After getting pregnant with a golden dragon cub, the fake daughter A blew up the entire interstellar

Chapter 170 A憨憨 (simple-minded) male orc, sincerely pursuing someone, offering a house as a gift to ask for a relationship.
"Yes, Chacha, you were taken away by someone else. Your parents didn't find you in time, and you were left to wander outside for 18 years, suffering a lot. Your parents were heartbroken."

Lang Luofeng followed suit, echoing his partner and trying to make amends for both of them. He did his best to play the role of a good parent, abandoning her completely and only telling her hypocritical excuses and lies that were in his own interest.

"You're finally back, healthy and well. It's only right that your parents spend some money on you. Don't be shy about it."

Who's going to be polite to them?

I'm only being polite to them here because I want to spend more of their money.

Jiang Chacha pretended to decline, reminding them, "The space knob of the large cube costs over a hundred million, and the level 5 to 15 mechs together cost over a hundred million. High-specification training suits, holographic helmets, and protective suits are all expensive..."

"It's okay, money's no problem, buy it!"

Lang Yinfeng wasn't in pain; it was that every time Jiang Chacha mentioned something, it was like tearing out his heart and making it bleed.

But what can be done? It's all his fault for his foul mouth. How could he have imagined that he would actually compete with Mo Jingchun to pay the bill at this time?

Mo Jingchun exchanged a glance with her partner without revealing her feelings. Passionate and outgoing, she liked to protect those she liked.

Moreover, this was a little female brought back by her own child, a little female that her child had mentioned to her more than once. She had to protect and support her.

She joined in advising Jiang Chacha: "Yes, Chacha, you've never been in contact with them, so you don't know what kind of people they are. If you don't want to acknowledge them, then don't. It won't stop them from spending money on you."

"Don't feel guilty. They should spend this money. What family doesn't spend money to have and raise children? You agree, right, Yinfeng and Luofeng?"

Cheng Xiaoting wished he could hug his mother and give her a big kiss. His mother's fighting power was indeed formidable. Look at that soft knife, stabbing Lang Yinfeng piece by piece. It felt so good.

If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, not only Jiang Chacha, but also Sui Xuanchu and the others would have wanted to give Cheng Xiaoting's mother a big thumbs up.

Sure enough, among relatives and friends, they know each other's weakest points and know where to strike to make the other person feel pain, bleed, and not even be able to cry out.

What could Lang Yinfeng and Lang Luofeng, who were named, say? Their White Wolf Clan has never been as powerful, united, or talented as the Black Wolf Clan!
They are the chieftain and his wife of the White Wolf Clan, and Cheng Mian and Mo Jingchun are also the heads of the Black Wolf Clan. They can slap him in the face, but he cannot retaliate against them.

Following Mo Jingchun's words, Lang Yinfeng adopted the demeanor of a loving father: "Yes, Chacha, your Aunt Jingchun is right. It's necessary to spend money to have and raise children. You can spend the money without feeling guilty."

Jiang Chacha hesitated, her words faltering, "Then...then I'll buy some things that I often need."

"That's more like it." Mo Jingchun clapped his hands and called out, "Come on, please take these kids to the mecha area and the space button area and have them look around."

"Remember, tell the people in the mecha area that the bills for these kids should be settled by Lang Yinfeng, the chief of the White Wolf Clan, at the top-floor catering and rest area."

“Yes, Mrs. Cheng, we’ve got it,” the sales manager immediately came out to greet Jiang Chacha and the others, “This way, please.”

Jiang Chacha smiled shyly at Lang Yinfeng and his wife, then gave Mo Jingchun a sweet smile before leading Sui Xuanchu and the other seven people away with the sales manager.

After they left and the door to the super VIP room closed, Mo Jingchun reminded the sales assistants who were holding receipts and waiting to pay: "Today, all the expenses in this room will be paid by Chief Lang and his wife. You all need to line up quickly and swipe your money one by one. Don't ask those kids for money later."

Upon hearing this, the sales assistants holding the order slips happily responded with a "yes" and lined up in an orderly fashion.

There were more than a dozen clothing brands, several jewelry brands, and some other odds and ends.

Each brand order is worth no less than one million, and some even exceed five million.

Lang Yinfeng miscalculated. He thought Mo Jingchun would buy things for the eight children for a maximum of two or three million yuan, but he didn't expect that even ten million yuan wouldn't be enough.

He blushed deeply, his heart ached as if being stabbed, but he still had to put on a smile and mutter that he should spend the money.

If Mo Jingchun hadn't been holding her hand, she would have laughed out loud at Lang Yinfeng's reluctant yet obliging attitude towards spending the money.

Jiang Chacha and her group of eight left the Super VIP room and split up with the sales staff to go to the mecha area, the space button area, the aircraft display area, and so on.

In less than an hour, all eight people had finished shopping, reunited, and followed the sales staff to the rooftop dining and rest area.

Mo Jingchun and Cheng Mian, along with Lang Yinfeng and his wife, were having tea and waiting to rest in the rooftop restaurant and lounge.

The bills kept coming in, making Lang Yinfeng's hands tremble as he tapped the payment code on his personal terminal. As he paid, he ran out of money.

Lang Luofeng continued to pay, with the minimum being several hundred star coins and the maximum being several million, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of star coins.

