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I made a Big Show of love for one million

Eivin's mother, always likes to use money to let in his beautiful girls left. I looked at it with envy. To get his mother to pay me off, I made a high-profile courtship of his son and created an atmosphere for us to be together. His mother fell for it and told me to take the money away from her son. Estranged from the Eivin for some time, his mother is very satisfied, give me the final payment. But my hand holding the card was held down by a slender hand. The Eivin looks at me calmly, sneers: The reason why you does not appear. He leaned over me and whispered in my ear: Dare to fool me? Tired of living?

DaoistSEftGZ · 现代言情
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8 Chs

Chapter 4: one million and another one million

The next day, I got a call.

It's Eivin's mom's secretary. Eivin's mom wanted to meet me!

!!!!

I said yes at once.

It's still the same cafe.

She frowned at me. "You're the one who's been harassing my son!"

"It's not harassment! We're in love! No one can keep us apart!" I say the lines from the TV. I get a little emotional, and then, and then...

She turned her head and didn't want to talk to me. "This is one million, leave my son!"

 Oh, my God! I forced my joy down. I pinched myself and squeezed out a few tears. "We were in love. He said he wanted to marry me!"

His mother turned black and sneered, "Marriage? Don't you look in the mirror? How can you be good enough for my son?"

 "But... But Eivin likes me because I have so many good qualities."

Eivin's mother looked up at me and said, "If you leave him, I'll give you another one million after you break up with him. Otherwise..."

I pretended to be aggrieved and said, "It's not because of the money that I left him. We can't be happy together without the blessing of our family. In that case, do we need to sign an agreement? The agreement needs to say that it's a gift!"

"I never take back what I give," said Eivin's mother, disgusted. "You have to break up with my son and get out of his life!"

 "Okay!" I'll call Eivin.

I didn't have his telephone number before, but he gave it to me for the convenience of buying food. Although I often send him messages, he will not return me, like his phone has no signal. But every time when it came time to eat, he would send me an unsolicited message-something he wanted to eat.

It took a while for the phone to be picked up. "I want to have noodles for lunch today!" He said directly. Whoa! What a beautiful voice! If I were his mother, I would think no one was good enough for my son.

I cried and said, "All you do is Eat! Eat! I'll never bother you again! It's over!"

I said and hung up. I took the bank card from his mother and left.