After hearing Du Ke's explanation, Mu Ran was speechless.
What kind of speech is this from a teenager with secondary illness?
What, in order to prevent those people from finding out that he has no friends, the fact that he found someone to pretend to be his friend sounds like a strong sense of shame, okay?
However, he was still talking to him so seriously. The serious and frowning look on his face gave him the illusion that he was talking about something important!
etc!
Mu Ran swayed and realized a problem.
Du Ke What are you talking about with him?
Could it be to make him return the five million just now?
After all, Du Ke looked down on him so much, how could he talk to him about such a private topic that represented his mood?
Mu Ran hesitated for a while, and finally took out the black card with some pain: "Here, I only need five million."
Du Ke is racking his brains to think who might come to see his younger brother today.
A bank card suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he was stunned.
He raised his head with some disbelief: "You want to give me the black card again?"
His expression was a little weird. Although he couldn't tell what kind of emotion alcohol was like, Mu Ran was sure that it was not a happy emotion.
Mu Ran frowned and said, "What's the matter? Do you still want the five million in my hand?!"
Mu Ran turned pale with shock, with a look of "Why are you like this?".
Du Ke ignored his playful expression, and pushed back the black card he handed over, with an ugly expression on his face: "I'm not short of money."
"Oh" Mu Ran put the black card back into his pocket in a daze, and muttered in a low voice, "I thought you and I sent those to ask me for money."
When Du Ke heard it, he felt his teeth itch.
But he didn't say a word.
Just now, he unconsciously spoke his mind.
I don't know if it's because his eyes were too irritating just now, or if it's because I haven't had a good conversation with anyone for too long
He unintentionally expressed what was in his mind.
Mu Ran happily touched the two cards in his pocket, feeling full of security in his heart.
Du Ke raised his head with a stinky expression, and said, "Let's go."
Mu Ran hurriedly followed behind him.
The two of them, one in front and one behind, got into the pink sporty sports car during the day.
Mu Ran was sitting on the sports car blowing the wind, glancing at Du Ke from time to time, feeling full of regret.
It has been less than two years since Du Ke's family went bankrupt to the present recovery, right?
After he went bankrupt, he still dared to spend money in such a reckless manner, and it was millions of dollars from the moment he said it, tsk
Du Ke noticed Mu Ran's eyes, but he wisely chose not to ask.
Intuition told him that if he asked, he would definitely come up with something that would make him so angry.
The hospital will be here soon.
The two sat on the elevator and pressed the floor to the VIP ward.
The floor of the VIP ward has a huge space and only two wards.
Mu Ran looked carefully and secretly, and followed behind Du Ke.
The two of them soon arrived at the door of the ward.
Pushing open the door, what Mu Ran saw was a familiar face.
"Vocal teacher?" Mu Ran's eyes widened in astonishment.
The person who sits on the hospital bed and takes care of the patients is Yao Qingfeng, who has chosen to sing not long ago, who is elegant and easy-going.
"Cousin." Following Mu Ran's exclamation, there was another respectful address. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com