Mistakenly provoked a male god: sweet spoiled wife 99 times

Chapter 2822 Compassionate Love (62)

Su Mengjiao and An Shan quickly bought breakfast and went to the hotel.When they arrived at the hotel, the male reporter was pacing around the room, seemingly anxious.

As soon as the door opened, the male reporter seemed to suddenly become nervous.He stared at Su Mengjiao and An Shan seriously, wanting to know their purpose for coming back so early.

"You... have come back so early?" The male reporter looked at Su Mengjiao and An Shan, who had come back so early. It seemed that the money matter must not have been settled yet.Suddenly, he felt a little disappointed.

"Yes! If I came back earlier, what would you eat in the morning?" Su Mengjiao said to the male reporter, "If An Shan and I come back at night, wouldn't you starve to death?"

"That's not enough..." The male reporter looked at Su Mengjiao with some embarrassment, and then murmured in a very weak voice very carefully, "As long as you give me the money, how much is this meal worth... ..."

"What did you say?" Seeing the male reporter muttering silently, Su Mengjiao couldn't help frowning and asked.

"It's nothing...it's nothing..." The male reporter pretended to be very happy to take the breakfast from Su Mengjiao, and ate it with relish.

"I thought about it with An Shan, and I'd better give you the money first, so as not to have long nights and dreams." Su Mengjiao suddenly said to the male reporter.

The male reporter's mouth was full of food, and after hearing Su Mengjiao's words, he stopped chewing quickly.Then, his eyes converged on Su Mengjiao, staring at her with great joy: "What did you say?"

"I mean, An Shan and I will give you the money right now." Su Mengjiao said to the male reporter.

"Okay! Okay, okay!" The male reporter nodded repeatedly.He quickly took out his mobile phone, looked at An Shan and Su Mengjiao, and said, "Who gave me the money?"

"Me," An Shan said, taking out his phone.He transferred the only 600 million he had left and the 300 million that Su Mengjiao had just transferred to the male reporter without saying a word.

"Sure enough, it's 900 million!" The male reporter's eyes turned red with joy.At this moment, Su Mengjiao found that the male reporter's eyes were full of greed.He couldn't help holding his mobile phone, as if holding a fragile treasure, with extra care.

"Give me your camera! I want to delete all the photos." Su Mengjiao said to the male reporter expressionlessly.

"Okay, okay! Don't say delete the photos, I'll give you the camera together! Just take it as a souvenir for you!" The male reporter danced with excitement, "With this 1000 million, what kind of reporter am I?" After speaking, he quickly ran out...

Su Mengjiao and An Shan's attention were all focused on this camera.They admired the photos inside with relish, and were not in a hurry to delete them, anyway, the cameras already belonged to them.

"How about..." An Shan looked at Su Mengjiao with a blushing face, and said to her, "Actually, these photos... I think they are pretty good-looking. Or... let's keep them as a souvenir! Anyway, this photo is now In our hands, no one can do anything to us... I don't know if you agree... But if you don't want to, I will delete the photo now..."

"Then keep it!" Su Meng looked at An Shan shyly, and said, "You... are really bad... But, this camera... you must hide it well..."

"Don't worry, dear!" An Shan hugged Su Mengjiao ecstatically, and said to her, "I will definitely preserve the good memories between us."

(End of this chapter)