After his rebirth, Si Ye was addicted to his wife

Wang Qiuxiang didn't know that Ye Huamao no longer had the authority to misappropriate the money in the company's account.

Her wrinkled face was full of astonishment, "Son, you must be lying to me, right? How come you have no money?"

The Ye family can be short of everything, but it shouldn't be short of money...

She doesn't understand those things in business.

But she knows that as long as there is Kyushu Mining, the Ye family will have a steady stream of money flowing in.

Kyushu Mining is a wealth-gathering pot.

It is enough for several generations of the Ye family to live a life of prosperity and wealth.

With a gloomy face, Ye Huamao lowered his head, remembering what the company's chief financial officer said to him today when he asked about the company's account fund status:

"Mr. Ye, this is not something you should worry about."

Such an attitude of treating him as nothing...

Isn't the meaning obvious enough?

In the future, he, Ye Huamao, will hold the position of chairman of Kyushu Mining, but he is actually a fart!

He frowned tightly and clenched his hands into fists.

Ye Nanqing, what have you done to those high-level executives in the company?

Let them gang up against me...

Wang Qiuxiang still chattered and said: "Huamao, you can't just watch me stay here. This is just a small sum of money. If you transfer it to Ye Nanqing, nothing will happen."

"I have already transferred all the extra money I have to Ye Nanqing!" Ye Huamao shouted in despair, "I don't have any money now!"

Otherwise, where would he go to collect more than one billion alimony for Ye Nanqing?

Wang Qiuxiang's face turned pale, her lips trembled slightly, "This...it's impossible."

She hasn't smelled "poor" for nearly ten years.

In the future, I definitely don't want to feel the feeling of facing the loess and back to the sky.

Ye Huamao stared at Wang Qiuxiang's increasingly hollow and fearful eyes, feeling indescribable in his heart.

He gritted his teeth, "Mom, you stay here for the time being, I will find a way to collect this sum of money for you to redeem you, no matter how bad it is... It is impossible for Ye Nanqing to really watch you die Stay in this cold place."

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In classrooms.

With tears in her eyes, Ye Anya asked Ye Nanqing, "Are you just watching grandma locked up in that cold place?"

Who knew that Ye Nanqing flipped through a book indifferently, and smiled coldly, "Otherwise? Wang Qiuxiang is dying soon? Before she dies, let her experience what it's like to be locked up. After entering the coffin, it will be a period of time." Good memory."

Ye Anya froze.

Ye Nanqing's words sent a wave of fear up her spine.

She bit her lower lip, looked at Ye Nanqing with a pale face and horror, "How can you curse grandma to die? You are so vicious."

It was the first time Ye Nanqing was pointed at the nose by Ye Anya and scolded as "vicious".

She laughed angrily, almost from ear to ear.

Under Ye Anya's vigilant eyes, Ye Nanqing let out a soft snort, "Is it vicious? It seems... less than one ten-thousandth of yours?"

Ye Anya choked.

She should have known that the current Ye Nanqing had no heart at all.

In the next second, Ye Nanqing's voice, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile, rang in his ears like a curse:

"Ye Anya, Wang Qiuxiang has been imprisoned in the prison for so long, haven't you gone to see her?"

Ye Anya suddenly sat up straight as if someone had punctured her mind.

"You... how do you know?"

"My guess."

Ye Anya lowered her head, pursed her mouth and stopped talking, her eyes rolled around.

Of course it was impossible for her to go to that cold place to see Wang Qiuxiang.

She is unlucky.

Moreover, Qiuxiang did it on her own...

Who let her expose Ye Nanqing's identity as the number one student in the college entrance examination?So now there are people everywhere who are boasting about the south.

When Ye Anya was itching with hatred, a figure landed in front of her desk.

A cold and soft voice sounded from above:

"You get up."

This sweet but confident tone made Ye Anya unable to tell whether it was an order to her or a discussion with her.

As soon as Ye Anya raised her head, she met Shang Li Luo's big brown eyes.

Even Ye Anya, a girl, was stunned for a moment when she met those delicate doll-like eyes.

"Li Luo, this is my seat." Ye Anya said in a low voice.

She thought that this new classmate who had not been here for a long time had misremembered her location, so she shouted.

"I know." Li Luo bit the stick of the lollipop with a frivolous and cheerful tone.

"Then what did you ask me to do?" Ye Anya's face was a little ugly.

Li Luo seemed a little dissatisfied with Ye Anya's performance, her eyes turned cold, and she explained dryly:

"I have something to say to Sister Qing, please get out of the way first, I will take your seat today."

Embarrassment flashed across Ye Anya's pale face, "Are you a robber?"

How could this Li Luo be as virtuous as Ye Nanqing, like a barbarian.

There is no reason at all.

Li Luo blinked her big innocent eyes.

She raised her eyes and looked around, and finally leaned over to Ye Anya's ear and said in a dark voice:

"I'm not a robber, but I know that you only scored more than 100 points in the college entrance examination. Isn't that enough for you to obediently give up your seat to me?"

Ye Nanqing didn't even hear what Li Luo said.

She just felt that Ye Anya seemed to lose her soul after hearing that sentence, her body trembled obviously, and even the desk with her shook.

As a result, the first character that Ye Nanqing just picked up his brush to practice calligraphy was crooked.

Ye Nanqing frowned, and dissatisfaction flashed across his eyes, "Ye Anya, what are you doing in broad daylight? If you think I'm upset, just tell me."

In the past, if Ye Nanqing yelled at Ye Anya like this, he would have quickly become the target of public criticism.

Those who supported Ye Anya would stand up out of righteous indignation and scold Ye Nanqing to the point that there was not even a scum left.

But this time, as soon as Ye Nanqing finished speaking, the voices of attacking Ye Anya rang out in the classroom:

"Ye Anya, what kind of monster are you doing?"

"Xueshen is practicing calligraphy well, why do you have to intervene? Your good calligraphy is ruined by you."

"You used to always say that Ye Nanqing bullied you and framed you, but you were the one who bullied Ye Nanqing in front of everyone."

"You rat shit, can you get out of class seven? It's because of you that class seven got a bad reputation..."

"..."

Ye Anya was almost sprayed into shit.

She held her head in pain, trembling slightly, not daring to look at the crowd.

She obviously didn't do anything...

Why do both of them have to scold her?

Ye Nanqing didn't expect that an unintentional complaint would arouse everyone's grievances.

Thinking of myself who was submissively injured by verbal violence before, full of exhaustion.

She sneered, "It's really a good reincarnation."