69novels Chapter 90 Woof! Yao-mei! Help me!
Chapter 90 Woof! Yao-mei! Help me!
Meng Ziyi broke her promise to stay awake for three days and three nights before midnight.
A gentleman's work requires both words and actions, but she couldn't keep going for more than five hours. She raised her trembling hand, rubbed her sore mouth, and lay down in Han Xian's arms, placing her arm on Han Xian's chest and letting him massage her.
As I massaged her, she fell asleep.
Han Xian didn't let Meng Ziyi get up and act like a puppy. After massaging her other arm, he got up to clean up the tissues scattered on the floor, hugged her soft body, and closed his eyes.
It has to be said that there is a big difference between breaking through the window and not breaking through it.
When Mina was angry, she remained silent and only used her hands instead of words. It wasn't until she felt apologetic that she used both words and actions, and the whole thing only lasted a little over three hours.
Sister Meng is different.
She prepared six boxes of strawberry and lychee flavored drinks, and also had plenty of certain medicines. She also bought a lot of food and drinks in advance to fill the refrigerator.
Although she couldn't do anything because she hadn't completely cleared out all her relatives, she started her "gentlemanly" business of both talking and physical punishment, lecturing him for over five hours before finally stopping when her mouth and hands got sore.
Just for Meng Jie's stubborn dedication to her career, she deserves five thumbs up!
……
early morning.
Meng Ziyi rolled over and arched her back, but didn't touch anything.
She took a few breaths before looking up, and groggily opened her eyes to look around. She found traces of Han Xian sleeping behind her, but he was gone.
"Where have you been so early in the morning?"
Meng Ziyi mumbled something indistinctly, turned over and lay down on the pillow where Han Xian had slept, smelling the lingering scent of Han Xian.
She's been in a relationship with Han Xian for over a month now, and she's no longer as insecure as she was last time.
Even if she woke up and didn't see Han Xian, she wouldn't panic, because she hadn't slept for three days and three nights and it was only the first night. Han Xian wouldn't run away if he hadn't eaten enough!
More than half an hour later, Meng Ziyi stretched and got out of bed, rolled out of bed, put on her slippers, scratched her messy hair, and walked out of the master bedroom and went straight to the first floor.
Slowing down in the living room, she watched Han Xian busy in the kitchen with a slight smile.
She picked up a spatula, scooped a spoonful of paste into the frying pan, and with a hiss, white smoke rose up and was sucked away by the range hood. A faint aroma wafted out, making her mouth water.
Hearing footsteps behind him, Han Xian turned around and looked around, pursing his lips tightly to keep from laughing.
Let's not even talk about Meng Ziyi's bare face, because she's actually quite pretty. The key issue is that her hair is sticking up, down, left, and right, all messy and messy, making her look like a madwoman.
The buttons on her pajamas were fastened incorrectly, revealing half of her collarbone above and her navel and a bit of her white belly below. Not only were her slippers on the wrong feet, but the nail polish on her big toe had also peeled off halfway from kneeling on the bed last night.
Anyone who saw Sister Meng's miserable state would think that he had done something inappropriate to her—but in fact, it was Meng Ziyi who had bullied him by talking and hitting him!
Meng Ziyi pouted. "What are you laughing at?"
Han Xian pointed at Meng Ziyi's entire body, "Didn't you look in the mirror after you got up?"
"……ah!"
Meng Ziyi took two steps back, glanced at the full-length mirror in the living room, exclaimed in surprise, turned and ran, shouting before disappearing into the bathroom, "Han Xian!!! Forget everything you saw!!! Or I'll bite you to death!!!"
"...Please bite me! Like, really hard!"
"……rogue!"
Leaving behind a sweet, coquettish voice, Meng Ziyi disappeared from the washroom. When she came out again, she had transformed back into the beautiful Sister Meng, with light makeup on her face.
