that Bei Yunchen was only aiming at her.

Jian Moyan got into Bei Yunchen's car and was sent back to Jian's house.

When the car stopped in front of Jian's house, Bei Yunchen's face was stained with melancholy.

"Mrs. Bei, I suddenly regret letting you settle the matter so quickly."

"Mr. Bei, are you inviting me to continue living in your house?" Jian Moyan raised her eyebrows.

During the period when the online incident broke out, Jian Moyan had to live in Bei Yunchen's home because of Jian Chenghao's selfishness.

But now that the matter is over, there is obviously no need for it.

Bei Yunchen did not deny Jian Moyan's words, "So Mrs. Bei is coming?"

Jian Moyan flatly refused, "No."

She clearly remembered that Jian Suxi dug a hole for her just now.

Although Bei Yunchen didn't mention half a sentence openly, Jian Moyan knew it clearly.

Hua Zi'an and her past have always been a knot in Bei Yunchen's heart.

For the sake of her own waist, Jian Moyan would not even live with Bei Yunchen.

Thinking of this, Jian Moyan hurriedly got out of the car, and rushed into Jian's house as if fleeing.

After all, Bei Yunchen is eloquent, so it's hard to guarantee that he won't tell her to go back.

After Jian Moyan returned to Jian's house, the first thing she saw was Mrs. Jian.

"Are you back?" Mrs. Jian glanced at Jian Moyan lightly.

"I'm back, grandma." Jian Moyan replied obediently.

"Sit down, I have something to tell you." Mrs. Jane said.

Hearing this, Jian Moyan had already expected it, and there was no surprise.

"Grandma, tell me."

"I've also seen what happened this time, and you handled it well." Mrs. Jian started with this.

Jian Moyan nodded, "Thank you grandma for the compliment."

At this moment, Mrs. Jian's eyes fell on Jian Moyan.

"I'm not complimenting you."

Jian Moyan just smiled and did not refute.

Of course she knew that Mrs. Jane was not praising her, but if she didn't thank her, would she have to go back and sarcasm?
"Jian Moyan, you are the eldest lady of the Jian family now, and your every move is closely related to the Jian family. You are no longer just yourself."

"What I said, do you understand?"

Jian Moyan quickly replied, "I understand, grandma. What happened this time is Mo Yan's fault, grandma can punish Mo Yan however she likes."

Mrs. Jane sneered, "There is no need to punish you, but I hope you can remember. If there is another time, I will not bypass you so easily."

Jian Moyan smiled, "Grandma can rest assured, it won't happen again."

Hearing this, Mrs. Jane nodded in satisfaction.

"After working so hard for so long, go back to your room and rest." Mrs. Jian waved her hand.

After Jian Moyan greeted Mrs. Jian, she went upstairs.

After closing the door, Jian Moyan pouted, full of disdain.

But people under the eaves have to bow their heads.

Jian Moyan was deeply silent about this, so she didn't bother with this matter any more.

She turned on the computer to check the two percent shares she had purchased.

Jian Moyan remembered that the Jian family was the largest shareholder of Jane's, with a total of 30.00% of the shares.

The remaining shares are in the hands of various directors, and about [-]% of the shares are in the hands of shareholders.

If Jian Moyan wants to control Jian's, he still needs 30.00% of Qi's shares.

"Tsk. It's really troublesome." Jian Moyan felt a little headache.

Fortunately, the difficulty is not too great.

Jian Moyan spent the whole afternoon in front of the computer dealing with matters, and further perfected her previous plan for cultivating self-power.

Jian Moyan looked at the content above and tapped the screen with her finger.

"If you look at it according to the current situation, maybe you really have to borrow money from Bei Yunchen."

Jian Moyan shook her head helplessly.

By the time she finished handling everything, it was completely dark.

The lights in Jian Moyan's room were not turned on, only a little light reflected from the laptop.

The content of the horror movie I watched during the day hit Jian Moyan's brain in an instant.

She took a deep breath, grabbed the mobile phone beside her, and called Bei Yunchen.

It took a long time for the phone to be connected by Bei Yunchen.

"Mrs. Bei, what's the matter with calling so late?" Bei Yunchen's voice was clearly sleepy.

He was woken up from his sleep by Jian Moyan's phone call.

Because Jian Moyan was too scared, she didn't pay attention to the current time, so she didn't realize that it was already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Mr. Bei, why did you sleep so early?" Jian Moyan asked calmly.

"Mrs. Bei, it's getting late. It's already eleven o'clock at night." Bei Yunchen replied.

