After a flash marriage, she was spoiled by the richest husband in the world

Chapter 237 The overwhelming wealth



Chapter 237 The overwhelming wealth

"That's right, Brother Jingxing is still angry. Today, I went to a store under Xie's to pick up a bag, but the clerk told me that I need to pay for things next time I go to pick them up." She looked at the old man with grievance on her face: "I know I was wrong, and it's understandable that Brother Jingxing is angry."

"I just wanted to sell my unused bags, but Brother Jingxing also told everyone not to take my stuff."

After Bai Weiwei finished speaking, she looked at the old man's face and gently shook his arm in a gentle voice.

"Grandpa, I was wrong. It doesn't matter if Brother Jingxing doesn't give me living expenses. I can sell my own bag."

"Everything I have was given by the Xie family, and I'm always grateful. I wanted to find a job, but I don't have any living expenses next month, so I wanted to sell some bags for living expenses, but I didn't expect Brother Jingxing wouldn't even let me sell my bags."

"You said Jingxing doesn't give you living expenses?" said the old man.

Bai Weiwei nodded: "Brother Jingxing hasn't given me living expenses for two months. I know the Xie family has raised me up, and I am an adult now and I should be self-reliant."

"It's just that it takes time to find a job, and it takes a month to get paid. I wonder if I can ask grandpa to tell the people below not to refuse to accept the second-hand luxury goods I'm selling." As she said this, her eyes reddened at the right time.

Snapped.

The old man slammed his palm on the table with a loud noise: "Jingxing is really going too far."

"My Xie family's children need to be so poor that they have to sell their bags. If this is told to others, people will laugh at them." After the old man was furious, he looked at Bai Weiwei who was aggrieved and said, "Tell me, if you hadn't been so willful, would Jingxing have treated you like this?"

What she did would make any man angry, let alone a prominent figure like Xie Jingxing.

"Just be good recently, just go along with him and don't make him unhappy. Tell me how much money you want and I'll give it to you."

He raised both of them since childhood. Jingxing is always his grandson, the one who looks most like him and makes him proud. He is more or less partial to his eldest grandson.

Bai Weiwei looked unhappy. She originally thought that the old man would tell his subordinates to let her sell her second-hand luxury goods.

Even though she was given hundreds of millions of dollars in pocket money, she didn't dare to ask for it: "Grandpa, I don't want to trouble you."

"It's not easy for you to raise me up. I'm an adult now and can be self-reliant. I just want you to tell the people down there not to refuse my bags. I want to sell some of the ones I don't need and use them as living expenses."

"Weiwei, you have grown up." Mr. Xie was very pleased: "Don't worry, the Xie family can still support you."

"Have you taken a fancy to any bags or clothes? I'll transfer the money to you. Is two million enough?" Mr. Xie said, and took out his mobile phone to transfer some money.

"I've transferred it to you. Go ahead and buy whatever you want. Girls should be pretty. Buy whatever you want."

Bai Weiwei looked at the money on her phone and felt a little embarrassed.

But she knew she couldn't say anything more today, so she gritted her teeth and smiled sweetly at the old man: "Thank you, Grandpa."

"Well, accompany this old man of mine for dinner."

"Okay, Grandpa." Bai Weiwei stood up absentmindedly, helped the old man up, turned around and saw the old man fiddling with his phone as if he was transferring money to someone: "Grandpa, who are you transferring money to?"

"A girl with a good heart should buy more clothes and bags to make herself beautiful." This Miss Su hasn't come to see me for so long.

If it weren’t for her last time, I wouldn’t have gotten to the hospital so quickly. I liked her the first time I saw her.

Bai Weiwei was in a bad mood when she heard this: "Grandpa, don't you want Weiwei anymore?"

"Hahaha, that's not the case. Weiwei will always be grandpa's favorite granddaughter." The old man smiled heartily and put away his phone.

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Su Wanyi, who had just returned home and sat on the sofa, saw that Mr. Xie had transferred money to her.

When I clicked on it, I found that several million had been transferred, and I was shocked instantly.

He quickly returned the transfer: "Grandpa, please don't transfer money to the wrong person again."

"But not everyone is as nice as me. I will return everything to you." This old man must be too old, so he must have transferred the money to the wrong person.

As elderly people get older, it is common for them to transfer to the wrong person.

Seeing that the old man did not reply to the message, she did not take it seriously and asked casually how the old man was doing recently.

Since being discharged from the hospital, the old man had politely invited her to his house a few times, but she just took it as a polite remark.

She was a person who could afford to stay in the VIP ward and had the dean treat her with great respect. She was a person from a different world from her, so she didn't take the old man's polite words of inviting her to play seriously.

Before she knew it, it was already evening. Su Wanyi felt her hungry stomach and asked the kitchen to prepare something for her to eat.

After making delicious food, I sat on a chair with the bowl in my arms, ready to eat while checking my phone.

Then I saw that the old man actually transferred the money back and said something.

"I didn't transfer it to you by mistake. I'm just old but my eyesight isn't blurry yet."

Looking at the message sent by the old man, Su Wanyi's brain froze for a moment.

This is several million dollars. If you spend it on yourself, will this huge wealth fall on your head?

"Master, you're not drunk, are you?"

"Are you sure this is really for me?"


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