She strolled to the kitchen doorway and struck a seductive pose, deliberately unbuttoning two buttons of her pajamas to reveal a glimpse of her fair skin. Her arms, waist, hips, and long legs all accentuated her curves. "Hey, do I look good now?"
Han Xian stared intently for half a minute, his gaze lingering on that patch of snow-white skin. "Beautiful, the kind that's so tempting, I really want to eat it."
"Hehe, I have good news for you. My relative has passed away, and completely cleanly."
Meng Ziyi smiled, her eyebrows curved, and the corners of her mouth turned up, her charming appearance making Han Xian's mouth water.
Noticing Han Xian's lustful gaze, Meng Ziyi immediately knew what he wanted to do.
But instead of being shy or dodging, she walked over like a willow in the wind, pressed herself against Han Xian, and tiptoed to kiss him.
Han Xian, of course, couldn't let such a cheap offer slip by. He reached out and wrapped his arms around Meng Ziyi's slender waist and the back of her neck, then lowered his head and sealed her mouth shut.
For a long time, the lips are divided.
Meng Ziyi lay in Han Xian's arms for a while before recovering, but her bewildered eyes were still moist.
Han Xian patted Meng Ziyi's lower back, "Have you recovered?"
"Um."
"Get ready to eat."
"It smells so good! What did you make?"
"I made egg pancakes, steamed eggs, some millet porridge, and a cucumber salad. I don't know if you'll like them."
"I like to eat anything you make."
"Wow, you've got a sweet tongue!"
"Of course, my sister is sweet, so she has to be sweet-talking!"
Meng Ziyi was a little smug for a second, then her eyes crinkled as she picked up the plates and bowls and walked out.
soon.
The two ate breakfast facing each other.
delicious!
This is Meng Ziyi's evaluation of breakfast. It's not because it's the first time she's eaten breakfast made by Han Xian, but simply because it's delicious, much better than the ever-changing breakfasts made by her mother, Sister Qian.
After happily finishing breakfast, Meng Ziyi propped herself up on her arms and watched Han Xian concentrate on eating. Seeing that handsome face etched into her heart, she suddenly felt a strong urge to make a move on Han Xian.
Ok?
Sensing something amiss below, Han Xian looked down and saw a delicate, pale foot rubbing against his knee and then slowly moving upwards.
His toes, as white as scallions, twitched and twitched, making him feel a little itchy, and he couldn't help but want to...
Han Xian looked up at Meng Ziyi, his eyes filled with only one word—desire. "Wait a minute, we just finished eating, it's not a good time to exercise."
Meng Ziyi smiled slightly, revealing her white teeth, "I didn't want to exercise, I just wanted to flirt with you."
"Do you know the consequences of flirting with me?"
"I know, we just finished eating and it's not a good time to exercise, so you'll just have to bear with it!"
"Patience? Have you forgotten what I said last night? Give me a good beating. A gentleman uses both words and actions, and physical violence is also acceptable."
Uh?
To touch or grope?
What do you mean?
It's not like I'll have to use my feet...
Meng Ziyi realized what was happening and was so startled that she tried to pull her little feet back, but before she could, Han Xian grabbed them.
After struggling a few times and nearly falling to the ground, Meng Ziyi quickly sat back down in her chair, looking at Han Xian with her beautiful, pitiful eyes and saying, "I was wrong, Han Xian. I shouldn't have touched you with my foot. Please let me go!"
Han Xian smiled, his eyes narrowed. "You're not wrong. I like it when you tease me with your feet, but since you've started, don't stop."
"Why are you so domineering!"
"It's not that I'm domineering, it's that you flirted with me first, and I just passively accepted it."
"But... I don't know how to use my feet!"
"I know a little! I'll teach you when we get back inside!"
How do you know about this?
"...I've studied...you have black stockings in your closet, right?"
"……No!"
"White stockings?"
"No!"
"Shredded meat?"
"No, not at all!"
