Chapter 4 The Poor Little Girl on Campus Is My God of Wealth 4
Not to mention asking Shen Xingyu for it.
At this time, the fingers holding the chopsticks were clenched red.
"Brother, what is my sister going to do with so much money? I heard that my sister has been getting close to those gangsters in school recently. I wonder if she will be threatened by them if she takes so much money."
He said that she was threatened by the gangsters and sounded concerned, but he was talking about the fact that Shen Meng was hanging out with the gangsters in both open and covert matters.
After all, who dares to threaten the eldest daughter of the Shen family?
Shen Xingyu didn't understand the twists and turns.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with transferring money to Shen Lingyao.
He and Shen Lingyao have been getting along like this since they were young.
When he ran out of money, he would ask Shen Lingyao for it directly. Shen Lingyao was never polite when she ran out of money.
So Shen Xingyu waved to Shen Xiaomeng.
"Don't think too much. She can spend this little money in two days. Who dares to threaten the Shen family?"
Just this little money...
Shen Xiaomeng could hardly hold back the smile on her face.
One hundred thousand yuan, her monthly pocket money was only one hundred thousand yuan, and Shen Xingyu transferred it as he said.
He also said that she was his sister, and he had never seen him be so generous to her!
But she still smiled and nodded, looking like a well-behaved sister.
Lingyao took the bus to school. Just after getting off the car and taking a few steps, a black shadow came towards her.
Lingyao quickly dodged to the side and was almost hit.
The boy fell to the ground with a thud.
It hurts to hear.
The system looked at the lucky boy who fell to the ground: ".......Host, he is Fu Chao."
Fu Chao, the male protagonist of this plane.
My mother ran away with someone when I was young, and my father was a bastard who was addicted to eating, drinking, whoring and gambling.
He even took out his anger about his wife running away with someone on Fu Chao, beating and kicking him at every turn.
He went to jail for fighting two years ago, leaving Fu Chao with a lot of bad debts.
Before Fu Chao became truly powerful, this period of youth experience for him was extremely dark with no end in sight.
Lingyao hummed, and said confidently: "What's wrong with the luck child? The luck child can't hit me. I'm very fragile."
The group of people who threw Fu Chao over almost hit Ling Yao, and their faces were a little panicked.
After all, everyone knows that Shen Lingyao is the eldest daughter of the Shen family.
Even though they heard that he had conflicts with his family recently, it was not something they could afford to offend.
"Miss Shen, are you okay?"
After carefully asking, he glared at Fu Chao who was sitting on the ground and said, "Are you blind? How dare anyone bump into you!"
It sounded as if Fu Chao had bumped into him instead of being thrown.
The person on the ground had very long bangs on his forehead, covering half of his face.
He didn't say a word from beginning to end, nor did he defend himself.
But the eyes hidden by the hair looked dark and sinister.
Lingyao couldn't bear to see him acting so helplessly, so she reached out and pulled him up.
As a result, there was only a crackling sound.
The clothes that were washed so clean are torn just like that.
Lingyao was holding half a piece of cloth in her hand.
Fu Chao fell back again.
He lowered his head even lower, and his fingers hanging at his sides kept clenching until the knuckles turned white.
Lingyao was very panicked.
What kind of material breaks when touched? This lucky guy is not trying to scam me, right? How much does he want to extort? Five hundred at most, no more.
I glanced at the cloth and found that the edges of the broken piece were neat.
There must have been a hole in the clothes to begin with, and after she lifted it, it was completely torn.
The people around thought that Shen Lingyao was angry and wanted to teach Fu Chao a lesson, so they stood aside and watched the show.
Lingyao glanced coldly at the cloth in her hand.
He reached into the bag again and again.
Finally, he took out one from the only 500 yuan in cash he had left.
He glanced at the person standing next to him and said, "Go buy a school uniform and come over."
The boys did not find Lingyao's commanding tone strange.