Chapter 267 We Are Not Married

Mu Yazhe stared at her deeply, seeing her stubborn face, staring at her angrily, obviously dissatisfied with his alms-like behavior.

Suddenly, he gave a deep smile, sank into the sofa casually, raised his hand lazily and motioned for the manager to make an offer.

"Hello, this set is 45 million."

Yun Shishi was petrified.

Mu Yazhe admired her stunned expression comfortably, and when she saw her stunned for a long time, she couldn't help but sneer. "What? Didn't you say you want to buy it yourself?"

"I..." She lost her voice.

She also thought that a villa with tens of millions, a garden house should not be so expensive.

Yun Shishi bit her lip, feeling depressed in her heart.

"Why aren't you stubborn anymore?" Mu Yazhe asked coldly.

He raised his head and gestured with his eyes, and the manager immediately stepped back.

The procedures for purchasing a real estate certificate are not too complicated, and everything is unreasonably fast.

Therefore, when the manager handed over the brand-new real estate deed to Yun Shishi, she was still a little hard to come back to her senses.

Mu Yazhe stood aside, leaned over slightly, admired her stunned expression, and felt very happy: "Aren't you very moved? You don't have to sleep in the slums anymore."

"Why did you give me this bungalow?" This man, shouldn't he use this to sign some "unequal treaty" with her?

Seeing the vigilant look on her face, Mu Yazhe couldn't help but sneer.

"Are you letting me watch my son sleep in the pigsty?"

"...That's not a pigsty!" Yun Shishi re-emphasized angrily.

Mu Yazhe gave her a sideways glance and did not speak again.

For him, such a place is no different from a pigsty.

Small and unsafe.

Dozens of households live in one building.

Maybe even more than that.

Miscellaneous people are unavoidable.

In addition, the security is not in place, and anyone can come in and out arbitrarily.

How could he allow his woman and son to live in such a smoky place.

However, at this moment, the woman in front of her had a stubborn face, and in front of him, she carefully maintained that poor self-esteem.

For some reason, he didn't speak out again.

Only lightly said: "This is a gift."

Yun Shishi's face froze: "..."

"The gift of that bowl of noodles."

Yun Shishi was a little messy in the wind.

What's the meaning?

A bowl of clear soup and white noodles for a luxury house?

In this way, her bowl of noodles is worth tens of millions?

Gosh……

This is undoubtedly the lottery, right?

"You said that, if I make you more bowls of noodles, will you give me more luxury houses?"

"..."

Mu Yazhe looked at her wordlessly.

Yun Shishi looked at him provocatively, no doubt, if he agreed, she would cook him noodles every day!

He can't eat poor!

The eerie silence was interrupted at the right moment by the ringing of the phone.

Mu Yazhe originally wanted to cut it off, but when he looked at the screen, his expression became solemn, he immediately walked to the side, answered the phone, and replied in a deep voice, "Grandpa."

On the phone, the old man's voice was gloomy and sullen, but he tried his best to restrain himself: "You finally know how to answer the phone! Is it possible that if I don't call you, you don't even know where you are!"

"..."

Seeing that he was silent, the old man was even more furious: "Do you still know how to go home? Wanrou makes so many calls to you, why don't you answer? Do you still have her wife and my grandfather in your eyes? ?!"

"Grandpa, she and I are not married yet." Mu Yazhe said solemnly.

Let's go to the recommended ticket~~~~~Baby~~~~~~