"So you'll have both, and you'll wear black stockings later."
"...How did you know I had black stockings, white stockings, or flesh-colored stockings? Did you go through my closet while I was asleep?"
"Do you think I need to sneak around looking in your closet? Have you forgotten I packed your suitcase? It contained not only black stockings, but also hot pants and a tank top, you know?"
After just a few words, Meng Ziyi fell silent.
Looking at Han Xian's roguish and unreliable smile, she knew what he was thinking.
I want to see her alluring look in black stockings, hot pants, and a tank top, and... her little feet!
Refusal?
Of course not!
All her relatives have left; she'd be a fool to refuse Han Xian's domineering demands.
The reason I pretended to be pitiful with Han Xian was just for fun!
She knew that Han Xian knew what she was thinking, and Han Xian also knew that she knew he knew what she was thinking.
Then let's just leave it at that!
……
Half an hour later, Han Xian was lying against the headboard, while Meng Ziyi, who had just washed her feet, sat beside him.
Meng Ziyi wore light makeup and her hair was neatly combed and draped over her fair shoulders, making her look exceptionally beautiful.
She wore a white cropped tank top and short black hot pants, with her long, curly legs wrapped in black stockings featuring the logo of Parisian brands.
Overall, she looks charming and cute, both innocent and alluring.
Soon, Meng Ziyi moved her foot, and Han Xian, after holding back for a while, couldn't help but speak up.
"Meng Ziyi, you're not doing it right. You need to tone down your voice."
"This time, you don't need to use consonants, you just need to..."
"Don't step on it!"
"Shut up! It's my foot, my decision. If you mutter another word, I'll pinch you to death with that squeaky sound!"
Meng Ziyi glared at Han Xian, and her small feet, clad in black stockings, moved sideways, almost shoving into Han Xian's mouth.
She was sitting up and doing crunches and yoga, exhausted, while he was lying comfortably, just talking and giving nonsensical instructions.
Does it deserve to be stepped on?
Doesn't that deserve a beating?!
"..."
Han Xian remained silent.
He was the one who enjoyed himself while lying down, while Meng Ziyi was the one who worked while sitting down; he had no right to argue with her.
Just lie there and enjoy it!
More than half an hour later.
Meng Ziyi rolled her eyes at Han Xian, who had a saintly expression, and carefully stepped off the ground with a look of disgust. Then, she slipped into the bathroom wearing black stockings with the lettering of Parisian logos.
When she came out again, the black stockings on her legs had disappeared, and her two slender, straight, long legs were displayed brightly in front of Han Xian.
Squeak!
Meng Ziyi jumped directly onto the soft bed, looking down at Han Xian from above, and even placed her fair little feet on Han Xian's chest, stepping on him, "My period is over, completely clean!"
Han Xian looked at the long, fair legs so close to his face, his gaze moving upwards along the curves of the legs. "I know, you just said that."
"You bullied me just now."
"Huh? That's not you bullying me..."
"Shut up! I said you bullied me, so you bullied me!"
"...Fine! You're pretty and have long legs, whatever you say goes."
"That's settled then! I want to be in charge, and everything will be my way!"
"OK!"
"Lie still, little brother! Your sister's here!!!"
……
More than two hours later,
Meng Ziyi, who wanted to turn the tables and take charge, was completely subdued by Han Xian.
She nestled in Han Xian's arms, her face rosy and glowing. A light pink hue appeared on her snow-white skin, making her exceptionally beautiful.
This beautiful and charming person was now closing her eyes and adjusting her breathing, her previous smugness completely gone.
Han Xian gently brushed Meng Ziyi's damp hair from her forehead, then leaned down and kissed her smooth forehead. "When did you become so alluring?"
Meng Ziyi smiled lazily and said, "Of course I've changed since I was with you. Haven't you heard the saying, 'One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black'?"
"Hey! You've got a sharp tongue lately; your words cut like knives, stabbing right into my heart!"
