Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 401 The Phoenix Man's Scheme 5

"So you're agreeing?"

Sun Mingyang was still a little skeptical, feeling that she was going to do something strange.

"Of course, I'll make a name for myself. I was impulsive before, it was my fault. I've thought it through. Let's make our lives better, that's more important than anything else."

"What about the dowry? What about the carriage?"

“Those are no big deal. My parents’ things will all be mine in the future, right? So if I marry you, everything that’s mine will be yours.”

"Really?"

"More real than pearls."

Sun Mingyang narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the woman in front of him who had suddenly changed her attitude.

Her smile was sickeningly sweet, and her eyes were incredibly determined. How could she not resemble the old aunt who had tricked him into losing his virginity back then?

He was still a little worried.

"Why don't you send me some money first? I still need to get treatment for this illness. After I'm discharged from the hospital, we'll go look at cars and then get our marriage certificate."

"Snapped."

Sun Mingyang got slapped, and his mother was stunned.

"What are you doing? Mu Qiuqiu, how could you hit Mingyang?"

Qingmo covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disappointment.

“Sun Mingyang, I didn’t expect you to be this kind of person. I told you that everything I have will be yours from now on, and you’re already in such a hurry? You’re so shallow, so incredibly shallow.”

After saying that, she ran away in a flash, leaving the mother and son dumbfounded.

What's going on? Everything was fine one second, and then the expression changed so quickly?

"Son, are you sure Mu Qiuqiu isn't sick?"

Sun Mingyang's lips twitched involuntarily. Hey, it hurts a little.

How could he not know if someone is sick or not?

Would someone who isn't sick even be interested in him?

This is a serious illness, and it's the kind of illness that can't be treated by her.

Sun Mingyang covered his slapped face, feeling both angry and annoyed, but mostly confused.

He muttered to himself, "What on earth is this woman up to?"

Sun's mother looked at him worriedly from the side, "Son, maybe we shouldn't date her anymore, she seems a bit abnormal."

Sun Mingyang shook his head. "Mom, I still want to go through with this marriage. Her family is rich. If I can really get the dowry and the car, it's not too late to dump him later. Right now..."

Just then, Sun Mingyang's phone rang; it was Qingmo calling.

He answered the phone, and Qingmo's coquettish voice came from the other end: "Mingyang, it was my fault just now. I was too impulsive. Don't take it to heart."

"I'll transfer some money to you so your aunt can buy you some good food. Once you're discharged from the hospital, we'll go get our marriage certificate."

Sun Mingyang listened with a smug smile on his face, "Okay, Qiuqiu, I knew you were the best."

After hanging up the phone, Sun Mingyang quickly opened the transfer Qingmo had made to her.

Goodness, 16 yuan.

Note: My darling, I won't allow you to be without what others have. Go buy a milk tea, order whatever you like.

At once…

It looks like I've been hit by a boomerang.

That's what Sun Mingyang said to Mu Qiuqiu before.

Everyone else has milk tea, I won't allow you to not have it.

【Transfer 0.1.】

Go buy a straw and drink your roommate's.

[Great, honey, I knew you were different from them. You're not a materialistic woman.]

That damn snobbish, domineering attitude.

He once captivated the original owner of the body.

Sun Mingyang hesitated for a long time before finally clicking "accept".

Even if it's just one dollar, he feels uneasy if he doesn't accept it.

Qingmo, who had just left the hospital and was about to go out and have some fun, was then given a severe dressing-down by the old woman on the other end of the phone.

"Mu Qiuqiu, how many days has it been? How many days?"

"Are you trying to fly to the moon? Did you win the lottery or hook up with a rich guy? You're not even coming to work anymore, huh? You've really made something of yourself now?"

"Get back to work right now."

Oh wow, looking at the note, it's the original owner's boss.

Work? What kind of work am I? I'm so rich, why would I need to work?

"I'm not going anymore. I don't care who it is, get lost."

Once she hung up the phone, she didn't care about anyone.