1762: C1762 Wealthy Marriage 1689

C1762 Wealthy Marriage 1689

Si Wenbin nodded. "Miss, please wait for two minutes."

With that, he led Ye Shuimo out the door and arrived at the main entrance two minutes later.

Hai Ziyu didn't know where she got so much courage, so she rushed over and threw herself into his arms.

Siwen Bing was pushed back a step and blocked the door. He lowered his head in astonishment, then raised his hands, refusing to touch her.

"Miss?"

"You like me, don't you?"

Hai Ziyu tightly embraced his waist and buried her head in his embrace, growling in a low voice. However, because her face was flushed red, she didn't have enough strength to utter that growl.

He didn't reply. If she hadn't felt the slight movement in his chest, she would have thought he was dead!

"What do you want me to say? "Miss?"

That retort did not carry much emotion, as if it was a matter-of-fact question.

"I don't know!" Hai Ziyu shuddered inexplicably, but she did not notice it herself.

"Let go."

"No!"

As she spun, she cried out in alarm. A pair of strong hands had already carried her shoulders to the sofa. Lolita's dress arcs beautifully as they spin.

She was pinned to the sofa, unable to move, her legs forced apart, her left leg between hers, her right on the floor.

"You want me to?" Long, slender fingers wearing snow-white gloves brushed the corner of her lips.

Hai Ziyu trembled as the person in front of her took off her scholarly and refined clothes, becoming very aggressive.

Siwen Bing glanced at his phone and let her go.

Hai Ziyu grabbed her phone and ran out while trembling. He was stopped when he tried to open the door.

"Miss, if you're afraid, don't come any closer."

Back in her room, she calmed herself down. She still kept thinking about his eyes, those possessive, aggressive eyes.

Her cell phone had long since stopped ringing. She called back. It was Ao Xue, asking her if the money had been transferred.

She apologized and went online immediately.

Ao Xue received three hundred thousand yuan, plus what she had left over, it was still far from enough. He decided to put the money in the stock market, so he had better find a securities company to help him.

On the weekend, Yan Mingyao didn't need to work. Seeing that she was going out, he asked, "Why are you going out again? Can you stay at home for a while?"

"I don't want to be like you." Ao Xue slammed the door.

Yan Mingyao was sulking as he sat on the sofa. He clenched his teeth, extinguished the cigarette butt and chased out.

Ao Xue drove the car to the bank first. When she got out, she had a black bag in her hand.

She drove all the way to a securities firm, then parked and went upstairs.

Yan Mingyao followed her. There were a lot of people in the security room, so no one noticed her.

A man received Ao Xue and they walked into the quiet meeting room. Yan Mingyao raised his head and looked at the huge screen. There was a lot of red on it, it looked like the market was doing quite well.

Everyone in the hall was in a state of high spirits as they discussed the future of this bull market.

In the office, Ao Xue cautiously asked about a lot of information that she had found online. Seeing that Hai Ziyu recited it all to her and had good accounts, Ao Xue was assured that she would hand over all of her assets, including the 300 thousand she had received from Hai Ziyu, to her in total.

She firmly believed that her choice was the right one. She only needed some time before she could easily raise the money she needed. After all, the stock market was very good right now. In the past, she had sold shares when she was still in university.

Ye Family

Knowing that Ao Xue had mortgaged her entire fortune into the stock market, Yan Mingyao immediately thought of Hai Zhuoxuan. He had made a lot of money in the stock market in the past few years. If he was not as good as Ye Nianmo in terms of management, then in terms of stock management, he should be even better.

"Are you going to sell shares?" Hai Zhuoxuan received him.

Yan Mingyao nodded, "Right, there should be several million yuan in initial funding. What do you think?"

Hai Zhuoxuan stood up and gave him a stock market report to analyze. One hour later, he said, "So, now is not the best time to enter. I suggest not to play around so much, or just wait and see."

"Probably too late." Yan Mingyao smiled bitterly.

On the way out, he felt a gaze on him. It was Hai Zhuoxuan's daughter, an extremely beautiful child.

Hai Ziyu thought she had found out, so she left in a hurry. It was at this time that the phone rang.

She let out a long sigh of relief and quickly entered the house. It was one of the two female models.

"Ziyu, come out to play tonight. I have a friend who saw your picture and always said that your picture was artificially processed. Otherwise, tell them that you are plastic surgery. Come over and let them have a look."

Hai Ziyu was a little hesitant. After her previous experience, she didn't want to go out so late at night anymore.

"Hurry up and agree. You don't seem to be in the same group as me. How are we going to be friends in the future?"

"Sorry, but I won't be going today." Hai Ziyu thought for a moment but still refused.

"What? I told him that you're our best friend, why aren't you giving him face?" Please, come on! " The woman pleaded.

Hai Ziyu was a little hesitant, but still agreed after a long while. "En, alright."