"Did that stab you in the heart? Let me see how deep it is!"
Meng Ziyi struggled to lift her head, lightly bit Han Xian's chest with her lips, and then closed her eyes, not wanting to move anymore.
Han Xian gently smoothed Meng Ziyi's half-damp hair from her forehead. "Tired? Don't sleep yet. Let me wipe your sweat off before you go to sleep, so you don't catch a cold."
Meng Ziyi shook her head, "I'm not sleepy, I've recovered, let's continue!"
"You don't look like you've fully recovered."
"By 'fully recovered,' I mean completely still. I've prepared everything in advance; I need to stay up for three days and three nights!"
"You went to bed before midnight last night. Whoever went to sleep first is a little dog!"
"Woof! Okay, okay! Just tell me if you can do it or not. If you can't, go to sleep!"
Gan!
Are you saying I'm no good?
Can this be tolerated?
Han Xian angrily sat up and directly overturned Meng Ziyi in his arms.
Meng Ziyi felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and then she was completely stunned.
She was like a small boat on the sea, swaying and drifting, and then she fainted.
……
Two days later, Meng Ziyi, whose complexion was becoming increasingly rosy, received a call from Chen Yao.
When Meng Ziyi heard Chen Yao say that filming was wrapping up and she was returning to Beijing today, she was overjoyed.
"Waaaaah~ Yao-mei, you're finally back! Help!"
"??? Sister Meng, don't scare me! Isn't Han Xian with you?"
"He's the one who's with me... never mind him, when is your plane arriving?"
"We land at 4 PM, and we should be able to leave the airport around 4:30 PM."
"Then I'll come pick you up! Come stay at my place! Sleep with me tonight!"
"Sleep with you? Me? Where's Han Xian? He should be... at your house, right?"
"We're sisters, we have to sleep together after not seeing each other for so long! As for Han Xian... let him sleep by himself!"
Meng Ziyi hung up the phone, jumped up excitedly, and almost knelt down when she landed.
She tried to sit up by holding onto the foot of the bed, but her arms were too sore and she couldn't hold on, so she just lay down at the foot of the bed.
Meng Ziyi looked up at the crystal chandelier above and let out a long breath, her face full of relief as if she had escaped a disaster, with a hint of anticipation and amusement in her eyes.
To be honest, she had considered having Han Xian all to herself. After all, Han Xian was her first love, and he was handsome, had a good physique, was shameless, had a sweet tongue, could make money, and could also spend money on her.
Such a first love, you could never have enough of keeping her by your side for a lifetime.
But now, she is glad she didn't put that idea into action, and even somewhat glad that Han Xian was a scumbag after being heartbroken.
It's often said that there are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not fields that are ruined by plowing, but that's only true if the oxen are exhausted and the fields aren't ruined.
If oxen didn't get tired and could plow the fields 24 hours a day, the fields would be plowed continuously for 24 hours until they couldn't be closed up anymore.
That means there are only fields that are over-plowed, not oxen that have died from exhaustion!
And she is about to die from exhaustion—provided that Yao Mei doesn't return and Han Xian doesn't care whether she lives or dies.
However, if she's not having an easy time, then those other girls like Gulnazar, Dilraba, and Mimi... shouldn't expect to have an easy time either!
If they have the idea of monopolizing Han Xian and act on it, she would love to see their pitiful appearance as they kneel in front of Han Xian and beg for mercy!
stomping on...
Han Xian's steady footsteps came from outside the door. Startled, Meng Ziyi instinctively rolled into the bed, grabbed a blanket, wrapped herself in it, and pretended to be asleep.
Han Xian stopped by the bed and patted the bulge in the blanket with a smile. "Stop pretending to be asleep, get up and have lunch."
Meng Ziyi threw off the blanket, revealing messy hair, a forehead, and a pair of timid eyes. "Um... Yao-mei will be back around 4 PM, and I have to go to the airport to pick her up. You can't bully me anymore, or I'll die on the way to the airport!"
