Male God, a Little Su

Su Yan calmly took out her mobile phone and opened the transfer interface, her delicate little face was filled with a simple and innocent smile.

"Cough..." Meng Qingfeng held back a smile.

It seems that he really underestimated this girl, yes, how can someone who can easily overwhelm a few grown men have a temper?

Ye Siyu gritted her teeth, but her expression didn't change.

She stiffened her back and nodded, "Yes!"

The two words seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, which sounded very reluctant.

"Ok."

Su Yan snapped her fingers and nodded.

She smiled but said, "That's Miss Ye, since you said that I helped the baby, I helped you. So how much do you think the baby's safety and innocence are worth? As for me, my background is not very good. I got a part-time job as an anchor, and my income for one night would probably be around tens of millions..."

"impossible!"

Ye Siyu stared, and Su Yan was interrupted by the exit.

"The industry of anchors is to make money, but if you say tens of millions a month, I may be able to reluctantly believe it, but one night? Ha... Does Miss Su think we are all fools?"

Meng Qingfeng glanced at her contemptuously.

The first to take out his mobile phone and transfer money to Su Yan, "Miss Su, I was thinking about how to thank you."

Su Yan was very calm, and when she heard the bank's receipt reminder, she didn't even lift her eyelids.

In Ye Siyu's eyes, she felt that Su Yan and Meng Qingfeng were embarrassing her together.

She bit her lower lip, even though she came from a wealthy family, she usually buys hundreds of thousands of bags casually. But if you really want to take out ten or twenty million at once, it will still cause her to bleed heavily.

Ye Siyu doesn't look like Meng Qingfeng. She has already inherited the family business, and the dividends are very impressive every year.

Not to mention other projects he has invested in.

Seeing this, Su Yan sneered lazily.

"Oh I see."

Her eyes were mocking, and she casually glanced around Ye Siyu, clearly smiling, but it made Ye Siyu feel like she was sitting on pins and needles. I felt as if I was being stared at by something, and my whole body was uncomfortable.

Meng Baoer smiled and hugged Su Yan's arm, "Yanyan, if you lack money, just tell me, I have money!"

"Cough cough..." Meng Qingfeng glared at his sister angrily.

Su Yan bent her lips and pinched her thin cheek, "Why, are you trying to take care of me?"

Seeing the three people talking in perfect harmony, Ye Siyu felt extremely uncomfortable in the middle.

"It seems that I overestimated Miss Ye. Okay, I accepted the money just now. Now, you can leave."

Su Yan reached for the phone, a snow-white hand quickly blocked her, only to hear a sneer.

Ye Siyu quickly took out her mobile phone and smiled lightly, "Isn't it just 10 or 20 million? I won't be fooled."

She raised her chin high and sat up straight. It seemed that only in this way could she hide her inferiority in front of Su Yan.

Soon, another 20 million arrived.

Forty million in total.

Su Yan didn't even look at it, and dialed a number casually.

"Hello Dean Liu, I have a sum of money to donate to the children in the hospital. When I get to your account, please check it."

After all, she tapped the screen with her fingertips a few times and completed the transfer operation.

Ye Siyu felt that she could hardly breathe.

Meng Qingfeng was also very surprised, "Su, Miss Su, do you know how much you donated?"

"Forty million, how much?"