The fake daughter lives in a haunted house, begging for mercy

Shi Ling patted his face with the blade of a knife, smiling softly and saying, "Brother, why are you so confused? I am your biological sister, and you deny it? Although you are now a thief that everyone calls for beating. , but I’m still willing to recognize you, sister, aren’t you very touched?”

The young man in black robe shivered: "Don't dare to move, don't dare to move..."

The stall owner couldn't bear it anymore, "This kid's brain seems to be abnormal. You can pay me the money for cutting the cake and forget about it."

Shi Ling pulled off the black-robed young man's belt and tied his hands, then returned the knife to the stall owner, pressed the black-robed young man's head and bowed his head to apologize, and then said: "Thank you, uncle. My brother just needs to be taken care of. All this How much does the cake cost?”

Shi Ling felt that this piece of cake didn't look big. Even if the cake was cut at an exorbitant price, it would cost a hundred with one knife. This shouldn't be more than a thousand, so he could pay off this piece of shit.

"Hey, this is nothing. I can just give you this cut cake, but I have to pay for the cut cake that was knocked over by him on the ground in my car!" The stall owner pointed to the cut cake that fell to the ground. He finally said, "I'll give you the whole amount, one hundred thousand."

When Shi Ling was about to say "I paid it back for him", she swallowed it back in an instant. This piece of cake was really beyond her imagination. She did not hesitate to push the young man in black robe forward and said: " One hundred thousand yuan, let me help you work and pay it back slowly."

The young man in black robe: "..."

The stall owner originally thought that this pretty girl looked like a rich man in her dress and temperament, and wanted to add some skill with the sword. Unexpectedly, Shi Ling directly blamed the whole matter on the thief.

The stall owner said: "For the sake of fellow villagers, I'll give you a discount of 10,000 yuan."

Shi Ling secretly thought, good guy, he is really a profiteer who specializes in cheating fellow villagers, but on the surface he speaks righteously: "This is not a question of money or not, it is a question of principle. Let this kid learn a lesson!"

What the stall owner heard was - this is a matter of money.

He was about to lower the price again, but a payment prompt came from his phone:

“One hundred thousand yuan has been received via WeChat.”

Shi Ling and the stall owner were both in disbelief.

I saw Yu Shen holding a bowl of leftover oden beside him. He raised his mobile phone to scan the payment page and said to the stall owner expressionlessly: "I'll give you the money."

The stall owner stared at Yu Shen with wide eyes, as if he were looking at a stupid son of a wealthy landlord who was rich in wealth.

"Okay, thank you, fellow!" After receiving the payment, he was afraid that he would regret it, so he didn't want any cake cuts, so he got on his tricycle and ran away.

It was too late for Shi Ling to stop him, so he could only turn his head and glare at Yu Chen, hating that iron cannot be made into steel: "Yu Chen, are you stupid? This is not how you spend money! Making money is also very hard!"

The young man in black robe echoed: "That's right! He is more prodigal than me!"

Shi Ling glanced at him with a cold look, "Shut up."

The young man in black robe shut up instantly.

"It's not hard. My father gave it to me and I must spend it before returning to China."

Yu Chen was a little helpless, and as he spoke, he showed Shi Ling the transfer record of the bank card Si Ting gave him.

Shi Ling and the young man in black robe turned to look. They were both quiet for a moment, silently counting the digits.

Eight-digit transfer.

Shi Ling suddenly looked at Yu Chen affectionately, "Shen, does our father still need a daughter?"

Yu Chen was dazzled by Shi Ling's gaze and couldn't help laughing, "There is no shortage of daughters. But if you want money, I can give it to you."

Shi Ling's eyes widened and he looked at Yu Chen in disbelief. This look made Yu Chen panic in his heart, and he couldn't help but review what he just said to see if he had revealed his secret thoughts.

Then Shi Ling said: "Yu Chen, I didn't expect that I regard you as a friend, but you actually want to be my dad?"

Yu Shen: "..."