"oh."
"Oh? I'm talking to you about something serious, and you're just going to reply to me?"
"Oh, that's my answer. Don't think about it carefully."
"Oh? You...you've gone too far! I've already begged for mercy, but you still won't let me go!"
"You said your arms, legs, and body were sore, but you didn't say your mouth was sore. You can retort to me so bluntly, so your mouth shouldn't be sore."
"...Come on! Do whatever you want! Don't worry about whether I live or die!"
Meng Ziyi gave up on treatment, staring blankly and lifelessly at the box and a half of strawberry and lychee flavored drinks on the bedside table.
Why did she buy these things on her own initiative?
Why did he tell Han Xian that he would "not sleep for three days and three nights"?
She must have been out of her mind, then her head got caught in a door, and finally she got kicked by a donkey!
That must be it!
Snapped!
Han Xian patted the stiff blanket and said, "I'm not teasing you anymore. Get up and eat. After you eat, you should get some sleep. I'll wake you up when it's time to go to the airport with you to pick up Chen Yao."
Ok?
Meng Ziyi subconsciously turned her head and stared straight at Han Xian, "You...you're not going to bully me anymore?"
Han Xian smiled and said, "If you want to, it's not impossible."
Meng Ziyi jolted awake, "I didn't mean to!!!"
"Let's go downstairs for lunch. After lunch, I'll give you a massage so you feel better before you go to sleep."
"Just a body massage?"
"Want to do something else? I'm fine with that!"
"In no mood!!!"
"Then stop asking 'why' a hundred thousand times. I'll react if you ask too many questions."
"Okay! I won't ask! I'm going downstairs to eat!"
……
Beijing Capital International Airport.
"Yao-mei!"
Upon seeing Chen Yao, Meng Ziyi waved excitedly. When Chen Yao came over, she hugged him tightly, almost crying with excitement!
Her Yao sister is finally back!
She can finally catch her breath and stop begging for mercy on her knees!
In case Han Xian thinks... at least Yao Mei can help her out!
Yao Mei wouldn't blame her—at least not a few days ago!
"Sister Meng... what's wrong with you..."
Chen Yao was a little confused. She and Meng Ziyi had a good relationship, but it shouldn't be that she was so excited after not seeing each other for more than a month.
Could it be that Han Xian accidentally hurt Sister Meng, which is why Sister Meng was so agitated upon seeing her?
But Han Xian isn't an S, and Sister Meng doesn't seem like an M either!
After secretly checking Meng Ziyi's entire body, Chen Yao breathed a sigh of relief.
Sister Meng was perfectly healthy, with no missing limbs or injuries, and her complexion was rosy and radiant, clearly showing that she was nourished by love every day.
Chen Yao glanced at Han Xian, her ears turning slightly red, and swallowed uncontrollably.
He was as handsome as ever, his back was still straight, his starry eyes were still bright, and his peach blossom eyes were still affectionate and alluring, but they were not as lustful as before. They had a touch of earthy charm, which made him even more attractive to her eyes and heart.
Snapped!
Han Xian snapped his fingers to wake the two sisters who were hugging. "You two beauties, once you've hugged enough, let's separate for now and continue our sisterly bond at home."
Meng Ziyi and Chen Yao exchanged a glance, smiled slightly, and released each other's hands. Then, Meng Ziyi took Chen Yao's slender hand and led her outside. "Let's get our luggage first, then go to my place. I'll hold you while we sleep tonight!"
Chen Yao glanced at Han Xian. "You're going to cuddle me to sleep? Where's Han Xian?"
"Yao-mei! Let's not have a little brother between us sisters!"
"...Okay! You're pretty and you have long legs, whatever you say goes."
"...Yao-mei, that sounds familiar! Did you learn it by mouthing it?"