Jian Moyan couldn't help being surprised when she heard this.

She raised her hand and glanced at the time displayed on the phone, pursed her lips, feeling embarrassed.

"Sorry, Mr. Bei, I didn't check the time. Sorry to bother you."

With that said, Jian Moyan was about to hang up the phone.

But before his finger could touch the button to hang up, Bei Yunchen called him to stop him.

"Mrs. Bei, I'm already awake. Aren't you going to talk to me?" Bei Yunchen's smiling voice came into Jian Moyan's ear through the phone.

Almost at the moment of waking up, Bei Yunchen understood the reason for Jian Moyan's call.

I was so afraid during the day, but at night, this kind of fear would only deepen.

"Then let me tell you a story, Mr. Bei?" Jian Moyan asked tentatively.

While speaking, Jian Moyan stood up and turned on the lamp in the room, then turned off the computer, and lay down on the bed.

Bei Yunchen naturally did not refuse.

Jian Moyan opened her lips slightly, and her soft voice circled around the room, before returning to silence again.

"In a remote mountain village, there is a little girl. The little girl was sent here when she was ten years old. It is beautiful here, with mountains, water, and grandpa and grandmother who love the little girl."

"The little girl lives here very happily, and everything makes the little girl satisfied. She also feels the late love here, which prevents the little girl from growing into a personality that endangers society. And she successfully passed the first-class exam university."

Bei Yunchen listened quietly all the time, but Jian Moyan didn't say any more after talking here.

"Mrs. Bei, don't tell me that your story is over?"

Jian Moyan said with a smile, "Of course, it's over."

"Mr. Bei, I can't help it. I'm not very good at telling stories. Why don't you tell me a bedtime fairy tale, Mr. Bei?"

Bei Yunchen's expression was indifferent, "Mrs. Bei, I only tell stories about shopping malls."

"Is it a conspiracy in the mall?" Jian Moyan raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, if you want to hear, I can tell you the secrets of all the people in City A." Bei Yunchen said.

"No need, Mr. Bei, I'm not interested in these things," Jian Moyan said.

The conversation between the two has since been discontinued.

After a moment of silence, Jian Moyan asked again, "Mr. Bei, if I borrow money in the name of Miss Jian's family, can I get the money?"

"Mrs. Bei, I think you might be able to get a loan if you take your own loan." Bei Yunchen replied seriously.

"Mr. Bei, I don't sell myself as an artist." Jian Moyan said with a smile.

"Mrs. Bei, but Mr. Bei wants you to sell your art and your body. I will definitely buy you at a higher price than the market," Bei Yunchen said.

Jian Moyan lowered her head and pondered for a while, "The price is higher than the market price, how much is that?"

"Two hundred and one nights." Bei Yunchen replied.

Jian Moyan's original high spirits were instantly crushed by Bei Yunchen.

"Forget it, Mr. Bei, I think I should keep it to myself."

After all, it's too cheap.

Bei Yunchen shook his head helplessly.

After the joking topic was over, Bei Yunchen turned serious.

"Mrs. Bei, are you short of money now? How much money do you need?"

"It's missing a lot." Jian Moyan answered calmly.

"Well, how much?" Bei Yunchen asked again.

Jian Moyan naturally understood the meaning of Bei Yunchen's words, and obviously planned to send money to her personally.

But during this period of time, Jian Moyan has received a lot of help from Bei Yunchen.

So much so that Jian Moyan didn't want to continue like this unless it was absolutely necessary.

As for the topic just now, Jian Moyan just found one at random, and talked to Bei Yunchen.

"Mr. Bei, I won't tell you this for now." Jian Moyan said with a smile.

"If it's really not possible, I will tell you. But before that, I still want to try with my own efforts."

After all, Jian Moyan didn't want Bei Yunchen to make him a good-for-nothing.

Bei Yunchen pursed his lips, and when he spoke again, there was obvious melancholy in his voice.

"Mrs. Bei, do you know how sad it is that a wife is too capable to use her husband?"

"Mr. Bei, I think you should be happy to have such a capable wife." Jian Moyan replied.

After finishing speaking, Jian Moyan heard a burst of clapping and applause coming from the phone.

And it was accompanied by Bei Yunchen's very distracted voice.

"Yeah, I'm so happy, I found the treasure."

"Mr. Bei, can you be more fake?" Jian Moyan's head was full of black lines.

"Of course." Bei Yunchen's tone was filled with inexplicable pride

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