If you don't hang out with the villain after wearing the book, you will die

Chapter 119 Can You Get Out?
When Huo Feng said this, his voice was as cold as ice: "A random necklace costs more than 1000 million. If you give me 200 million, is it to send a beggar?"

The blood on Ning Weiwei's flushed face faded in an instant, and she was as pale as a piece of paper drifting in the wind, crumbling to the ground.

How pitiful it is.

Her hands tightly grasped the necklace pendant around her neck, her lips moved, and she murmured weakly: "Brother Huo Feng, no, you misunderstood me, I..."

Huo Feng interrupted her: "Get lost, don't dangle such petty money in front of my eyes."

Huo Feng called 200 million yuan a small amount of money?
Ning Zaozao, who wanted to please Huo Feng with a mobile phone worth more than 100 million yuan, suddenly felt very complicated.

Especially seeing that the heroine was told to cry by the villain, with tears streaming down her face, and the villain not only didn't have the slightest intention to coax her, but also looked disgusted.

Ning Zaozao's heart immediately turned cold.

I'll go, what's the stimulus for the villain?

In the novel, the big villain spends a lot of money for the heroine, and even before he dies, he makes a will and leaves all the money to the heroine.

But now, the villain not only yelled at the heroine, but also told the heroine to leave because of the money.

Just look like you don't have [-] million, so don't even think about making fun of me.

Ning Zaozao was a little speechless.

Why do you feel that the villain has no fighting spirit, so he wants to be raised by others.

It's not about licking your face and letting others raise it.

It is a noble, cold, glamorous and lonely flower of Gaoling, which means that it is someone else's honor to give him money and to support him.

Isn't this just the bitch goddesses in the school in the previous life, spending your money with an arrogant attitude that I think highly of you and only spend your money.

Whore?

Tsk, these four words quite match Huo Feng.

"Brother Huo Feng..." Ning Weiwei from that side called Huo Feng in a low voice, desperately and at a loss, trying to arouse Huo Feng's pity.

"Brother Huo Feng, I know you are having a hard time now. I really, really want to help you. The 200 million I earned from part-time jobs recently. In order to save money, I am working really hard. I just want to help you. Brother Huo Feng..."

Ning Zao interrupted her and asked curiously, "What kind of job can make you so much money?"

In the end, thinking of seeing Ning Weiwei wearing the work clothes of the little white rabbit in the nightclub last time, he suddenly realized, "Is the salary of a waiter in a nightclub so high? You have saved more than 200 million in just a few days, which is amazing. "

Ning Zaozao sincerely praised, but also envy from the heart.

In her eyes, there is no distinction between high and low occupations, as she is now considered a profession with quick money, but compared with Ning Weiwei's waitress, it seems to be nothing.

There is really no comparison between people.

Ning Weiwei thought that Ning Zaozao was exposing her.

After all, being a waiter in that kind of place is not a glamorous thing to say.

She shook her head hastily, and explained to Huo Feng: "I didn't work as a waiter in a nightclub. A film and television company took a fancy to me and signed a contract with me to act in a play. I, I got all the money cleanly. Brother Huo Feng, what do you want?" Believe me."

Huo Feng was too lazy to talk to Ning Weiwei.

A person who will never forget the past life until his death.

Looking back now, I only feel that I was a bad guy in my previous life.

So much so that when he saw Ning Weiwei now, it was as if he saw Shabi himself in his previous life.

He glanced at Ning Weiwei indifferently: "Can you get out? You can't. I don't mind finding someone to let you go."

(End of this chapter)