"Meng Ziyi!"
"I didn't even say who I learned from, why are you in such a hurry?"
"Meng! Zi! Yi!"
"Hehe... I'll shut up, I'll shut up. We'll talk about it when we get home."
"..."
Seeing Meng Ziyi's smug expression, Han Xian behind him was both amused and speechless.
The one who pitifully begged for mercy in the early hours of the morning is Meng Ziyi, and the one who is now laughing and teasing Chen Yao is Sister Meng.
So, she's such a green tea bitch, so pretentious!
I really want to do something to Sister Meng!
……
Han Xian cooked dinner, with Meng Ziyi and Chen Yao assisting.
The two beauties were laughing and joking around, revealing a lot of their fair skin, which Han Xian could admire while he was busy.
During dinner, Meng Ziyi didn't dare to flirt with Han Xian, not because she was afraid of being seen by Chen Yao, but because she was afraid that Han Xian wouldn't let her off the hook!
After washing the dishes, Meng Ziyi pulled Chen Yao back to the master bedroom, crawled into bed, and hugged Chen Yao tightly, her expression of pure bliss barely concealed.
Without Han Xian by her side tonight, she doesn't need to wear black stockings, white stockings, or flesh-colored stockings; she doesn't need a gentleman to use words, hands, and feet; she doesn't need to kneel and beg for mercy; she doesn't need...
Anyway, she doesn't need to do anything, and she can sleep soundly while holding Yao Mei's soft and fragrant body!
Chen Yao was both amused and exasperated. "No... it's only been a little over a month since we last met, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"
Meng Ziyi let out a long sigh, "It's not because we haven't seen each other for over a month, it's because Han Xian has stayed here for three days, and I'm exhausted!"
"You'll be exhausted in three days? That's a bit of an exaggeration, isn't it?"
"Once you're actually with Han Xian, you'll see how much I'm exaggerating!"
Chen Yao blushed. "What do you mean, 'with Han Xian'? I'm not! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"
Meng Ziyi pursed her lips and stared directly at Chen Yao, "You've denied it three times already, and you still say I'm talking nonsense? With Han Xian's captivating eyes that look so affectionate at everyone, do you dare say you weren't captivated when you were acting with him?"
Chen Yao looked away guiltily, "N-nothing!"
Meng Ziyi snorted, "You don't have any, right? Then I'll show you how pitiful someone looked with tears in their eyes when Han Xian finished filming. I not only have photos, but also videos."
what?
photo?
video?
This……
Chen Yao froze, her face flushed, her lips slightly parted, and her eyes brimming with shy tears. "You...you weren't even there, how do you have photos and videos?"
Meng Ziyi raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Of course I got those through my personal channels. Want to see pictures and videos of you with tears streaming down your face?"
Chen Yao pressed her lips tightly together, her eyes full of apology, "Sister Meng..."
"Um?"
"sorry!"
"what?"
Meng Ziyi stopped laughing and instead became flustered, "W-why should I say sorry?"
Chen Yao bit her lip lightly, "I knew Han Xian was your first love, but I still couldn't control myself and fell for him. I've let you down."
Meng Ziyi quickly hugged Chen Yao to comfort her, "It's okay, it's okay. I knew you wouldn't be able to handle it and would succumb. You don't need to apologize."
"You knew I would fall for it? Then you still agreed to let me use a fake honey trap on Han Xian? And you said those things to me? You...did it on purpose?"
Chen Yao's intelligence is not much lower than Meng Ziyi's, and since she is not love-struck, she analyzed Meng Ziyi's mental journey in just a few words, leaving Meng Ziyi's mind buzzing.
Knowing full well that she would fall for Han Xian's charms, why did she agree to let her use a fake seduction tactic on Han Xian? Sister Meng must be seriously mentally ill, right?
