According to Ye Ziqian's idea, she will show her strength little by little. One hundred thousand, one million, ten million, one hundred million, one billion..., in this way, every time, she can see the face of her good son when he is shocked. Think about it, my son needs 100,000, and when he thought I couldn't get it, I took out 100,000. How does the son look at her? When her son needed a million, and he thought she couldn't get it, she took out another million. How did he look at her? That feeling is so cool, isn't it!
There are not many things to pursue in my life. I just want to see my son show admiration for me, is it easy for me? Unexpectedly, she actually heard the voice of his son now? Is this an illusion? What does her son think in his heart? Does he really have a million? Impossible, where did he get a million? There's no reason!
"Son, you said you're not short of money? You just want to live off the living expenses I give you. Is that money enough for someone who wants to have a girlfriend?!" She asked Ye Liang.
Ye Liang: "Mom, that's enough, I don't plan to have a girlfriend."
[Hehe, I'm rich, where do I need a girlfriend now? If I want a woman, I just need to spend some money. ]
Ye Liang: ..., no, you are an immortal voice pack, don't make trouble, is this what you should say?! What the hell is spending a bit of money, am I that kind of person?!
Ye Ziqian stood up abruptly, with a shocked expression on her face, she said to Ye Liang on the opposite side of the phone: "Did you meet some bad women outside?"
At this moment, she started to panic. Could it be that I gave my son too little money, and my son finally couldn't help it? No way! It's impossible for my son to be that kind of person, but, for a young man, it is inevitable that he will be angry. Could it be that he couldn't help it for a while?
"Puff–!!!" Hearing his mother's words, Ye Liang almost spat out a mouthful of old blood: "Mom what do you mean?"
"If you weren't taken care of by some bad woman, how could you have money, and don't have a beautiful woman!" Ye Qianqian asked: "Son, you can't do this, let me tell you the truth, I…"
"Mom, what are you talking about, I really have enough money. Moreover, I feel that people must not look down on me, so I don't want to develop with them. " Ye Liang was speechless.
[Hehe, will I be taken care of? What a joke! If I had told my mom, I would have been in the stock market since I was eight years old. The one million cash in my hand is just my pocket money, so she will definitely not believe it. Hey, how can I let my mother know that I have been a rich kid since I was a child? The concealment at the beginning was just to let my mother not know how powerful I was. One day, when my mother thought I had no money, I will let her know how good I am. Had my mother been told that I had started to be rich when I was eight years old, she would have fainted in shock. ]
Ye Liang: ..., are you sure this voice is still a Xiuxian voice pack? Isn't it an eight-year-old Shenhao voice pack?
"Puff–!!!!" At this moment, Ye Ziqian on the opposite side couldn't help spurting out a mouthful of old blood. Good guy, this is a really good guy! My dear son, how dare you to think like that!
At this moment, Ye Ziqian couldn't help but laugh out loud. She was really worried just now that his son might be wrapped up by some old woman, but now it seems that I can rest assured. This should just be what he was thinking about in his own mind, um, it must be so. Thinking of this, she once again showed a confident smile.
Huh, that's fine. My son has no money now, so he can only think in his heart that he is rich. That way, he will be shocked when he finds out that he has money.
"Okay, mother believes you, you have to remember that poor people can't be poor, so don't be taken care of by some old aunt." She said to Ye Liang: "Even if you want to be taken care of, you can only be taken care of by Bai Fumei."
"…" Ye Liang hung up the phone silently. My mother, why is she always so rude.
At this moment, Ye Ziqian was still recalling the voices she heard in her heart. She couldn't help being a little curious. It is said that mother and son are connected, is it true that a mother can really hear the voice of her son? But we are not biological, It's so weird!
Unexpectedly, the voice of her son was actually heard by her. Moreover, what he actually thought in his mind were all such pretentious plots. Puff–! He can't really have a million, can he?!
After thinking about it, she made a phone call and told the other side: "Yan Qing, help me find out how much money my son has now."
"Yes, Mrs. Ye." The person opposite heard the order and immediately acted. Soon, all the money Ye Liang was holding was found.
"!!!" Looking at the more than 990,000 yuan on Ye Liang's bank card, Yan Qing couldn't help but look shocked.
Young Master Ye, how is it possible to have so much money? Could it be that Mrs. Ye beat him? Hehe, Ye Wen is really joking with me, how can a mother who is rich but doesn't let her son spend it?
Her real reason, in fact, is to temper Young Master Ye's will. That's right, Mrs. Ye is not from a wealthy family, and all her money is earned by herself. If Young Master Ye knew that his family was so rich too early, he might really be useless. If he knew from a young age that his family was rich, he would only be even more unbearable. Now that Young Master Ye's temperament has matured, Mr. Ye seems to be planning to tell him the truth slowly.
"Mr. Ye, I checked. Young Master Ye's card contains a total of over 990,000 fractions." She replied to Ye Ziqian: "Mr. Ye, you really are duplicitous. You still love Young Master Ye, and you are reluctant to let him live in poverty."
"Puff–!!!" Hearing this, Ye Ziqian couldn't help spurting out a mouthful of old blood.
Good guy, it turns out that her son really has a million? What is going on? Where did this money come from?! Could it be that he was really a rich kid since he was a child, but he didn't tell her that he was rich?! Is he really that great?! Damn it, if that's the case, is there such a thing as a child-like him?! He can bear to watch his mother live a hard life?! Hmph, I want to see where he got his money and how rich he can be!
She said to the manager named Yan Qing: "Check where my son's money came from."
"Uh… President Ye, didn't you give this money?" Yan Qing wondered.
"How could this possibly be given by me!!!" Ye Ziqian said angrily: "If I gave it, it must have been when my son needed it most. I will tell him myself that I gave him the money. How could I do such a stupid thing without seeing my son's admiration for me, and exposing property without putting it up in front of my son? I gave money to my son quietly, so that he doesn't know how powerful, am I sick?!!!"
"Uh..." Yan Qing was dumbfounded.