Chapter 1 100 Million Baby

"Ye Xiaowan, do you really want to sell the Ye family's baby for one dollar?"

The handsome four-year-old Mrs. Zheng looked at the so-called "Ye family's baby" that was so old and dirty in her hand that she couldn't tell what it was, with a suspicious look on her face.

"if not?"

Ye Wan picked up the eyeshadow palette and chose an earthy color that can cover the slightly swollen eyes, "The creditors are waiting outside. If they don't get the money after tonight, they will pack us up and sell them together."

Rather than being sold cheap by them, it is better to take the initiative.

He glanced at the contract on the dressing table and the round token in Xiao Baozi's hand.

Taking another look at herself in the mirror with exquisite makeup, Ye Wan pinched Xiao Baozi's face with a smile, "Don't worry, with my sister here, the sky won't fall!"

Three days ago, Ye Wan and his younger brother Ye Cheng were the eldest lady and young master of the wealthy Ye family in Sicheng. They were glamorous and sought after by thousands of people wherever they went.

But overnight, the Ye family went bankrupt.

The father was overwhelmed and jumped from the top floor of the Ye Group.

Immediately afterwards, the mother followed the father.

In the huge Ye family, only two siblings, Ye Wan, were left.

After liquidating the company and selling the villa, the Ye family is still in debt of 100 million yuan.

And this 100 million fell on Ye Wan, who was already 18 years old.

"Ye Xiaowan..."

The little bun pursed his lips, and stretched out his arms to hug Ye Wan's legs, "Then... what if you can't sell it and throw it at your hands?"

Ye Wan: "..."

"Bah bah bah!"

Ye Wan slapped Xiaozhengtai's Q-bombed butt, clasped his hands together and bowed, "TongyanwujiTongyanwuji!"

Even though it is just an ordinary token, if it falls into the hands of someone who understands it, it will have an earth-shaking effect.

With her here, how could the token not be sold?

At the beginning, a scout approached her to ask her to make a movie. She said bluntly that with her pure and coquettish appearance, she was at the pinnacle when she debuted. After three to five years of filming, she will be a top rich woman. If she is more dedicated, she can retire and travel around before the age of 30. The world is gone.

Although the content of the contract is to help her repay a foreign debt of 100 million yuan, Ye Wan believes that as long as she is given time, it is not impossible to double it.

All in all, the deal was a solid one.

Immortals passing by must not listen to this brat!

A voice came from the front hall, knowing that the auction had started, Ye Wan patted the little bun's head, "Ye Mengmeng, you have to be obedient and don't run around, you understand?"

"Don't call me Ye Mengmeng!"

"Then you are not allowed to call me Ye Xiaowan!"

One big and one small with their hips akimbo, one beautiful and one cute, the picture is particularly eye-catching.

Seeing that the little man ran away angrily, with red eye circles, Ye Wan pinched his palms to suppress the soreness that was about to rush out of his eyes, turned around and left the dressing room.

"Little night..."

Outside the door, a young man in a suit and leather shoes angrily blocked Ye Wan's way, "You really want to..."

"Sold" couldn't be said, Han Bolin was full of anger, "You are a girl, how can you be so depraved? How is this different from those princesses in the movie?"

"There is still a difference!"

Ye Wan said with a cold expression, "It's just that you don't have the right to know!"

"Or, Young Master Han is willing to spend 100 million yuan to help me guard the Ye family's things?"

In a word, Han Bolin's face turned ashen.

Ye Wan was originally his fiancée, the future Mrs. Han's young lady.

The Ye family went bankrupt, and the Han family divorced immediately. Even if he likes the beautiful girl in front of him, it has nothing to do with him.

"Step aside!"

It seemed that even pushing him was dirty, Ye Wan's charming almond eyes were full of disgust.

The carmine tear mole under the right eye is bright red, so charming.

Han Bolin felt hot in his heart.

One hundred million is only a drop in the bucket for the Han family.

Immediately blurted out, "One hundred million is one hundred million, I..."

"Master Han, why don't you ask your father Lingtang first?"

Ye Wan smiled lightly.

Han Bolin's face turned pale, and Ye Wan had drifted away.

There is only a scent in the air.

The dark fragrance floats, captivating.