Lan Waihu's eyes were wide open, looking at Yan Chen like a bandit: "Why should I lend you your money to buy things for you, and you are robbing me?"
The veins on Yan Chen's forehead twitched.
He ignored her and turned to ask the boss: "How much money does this belt wear?"
The boss quoted the number.
This belt was really good.
The price was the sum of the two pieces Lan Waihu had just bought.
Without saying a word, Yan Chen took out the silver and handed it to Lan Waihu: "Here, buy it for me."
Lan Waihu looked at him blankly: "I told you I won't lend it to you."
Yan Chen paused, stretched out his hand to the boss: "Give back the silver she just gave you, and I'll exchange it for mine."
He threw the same amount of silver on the counter.
The boss was a genius after all.
He seemed to have figured out something, and immediately nodded: "Okay, okay", collected Yan Chen's money, and handed Lan Waihu's money to her hand.
Yan Chen's silver was a whole ingot, while Lan Waihu's silver was broken into several pieces.
Lan Waihu didn't quite understand what was going on.
He grabbed his money and looked at Yan Chen: "What do you mean?"
Yan Chen had no expression on his face and said calmly: "The gifts you bought for them will be treated as if they were bought by me.
You don't have to pay back the money.
You can use your money to buy this belt for me."
Lan Waihu was so dizzy by him: "What's the difference?"
In the end, didn't he just give the money to the shopkeeper?
Yan Chen looked at her without saying a word, and her breath was cold.
Lan Waihu was always a little afraid of him, so he had to surrender: "Okay, okay, it's up to you."
After buying the things, Lan Waihu handed the belt to Yan Chen: "It's done now."
Yan Chen looked at her for a long time, then turned away: "Keep it first and give it to me later."
Lan Waihu didn't understand what he was doing, but seeing that he didn't look good, she didn't dare to say anything else.
She put her belt away, fearing that she would do something wrong again, so she couldn't help but say something to Yan Chen. : "Tell me when you can give it to me.
I'm stupid and don't know when to pick it."
"You" Yan Chen stared at her for a moment.
Lan Waihu's scalp was numb from his gaze.
He had an intuition that he was going to scold her again, so he subconsciously shrank and took a step back.
Yan Chen suddenly turned around and walked out.
Lan Waihu didn't know where he was offended again, so he hurriedly chased him out.
"Brother Yan Chen, what's wrong with you?"
"snort" "Brother Yan Chen, where should we go next?"
"Back to the mountain" "No, you said you wanted to take me to see the river lanterns."
"Not going" "Ah" Lan Waihu stood still, tears welling up quickly.
She finally came out, and she still hadn't had enough shopping.
Yan Chen walked a long distance before he realized that she hadn't followed him.
When he turned around, she was standing there crying.
She was as beautiful as a porcelain doll, and her cry was particularly pitiful.
People around her had already looked over, and some men who liked her had begun to wander around her.
Yan Chen frowned and had to walk back: "Why are you crying?"
"I want to see the river lanterns" "Okay, I'll take you there."
Yan Chen was helpless.
"But you're angry" continued the accusation.
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"Don't be angry anymore.
Stop crying."
Yan Chen had already begun to surrender.
"You were so mean to others just now."
Yan Chen sighed: "I'm sorry, I won't do it again."
Lan Waihu then burst into laughter and took the opportunity to bargain: "I want to go to Xicheng for a walk.
I heard there is a ghost house there."
"What kind of ghost house are you going to for a festival like this?"
Yan Chen said in a black line.
"I'm going."
Tears began to well up in Lan Waihu's eyes again
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