Having traveled through time, shouldn't you make a splash in your life?

Miao Qingmei was taken aback.

She no longer expected Ning Dongyang to be rich.

Yesterday I asked Ning Dongyang for money, because I saw him throwing money around in the group chat every day, so I thought he was really rich. But just now, Ning Dongyang got out of a taxi.

They don't even have a car, so where would they get a million?

Although she was disappointed, she hid it very well.

After all, it was an old classmate she hadn't seen for many years, and the same boy she had a crush on back then.

If you can't borrow money, then you can't borrow money.

She thought about it again, wondering if there were any other solutions.

It's quite unexpected that Ning Dongyang is asking for her bank card number now.

"Do you really have cash on hand?"

Miao Qingmei smiled, half-jokingly, and said, "I can't take the money you get from selling the house."

Ning Dongyang smiled and said, "For you, I would be willing to sell my house, or even my blood or kidneys."

Miao Qingmei rolled her eyes at him: "Stop being so cheeky."

Ning Dongyang stretched out his hand: "Words cannot prove my sincerity. Hurry up, hurry up, give me your bank card number."

Miao Qingmei smiled sweetly: "How about we go eat first?"

Thinking back to the taxi incident, she still didn't believe Ning Dongyang was rich, so she deliberately changed the subject to give him a way out.

Men care about their image, and she's willing to give it to them.

Ning Dongyang vaguely sensed Miao Qingmei's meaning, and his fondness for her rose sharply. Looking at the red pomegranate beauty mark on her lips, his heart fluttered.

He deliberately flaunted his privileged status as a "second-generation demolition beneficiary": "To tell you the truth, my family's ancestral home was demolished, and we were allocated an entire street as compensation."

"Do you have any money?"

"I'm so worried right now... I can't help but worry, I'm spending money faster than I'm earning it."

"To me, money is just a string of cold numbers."

That's an outrageous boast.

Miao Qingmei couldn't help but blurt out a string of numbers.

Ning Dongyang took out his phone and tapped away. Soon, Miao Qingmei heard a text message notification on her phone: one million yuan had been deposited into her Huaxia Bank account.

That really is one million!!

They had only met for a few minutes and exchanged a few words when Ning Dongyang actually transferred one million to her.

[Emotion +9.]

Miao Qingmei felt a sense of unreality: "You...aren't you afraid I'll cheat you out of your money?"

With a flash of brilliant light in his eyes, Ning Dongyang once again used his Profound Eye on Miao Qingmei.

Name: Miao Qingmei

Age: 24

【Height: 168】

【Favorites: 85】

Appearance rating: 97

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Miao Qingmei's favorability towards him increased by ten points, reaching eighty-five. It seems the million-dollar investment was quite effective.

Ning Dongyang laughed and said, "I'm willing to be fooled by you."

"As long as Goddess Miao is willing, I can fall at your feet anytime."

Miao Qingmei's tone was somewhat flirtatious: "Lie down."

The red pomegranate-shaped beauty mark near her mouth was especially alluring at that moment.

She looked down and happily counted the money on her phone several times. The one million yuan that Ning Dongyang had transferred, plus her own savings, was enough to buy a yoga studio storefront.

She immediately put her phone away.

He looked at Ning Dongyang with a face full of gratitude: "Let's get serious."

"I'll pay you back the million as soon as possible. And, as before, I'll pay you back at twice the bank interest rate..."

Ning Dongyang interrupted her: "Stop!!"

"Miao Qingmei, do you think people who own a whole street would care about paying double the interest to the bank?"

Miao Qingmei rolled her eyes at him again: "Most of the students in our class know about your family situation."

"Where did you get this 'demolition street' from?"

"Your one million was a huge help to me, I..."

Ning Dongyang really wanted to remind her, "Don't just come and go with a million dollars; get to the point."

In the class WeChat group, he kept saying he would treat him to his treasured daughter's red wine, but when they met in person, he didn't take the initiative to open the jar and pour the wine at all.

However, the fact that Miao Qingmei was able to keep it for over twenty years suggests that her pants were very tight.

"Let's go eat."

Interrupting Miao Qingmei again, Ning Dongyang patted his stomach: "I didn't eat breakfast because of your lunch, and I'm starving."

Miao Qingmei did not continue to discuss interest.

Men, when they're out in the world, face is the most important thing, she understands.

She would pay the interest to Ning Dongyang monthly.

"I know a restaurant that makes an amazing braised goose in an iron pot. I guarantee you'll eat until your mouth is greasy."

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After finishing the stewed goose in an iron pot, Ning Dongyang wiped the grease from his mouth with the back of his hand. When Miao Qingmei saw this, she quickly took out a wet wipe, leaned close to Ning Dongyang, and helped him wipe his mouth.

The movements were so gentle that Ning Dongyang felt as if the Daughter Red wine was beckoning to him.

Are you free this afternoon?

Ning Dongyang smiled and said, "If you have time, do me a favor."

Miao Qingmei smiled radiantly: "If you put it that way, I'll make time even if I'm not free."

"Tell me, would you rather go through fire or water, or climb mountains of knives?"

She had originally planned to take over the yoga studio that afternoon, just to avoid any unforeseen complications. However, going tomorrow would be fine too.

Ning Dongyang told the truth: "I just suddenly became rich."

"Men, they're rich..."

Miao Qingmei chimed in, "Men with money turn bad."

Ning Dongyang reached out and grasped Miao Qingmei's soft little hand: "Women can make money by turning bad."

[Emotion +5.]

Miao Qingmei blushed, but didn't pull her hand away. She suddenly asked, "Ning Dongyang, are you really divorced with two children?"

Ning Dongyang shook his head: "How could there be two kids?"

"It's true that we got divorced a few days ago."

Divorced?

Why was she a little bit happy?

No way, she likes Ning Dongyang?

Although he is very handsome, he looks warm.

It's been ten years since we last met, this can't be!

Miao Qingmei grasped Ning Dongyang's large hand in return: "I shouldn't have brought up your painful past."

Ning Dongyang forced a smile: "I'm not sad."

The past is gone with the wind.

He originally intended to bring up Jiang Liluo's "white moonlight" (his former love interest) to gain Miao Qingmei's sympathy by playing the victim. It wasn't that he was making things up; the truth was, the root of Jiang Liluo's divorce lay with Xiao Jibo.

Then I thought about it again.

Now that his beloved Bai Yueguang has died before seeing the light of day, he would give Jiang Liluo his heart, so there's no need for him to bring up Jiang Liluo.

"Oh, right, I'm going to buy a car this afternoon."

Ning Dongyang shook Miao Qingmei's hand: "I want to buy a cool car, can you help me pick one out?"

Miao Qingmei connected the dots between Ning Dongyang's words and his sudden wealth, divorce, and change from not owning a car before to now owning a cool one, and suddenly a thought struck her.

"Was your ex-wife very rich?"

Miao Qingmei regretted saying those words as soon as they left her mouth.

Ning Dongyang understood what she meant.

It's nothing more than taking his ex-wife's money during the divorce; otherwise, where would he suddenly get the money?

We can't let her leave that impression.

Besides, he only took two million from Jiang Liluo, and with his current net worth, he doesn't even care about two million.

Ning Dongyang had no reason to hide anything: "She owns a small game company, but the money she has isn't even a fraction of what I have."

"However, her family is the truly wealthy one."

"You have to understand that these large families have always been complicated. They have money, but also many children, so when it's divided up, there isn't much money left."

"I didn't get rich by divorcing my wife and taking her assets. I have my own ways of making money."