Evening

It wasn't easy for him to explain Ao Xue's analysis to her when she came back, which made a lot of sense to him.

"You followed me?" Ao Xue gasped and glared at him.

Yan Mingyao knew that he had done something dishonorable, so he softened his tone, "I'm worried about you. I know you're very anxious right now, but we should think over the matter of stocks later."

"What is there to discuss? Just a million is not a small amount. " She sneered as she pulled out the data from the stock analyst she hired and showed it to him. "Today, there's already one with a profit of more than 16%."

She looked at him mockingly and said, "I don't care if you have such a useless future, but don't stop me from doing things. I have my own way of doing things, so you don't need to point fingers at me."

"We are husband and wife! Do you really need to carry this spear and stick when you speak? " Yan Mingyao held back his anger.

Ao Xue walked past him towards the hallway. "I can't be bothered to tell you, I'm leaving."

"Then if you don't want to see me, I'll go!" he growled, walking past her and slamming the door.

In the KTV box, Yan Mingyao was sitting with his stomach in his seat. He just drove randomly and entered along with the crowd.

The passing attendants looked curiously at the man drinking wine alone in the private room. Seeing him stagger up, they immediately pointed towards the washroom.

When he came out of the washroom, the side door opened and a tall, smartly dressed woman came out. As he closed the door, he saw a familiar figure.

"I told you already. She hasn't had a plastic surgery. If you don't believe me, you guys can take a look." In the box, the woman who had shouted the loudest was one of the models.

A girl who had been sitting in the corner with her hair cut neatly suddenly reached out her hand and touched Hai Ziyu's cheekbone.

"She's a famous cosmetic surgery expert. My nose was made for her. She can tell with a glance if she has a plastic surgery or not." The woman teased.

Hai Ziyu was resisting. She felt like a monkey being watched. This made her a little angry, but she didn't say anything due to her friendship.

The men and women doing it were all cheering, the short-haired woman was pinching her face, and five or six minutes later she announced, "No."

Hai Ziyu's friends stretched out their hands in all directions. "Everyone say that there's nothing left to do. Pay up."

Everyone took out their wallets and gave her 500 yuan each. She winked at the shocked Hai Ziyu. "Good sister."

"Why?" Hai Ziyu was a little angry. Even if she was friends, she wouldn't bet with him and sell him as a commodity.

The female model did not understand. "It's just entertainment. Furthermore, it's just this small amount of money. What your Ye Family has is just money."

"I'm leaving." Hai Ziyu stood up.

The man sitting opposite the female model gave her a look. She understood and got up to ask Hai Ziyu to stay.

"Alright, I know I was wrong. It won't be like this next time. Ziyu, you had better not be like this, right?"

"I'm leaving. It's too late."

"Alright, if you want to leave, then I won't stop you. You can leave after drinking this cup of fruit juice."

The female model put a glass of orange juice in front of her and looked at her with her big, bright eyes.

Hai Ziyu took the cup hesitantly. Suddenly, the door was opened, and she was astonished to see the person who came in.

"Who are you?" Everyone looked at the man who had barged in. He had a fresh and handsome face and a robust build.

Yan Mingyao took the juice from Hai Ziyu's hand and poured it into the trash can on the side. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Sorry everyone, this is my friend's daughter. Her family is very worried."

He emphasized the word "worried" with emphasis. He stared at the female model, walked to her side and whispered, "Since you know that her back mountain is Ye Family, then have you guessed the consequences of what you did just now?"

The female model was shocked and panicked. Ye Family was a big business in Dongjiang City and so she only wanted to bully Hai Ziyu.

"Who the hell are you!" The man who had instructed the female model to pass the juice to Hai Ziyu stood up.

The female model rushed over to comfort him, "Aiyo, since you're Ziyu's friend, forget it."

Yan Mingyao pulled Hai Ziyu out of the KTV, "I'll get the Ye Family people to come and pick you up."

Feeling depressed, Hai Ziyu replied in a low voice, "Got it."

Yan Mingyao walked to the side and called Ye Family house. The man who answered the phone said in a low voice, he knew it was the butler.

"Alright, I understand. When the car arrives, I'll have to trouble you to take care of Miss for a while." The other party immediately answered and then hung up the phone.

It was very windy outside. He walked to her side and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he held it back. "In the future, don't hang out with those people. They're all bad stuff."

"Two of them are my friends." Hai Ziyu said in a low voice.

Yan Mingyao laughed, "Friend? Have you seen anyone who used to pour doping into their friend's juice glass? "

"Ah!" Hai Ziyu shouted in a low voice. She was on the verge of tears.1

The two of them remained silent for some time before Hai Ziyu said slowly, "Thank you."

"No need to thank me. I owe you this." Yan Mingyao said slowly.

A car drove by quickly. Siwen Bing got off the car and walked in front of Yan Mingyao, "Mr Yan, thank you for your hard work."

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