Naughty Girl VS Iceberg Prince

"Hey, Luo Fan, don't be so stingy. Looking at you, those who don't know think you've been cut off by me!" Tang Youtao pouted dissatisfiedly, "It's just a gold card, at worst, wait until grandpa doesn't force me to marry I gave it to that kid, and I'll just pay you back!"

"Yuyou," Luo Fan shook his head, "I'm convinced of you. It's not about money, okay? At least let me know what you've been doing these days? Otherwise, how can I rest assured that what if you go to gamble? What should I do?"

"Bah!" Tang Youtao rolled up a magazine on the bed, and slammed it on Luo Fan's head fiercely, "You're just going to gamble! I want you to curse me! What? Do you want to give it to me? If you don't give it to me I went to sing, anyway, I am penniless now."

"Singing?" Luo Fan covered his head and stared back at her, "You can't even earn even a fraction of a mantissa if you sell singing for a lifetime!"

"That's not necessarily!" Tang Youtao rolled his eyes, "I can go to Nan Bingyu's pub to sell songs, guess how much he will give me?"

"Tang Youtao!" Luo Fan gritted his teeth and called her.

"How? Do you want to give it or not? If you don't give it to me, you will leave." Tang Youtao stopped smiling, and she pursed her lips as if she had suffered a lot of grievances.

"Okay, okay! Give it!" Luo Fan raised his hands in surrender, took out a gold card from his wallet and threw it to Tang Youtao, "My dear sister, I beg you! Don't come to me in the next life. Enough of you!"

Tang Youtao put the gold card close to his hand, kissed it on his lips, and blew another kiss to Luo Fan, "My dear brother, I'm really sorry! I really don't care about what you said! I suggest that you go home and have a chance to persuade my father and your uncle not to ask your mother to be your sister in the next life, that would be more useful."

Tang Youtao made a funny face at Luo Fan and returned triumphantly.

It took her another five days to pay off Zuo Ling's remaining debts.

Then he used the remaining money to buy a small apartment for the Zuo Ling brothers near An'an's house. Zuo Ling's name was written on the real estate certificate. Hand it over to Zuo Ling, and then she felt that the world was so open and she was in a great mood.

Zuo Ling took the real estate certificate that Tang Youtao handed him, with a gloomy and ugly face, as if Tang Youtao was not the benefactor who helped him pay off his debts and buy a house, but the enemy who killed his parents.

But Tang Youtao didn't mind at all, she stretched her waist, covered her lips with the back of her hand, yawned a lot, and said lazily: "I feel so tired recently! I'm going home to catch up on sleep , you can arrange things yourself in the future, it's none of my business, you can contact An Anduo, I guess I don't have much time to accompany you."

For Zuo Ling's matter, she hadn't harassed Duan Lengyan for a long time, she really missed his handsome face that was colder than an iceberg!

"Tang Youtao!" Tang Youtao turned to go out, but was stopped by Zuo Ling behind him outside the door.

"Huh?" Tang Youtao turned his head, and blinked his big watery eyes at him, "Senior, is there anything else?"

"What do you want?" Zuo Ling had no expression on his face, only the extreme and indifference that saw through the coldness of the world.

"What?" Tang Youtao couldn't understand.

"What exactly do you want from me?" Zuo Ling squeezed the real estate certificate in his hand, hating himself for not having the courage to tear it up.