The emperor is still tied: stop, this palace is robbed

Chapter 112
"I understand a little bit."

Meimei asked with a smile, if she took Yue Tinghui into custody, it would be a matter of course for him to pick up the guests, and there would be no need to pay him, hehe.

"Hehe, I heard you say that it costs 100 million taels a month, can this be cheaper?"

Lan Zimei approached Yue Tinghui, intending to take care of the most beautiful man at the lowest price.

"Meimei, if it's you, then I,,,"

"Not a single point."

Yue Tinghui originally said that he didn't want a penny, but Lan Xinwen, who had already been bothered by the noise, snatched his words.

"Mom, don't you know it's impolite to interrupt someone?"

Lan Zimei turned around depressed, looking at her messy-haired mother and complaining.

"Oh, so you also know that it's impolite to interrupt other people's affairs, so you're standing outside talking, don't you know it will affect your parents' sexual interest?"

Lan Xinwen leaned against the door, looking at her daughter with all kinds of flair.

"Tch, isn't it just that you are favored by your father? Look at you, Yue Tinghui, let's go."

Lan Zimei glared at the old lady with a red face, and ran away grabbing Yue Tinghui's hand.

"Meimei, didn't you say that you needed to find your mother, why..."

Yue Tinghui looked at the hands that were pulling her in puzzlement. Just now, Meimei said that she had something to ask her mother, but now the two of them quarreled as soon as they met, and they didn't say anything.

"Haha, I forgot again, it's all about you, as long as you show up, my mother and I won't be able to have a serious conversation. You wait for me outside first, and I'll go find my mother."

Lan Zimei gritted her teeth, the matter of taking care of her is not urgent, but Yan Haoran's matter of killing her is urgent.

According to Yan Haoran's plan, she will come to take her life in another ten days, so she hastened to arrange it so as not to make a big mistake when it arrives.

"Meimei, what about the nurturing just now?"

Yue Tinghui cheekily hugged Lan Zimei, and said face to face.

"I don't have 100 million. If it's 100 taels, I can consider it."

Lan Zimei's eyes flickered.

"100 taels is 100 taels, but we have three chapters in the agreement. This matter, you know and I know, the third person can't know."

Although Yue Tinghui let go of the emperor's airs, the emperor's face is still important.

(End of this chapter)