Meng Ziyi hugged Chen Yao and explained, "Given Han Xian's situation, you'd fall for him whether you used your beauty or not. I just want an ally... to fight against Gu Lina Zha, Dilireba, and the other good sisters... Yao Mei, if you're angry, just scold me a few times, but you also have to ask yourself, do you want to leave Han Xian?"
After hearing Meng Ziyi's thoughts, Chen Yao wanted to stay far away from her, but when she thought of Han Xian, she didn't want to struggle anymore.
Can she leave Han Xian?
can!
But before Han Xian kissed her, he told her that even if she was treated badly by him, she couldn't leave him.
She could leave Han Xian, but she couldn't, especially since she really didn't want to leave.
However, she is rational, and not love-struck!
Han Xian must know something, otherwise she wouldn't have done that!
So blame Han Xian, not her for being confused!
Seeing that Chen Yao had stopped struggling, Meng Ziyi hugged Chen Yao and kissed her, whispering, "Although Han Xian is a scumbag, he's handsome, has a good physique, is shameless, and has a sweet tongue. He can make money and spend it on us. He's energetic... and he really puts his energy into us. Once he really scums against you, you'll know how comfortable it will be."
Chen Yao blushed furiously. "Meng Ziyi! How could you say something like that... Can't you be a little more reserved?!"
"You wouldn't understand if you hadn't experienced it. Restraint is just a thin veil; once Han Xian dumps you, that veil disappears. Hey~ how about I help you seduce Han Xian and get him to dump you? He's not easily swayed, he'll definitely make a move on you, and then…"
"Meng Ziyi! You still dare to talk back!"
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about that. Did Han Xian steal your first kiss?"
"...No, no!"
"Hehe! Judging from your expression, Han Xian stole your first kiss. How does it feel?"
"Meng! Zi! Yi!"
"I'm not saying anything more! I'm gagging!"
Meng Ziyi shut up, but her big, dark eyes darted around, and her smile was mischievous, as if she was up to something naughty.
Chen Yao pursed her lips and remained silent, her eyes shimmering with tears, lost in thought.
Buzz!
Buzz!
Both women's phones vibrated at the same time. Meng Ziyi picked one up and glanced at it. Han Xian asked for her ID number, saying he needed to make an appointment to subscribe to some new stock.
She didn't understand, so she asked Chen Yao, and it turned out that Chen Yao received the same information as her.
The two sisters exchanged a glance and simultaneously sent Han Xian their ID numbers.
Asking for someone's ID number might be a joke for Han Xian, but asking for both of their ID numbers is a serious matter.
As for whether Han Xian would lie to them or use their ID numbers to do bad things, that's impossible.
After all, Han Xian is just a scumbag, not a bad person.
They can tell the difference between them!
……
next door.
Han Xian received the ID numbers of Meng Ziyi, Gulinazha, Dilireba, Chen Yao, and Yang Mi, and that was it.
As for speculating on new stocks, it's enough to let the few beautiful women who lent you the money know. You don't need to have the right relationships with others to avoid any complications.
Han Xian was applying for a new Shenzhen Stock Exchange account when Yang Mi called.
As soon as the call connected, Yang Mi's voice was sweet and soft, "Naughty little brother, do you have enough money for stocks? Do you need your sister to add more funds?"
Han Xian smirked. "Additional funding? Don't tell me it's the fake boyfriend's paycheck?"
"My little brother is so clever! Why don't we make this a real-life version of our fake relationship?"
"No, the show hasn't even started yet, don't take it seriously. You called, there must be something you need, right?"
"Yes, something's come up. I asked around about the investment in ByteDance that you mentioned last time. I can go to ByteDance to meet with President Zhang in a week. I'll have to talk to you about the details when I get back to Beijing. Your film should have finished filming by now, right? Do you have time to come back to Beijing to meet me the day after tomorrow?"
"Yes! I'm in Beijing right now. Call me when you've rested and are ready to go."
"Okay! I'll wait for my sister's call!"