Chapter 1342 Money Is Not a Problem

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Outside the bar, Lin Huan and Song Qing were walking side by side on the street.

"Miss Mo's mood seems a little not right." Song Qing thought for a long time, but couldn't help but say it.

She wanted to hear Lin Huan's opinion on Mo Yusheng.

"She..." Lin Huan drawled, turning to look at Song Qing: "Did you see it too?"

"Ah? What?" Song Qing was stunned, feeling that Lin Huan's words were on to something.

"This girl seems to like me, but I always regard her as my sister." Lin Huan said with a wry smile.

"That's it..." Song Qing felt happy for no reason and blurted out: "What about me?"

"Huh?" This time it was Lin Huan's turn to be confused.

Song Qing rubbed the hem of his blouse and said slightly coquettishly: "I... what am I to you?"

Lin Huan stopped, looked at Song Qing's eyes seriously, and said word by word: "You are my Youlemei."

Song Qing felt happy and blurted out: "Is it true?"

This slogan from Youlemei has become a popular saying because of Jay Chou, and Song Qing naturally knows what it means.

"Lin Huan wants to hold me in his hand? Oh my god, am I not dreaming?"

Just when Song Qing was excited, Lin Huan said hurriedly: "Because I want to eat when I see you. If you eat too much, you will get fat."

Song Qing was immediately confused. What does milk tea have to do with eating too much and getting fat?

"Haha, because Jay Chou loves to drink milk tea, he has gained weight." Lin Huan said with a bad smile.

Song Qing: "..."

Is this still possible? Are the forced jokes interesting? ! !

Because she misunderstood Lin Huan's meaning, Song Qing was somewhat ashamed and angry. After stamping her feet on the spot, she quickened her pace and walked towards the intersection.

Lin Huan laughed and followed him.

When he came to the intersection, Song Qing looked back and found that Lin Huan was just following step by step, with no intention of catching up to coax him, so he quickened his pace and walked towards the other side of the street.

Just when Song Qing was about to reach the middle of the crosswalk, a white Aston Martin ONE77 rushed over from her left side. At this time, the green light opposite Song Qing was still on!

The roaring sound of the engine and the dazzling headlights made Song Qing freeze in place with fear as if she had lost her soul!

"drop!"

The piercing horn sounded, and then the Aston Martin ONE77 hit Song Qing at an unabated speed!

Lin Huan, who was following Song Qing, changed his expression, moved his feet and came to Song Qing, and then took her away from the place before Aston Martin ONE77 met Song Qing!

"squeak"

Only then did the harsh brake sound finally sound. The Aston Martin ONE77 that almost hit Song Qing stopped more than thirty meters away from the intersection.

Immediately afterwards, several more supercars came from a distance, and finally stopped behind Aston Martin ONE77.

These sports cars are all supercars with prices exceeding tens of millions, including many that are limited edition worldwide. For example, the Aston Martin ONE77 has a global limited edition of 77 units and a domestic price of 47 million.

There is also a Ferrari, limited to 499 units worldwide, priced at around 25 million.

Porsche 918, limited to 918 units worldwide, priced at about 15 million...

These cars cannot be bought with money, they also require a certain status.

"Damn it, I don't have eyes when I'm walking. Can you really afford to pay compensation if I bump into you?" the owner of Aston Martin ONE77 said cursingly after he walked out.

This is a young man with dyed yellow hair. He is wearing all the trendy brands, including a Supreme hooded sweatshirt, a limited edition forbidden black and red toe AJ1, and a black Rolex Paul Newman on his wrist. Each one costs more than 2 million Chinese coins. .

As for other young men and women, they are also wearing famous brands. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are walking money.

These men and women also started shouting: "If you want to die, go as far away as possible. Don't run into trouble on the road. You can't afford to pay for the paint peeling off Mr. Wang's car!"

"Do you know how much Mr. Wang's car costs? It's 47.77 million yuan, Chinese currency! You will never make this kind of money in your lifetime!"

"Compared with Mr. Wang's car, your life is worthless!"

Lin Huan looked at them coldly, then finally turned his attention to the yellow-haired man and said coldly: "Why didn't you hit the brakes just now?"

Lin Huan saw clearly just now that Huang Mao did not step on the brakes at all when he was about to hit Song Qing. After he pulled Song Qing aside, Huang Mao stepped on the brakes.

If Lin Huan were not here, Song Qing would definitely die!

Of course, even if Huang Mao stepped on the brakes, it wouldn't have much effect. The speed of the car just now was close to 100 kilometers per hour, and it was impossible to stop in such a short distance.

The speed limit on this street is 40, and the light was red just now. Huang Mao not only speeded but also ran the red light. This behavior is so bad!

"Oh." The yellow-haired man exclaimed in surprise, then turned to his friends and said, "This guy asked me why I didn't step on the brakes. How do you think I should answer him?"

"Young Master Wang killed her because it was for her own good, otherwise she would be disabled for life and have to suffer in this world." A tall, charming woman in cool clothes said in an exaggerated tone.

The yellow-haired man snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "Xiao Yu'er still knows me best."

While talking, the yellow-haired man and his group had already approached Lin Huan and Song Qing.

"Hey, these two people look familiar." The yellow-haired man looked at Lin Huan and Song Qing in surprise and said.

The young woman named Xiao Yu'er nodded expressionlessly: "The man's name is Lin Huan, and the woman's name is Song Qing. They are both celebrities."

They were far away just now and the street lights weren't bright enough, so they didn't see clearly what Lin Huan and Song Qing looked like. Only when they got closer did they realize that these two people were actually celebrities.

There is no need to mention Song Qing. People who often watch China Satellite TV know who she is, and Lin Huan... He has been in the limelight recently, and there are not a few people who know him.

"Oops, I almost bumped into Miss Song just now. It's really a shame." The yellow-haired man raised his head and smiled, took a few steps forward and came to Song Qing, about to hold Song Qing's hand.

Song Qing quickly took away her hands and hid behind Lin Huan, saying displeasedly: "What do you want to do?"

The yellow-haired man raised his eyebrows and said with a sinister smile: "Of course I want to see if you are hurt. If a beauty like Miss Song gets a little scratched, I will feel uneasy."

As soon as these words came out, the friends immediately burst into laughter.

"Haha, Mr. Wang really cares about her."

"Young Master Wang, if Miss Song is injured, do you have to be responsible for her?"

"If necessary, Mr. Wang will definitely buy a villa for Miss Song and hide her in a golden house."

The yellow-haired man raised his hand to interrupt their hesitation, looked at Song Qing seriously and said: "Miss Song, my friend likes to joke, don't take it to heart, but what they said is right, I am the most compassionate person."

"If Miss Song feels uncomfortable, just tell me. Money is not a problem. I also want to make friends with Miss Song, so I will be responsible for Miss Song to the end."

After saying that, the yellow-haired man stared at Song Qing with burning eyes, looking forward to her answer.

"Apologize."

At this moment, Lin Huan said coldly.