Their annual net income ranges from 8 million to 000 million yuan. Jiang Chacha spent their entire year's net income this time, and it was almost not enough.

Lang Yinfeng and Lang Luofeng looked grim. They kept trying to reassure themselves, telling themselves that if they spent a year's worth of her net income now, she could bring them a hundredfold or even ten thousandfold return in the future.

They had mentally prepared themselves for a long time, and when Jiang Chacha and her group of eight arrived, they managed to greet them with smiles, not with grumpy faces. Jiang Chacha smiled shyly at them, her bashful demeanor completely unlike someone who had just spent two hundred million yuan.

Looking at her shy demeanor, Lang Yinfeng and Lang Luofeng felt a strange unease deep in their hearts. They felt that Jiang Chacha shouldn't be like this, but they also knew about her from the previous 18 years, so this was how she should be.

Jiang Chacha didn't sit with Lang Yinfeng and the others; instead, she sat between Sui Xuanchu and Cheng Xiaoting, alongside Cheng Linyue.

Seeing her sons smiling so brightly and happily, Mo Jingchun asked the waiter to bring eight menus: "Come on, little ones, order whatever you like, Mom will pay."

All eight of them, except for Sui Xuanchu, said in unison, "Thank you, beautiful and lovely Mom."

Mo Jingchun was amused and delighted.

Cheng Xiaoting doesn't stand on ceremony with his mother.

The others were also very hospitable and didn't waste any food.

Jiang Chacha was soothed by Chongming's supernatural mental power, and the babies in her belly behaved well. She also stopped being as arrogant and boastful as before.

However, the six males and two females were all teenagers around eighteen or nineteen years old, and they had quite a large appetite.

In addition, upscale restaurants are known for their exquisite, small-portion, and delicious dim sum and main dishes.

Usually, when a plate of snacks and a plate of main dishes are served, with so many people at the table, each person doesn't even get a single bite before it's gone.

Therefore, Jiang Chacha and the others ordered more than usual. As the food was served, they ate for more than an hour.

After the meal, Lang Yinfeng didn't rush to pay the bill. He waited until Mo Jingchun paid before inviting them, "Brother Chengmian, Sister Jingchun, it's rare for us to see each other. Since Chacha is back, how about coming to my house for a couple of days?"

Lang Luofeng chimed in, "Yes, yes, Sister Jingchun, Chacha likes you a lot, but she doesn't feel a sense of belonging to our family yet. Why don't you and Brother Chengmian come to my house for a few days to help her feel a sense of belonging, okay?"

Mo Jingchun looked at her partner Cheng Mian: "What do you think, honey?"

Despite her low profile, Cheng Mian, who bears a striking resemblance to Cheng Xiaoting, replied to Mo Jingchun, "I'll do whatever you say."

Mo Jingchun smiled brightly at him, then turned to face Lang Luofeng: "Yinfeng, Luofeng, we have no problem inviting our family of three to your home. The most important thing is whether Chacha would like to come home with you."

Upon hearing this, Lang Yinfeng and Lang Luofeng immediately looked at Jiang Chacha expectantly, and gently asked in a low voice, "Chacha, your father and mother are very sorry for you, but your father and mother respect you."

"If you're willing to come home with us, we'll take you home. If you're not willing to come home with us, just tell us where you want to live."

Jiang Chacha looked back at them with her big, dark, bright eyes sparkling with innocent and harmless naivety, and her voice was soft and clear: "You really respect me and don't force me to do anything?"

Lang Yinfeng and Lang Luofeng immediately assured her, "Of course, you are our daughter. We already feel guilty that you were taken away by someone else and we didn't find you in time. How could we force you to stay?"

"Speak your mind freely. Your mother and I will absolutely respect you. We'll give you money if you want money, and love if you want love."

Jiang Chacha seemed to have been persuaded and moved by them: "I, I'll go home with you to visit."

Lang Yinfeng and Lang Luofeng stood up happily: "Okay, okay, let's go now, let's go home now."

Lang Luofeng reached out to take Jiang Chacha's hand, but Mo Jingchun was faster. She grabbed Jiang Chacha's hand with her left hand and Cheng Linyue's hand with her right: "Let's go together."

Lang Luofeng found his hand empty, and then tried to save face by saying, "Alright, alright, let's go, let's go together."

Mo Jingchun led Jiang Chacha and her companion in front, followed by her partner, and behind her partner were Sui Xuanchu, Cheng Xiaoting, and four others.

Lang Yinfeng and his wife followed at the back, but they all took the elevator together and left the mall.

As soon as they arrived at the aircraft docking area, Xiong Lixin got off the luxurious aircraft next to him and went over to greet the adults: "Uncle Cheng, Aunt Mo, Uncle Lang, Aunt Lang, hello."

They all live on this same barley planet, and their family fortunes are among the best on the planet. Even if they're not close, they've met a few times.

Cheng Mian and Mo Jingchun nodded: "Hello."

Lang Yinfeng and Lang Luofeng nodded to him as well: "Hello."

After hearing their response, Xiong Lixin took out the shopping mall contract that he had spent two or three hours buying, came to Jiang Chacha, handed the contract to her with both hands, and bowed deeply, making a very sincere and gentlemanly direct move on her.

"Cha Cha, Jiang Cha Cha, I really like you. I bought this shopping mall you visited today as a gift for you. I hope you'll give me a chance to pursue you!"