Chapter 1595

"Ji Xiurou also felt it was necessary for her mother to come forward and give her younger brother a good scolding. Otherwise, her younger brother's future, and the future of the Ji family, would be ru..."Have you found something you like" Jiang Yue saw her stop and took her hand, saying, "Let's go take a look"

Those models still had tags on them, with two words written on them: "New Style".

"Whatever you fancy, just try it! I'll pay for it today!" Jiang Yue said generously.

"Have you made money" Ou Yan asked with a light smile.

"I made a little money." Jiang Yue whispered, "Buying a few clothes is no problem."

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"So Ou Yan guessed, 'Is it pharmaceuticals' "

"No, but how did you know I would be tinkering with pills" Jiang Yue said, then suddenly remembered something and laughed again, "It's my paintings! I sold them on the black market for 500,000... Because my foster parents are teachers, they like to paint and practice calligraphy in their spare time. I learned some from them when I was little."

Although not a master-level figure, the paintings and calligraphy he created could still sell for some money...

"I still have a calligraphy work that sold for 300,000 yuan, so feel free to pick one today, it's on me!" Just as Jiangyue's smile bloomed, a girl looked at her with extremely unfriendly eyes.

"Jiang Yue" The girl's voice was laced with displeasure. "This kind of place is also where you can come How, your father hasn't given you less money, dare to come here"

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"Let's go over there." Jiang Yue took Ou Yan's hand and was about to leave, not wanting to waste time talking with her.

The girl, seeing Jiang Yue holding the white rose in his arms, said with a more sarcastic tone, “How many years has your mother been dead You're still wasting money on this stuff Just looking at it makes me feel disgusted!”

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!u Yan took the elevator downstairs and got into the car. As she thought about Si Ye Chen's worried expression all day, wanting to speak but holding back, she took out her phone and sent him a WeChat m...