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After listening to Mo Weiran's question, Tang Yichen raised his eyebrows and subconsciously glanced at Gu Zhiqi.

Mo Weiran followed Tang Yichen's gaze and looked at Gu Zhiqi.

?

Could it be that the eldest lady still sells tricks? !

Feeling the gaze falling on her, Gu Zhiqi was silent, looked sideways at Mo Weiran, with a lazy and undisciplined expression, and said leisurely, "Not for sale."

Master Zhi said that he did not want to receive another IOU.

Mo Weiran: Throw it away! Is it really worth selling?

After Mo Weiran was shocked, he realized Gu Zhiqi's refusal just now, and immediately drooped his face, looking at Gu Zhiqi bitterly, "Miss."

Gu Zhiqi smiled lazily: "Are you rich?"

Mo Weiran: "..."

Shake your head.

Seeing this, Gu Zhiqi's eyebrows were stained with a playful color, "To match your talent, the best mentality is at least 50 million."

Mo Weiran:!

What skills are so expensive? !

"When will you pay off the fifty-five million you owe me, and then come and buy it from me." Gu Zhiqi's voice was cold and lazy, and after he finished speaking, he added, "Oh, yes, buy the mind method. You need to pay for it and deliver it.”

"..."

woo woo woo...

Suddenly I don't want to practice anymore.

In the end, Mo Weiran didn't buy a mind method from Gu Zhiqi either.

Tang Yichen asked Mo Weiran some more detailed questions, and after understanding the whole process of Liu Yiyi grabbing flowers, he left with Gu Zhiqi.

After Gu Zhiqi and Tang Yichen left, Mo Weiran hugged the flowers and sat on the bed in silence for a long time, then began to think about how to get his father to retire as soon as possible, so that he could inherit the family property and realize wealth and freedom as soon as possible.

**

The imperial capital, the Jin family.

In the living room, three people were sitting around eating together.

The middle-aged man sitting in the wheelchair, his brows are full of sternness and seriousness, he is not angry and pretentious, and his every move is regular and meticulous.

In contrast, the middle-aged man sitting across from him, with half of his handsome face hidden in a beard, had shoulder-length mid-length hair, a small braid tied behind his head, and only a handful of hair. Most of the hair is loose, looking fluffy and messy, exuding chic and unrestrained.

Beside him, there was a long-haired girl in a green sweater. The girl had a cold and calm face, she was holding her chopsticks, eating quietly, her demeanor was dignified and deserted.

The three sat around eating together, but no one said a word.

At this moment, there was a slight movement from the living room door.

The man with pigtails turned his head first, looked towards the door, and then saw a familiar figure, "Yo, Ah Ran, why are you free to go home today?"

At the same time as the man spoke, the man with a stern face turned his head and looked towards the door, and the girl in a green sweater also glanced sideways.

At the door, it was Jin Caoran who entered the door while turning his wheelchair.

"Aran (big brother)." The middle-aged man and the girl spoke at the same time.

"Dad, Uncle, Xiaolu." Jin Layerran greeted the three of them one by one.

The three of them nodded in unison to Jin Layer Ran, and then, Jin Layer Green fell silent and continued to eat quietly.

When Jin's father saw Jin Layerran, the seriousness between his brows loosened a bit, and he looked at Jin Layerran with kindness, and asked, "Have you eaten yet? If you haven't eaten, why don't you just eat together?"

Jin Layer Ran shook his head, "No need, I've eaten it, you can eat it."

He just came back from Su's house.

Originally, because he was going back to the Jin family's old house today, he really wanted to come back and have dinner together.

However, hearing that Su Yunling was going to cook in person, he and Fu Xiyan and the others went to Su Yunling's place for a meal.