d at the master's school of Yale Law School. Later, my father founded the family law firm, and my mother was always there to help. Without my mother's good wife, my father's career could not have been...Chapter 252

but unexpectedly, she believes in Buddhism on the surface, but inside she is actually an extremely greedy and shameless person.

at that time, if someone wanted to give himself 1 million, he was even willing to kneel down for the 1 million.

people, when they have no money, can't resist the attraction of money.

people who can really make money like dirt are people who already have endless money to spend.

like myself now, 10 or 20 million is nothing I don't know how to spend tens of billions of dollars in my account. Dihao Group makes tens of billions of dollars a year, and I don't know how to spend it.

in this case, what's the point of $10 million or $20 million I would rather not this money, let them worship themselves, a mouthful of Master Ye, a mouthful of a big benefactor to call themselves.

this is really cool!

it's just that I can't say these words to Song Wanting.

now she thinks she is a saint with money like dirt and skillful powers.

since that's the case, you might as well let her continue to think so. I don't want to repeat my mother's mistake.

Ye Chen asked curiously, "is your mother an arranged marriage, too"

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"right." Song Wanting nodded and said, "my mother married my father and has never been happy all her life. She was depressed for many years and died young."

Ye Chen remembers that Song Wanting lost the relics left to her by her mother last time. According to Hong Wuye, her mother has been gone for more than ten years.

Song Wanting is only in her mid-twenties. It is estimated that her mother left when she was ten years old. In that case, her mother was really young when she left.

Song Wanting took a sip of wine alone, played with her glass and said apologetically, "I'm sorry Mr. Ye made you listen to me so much nonsense."

Ye Chen hurriedly said, "Miss Song, don't say that. If you can choose to tell me this, it must be your trust in me."

Song Wanting nodded gently, wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "anyway, thank you so much for today, Mr. Ye. Not only saved my grandfather, but also listened to me complain so much nonsense, thank you!"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "you don't have to be so polite. Everyone can be regarded as friends. If friends are too polite, they appear to be unkind."

"Hmm!" Song Wanting nodded heavily and said, "it's getting late, Mr. Ye. Why don't I take you back"

Ye Chen waved his hand: "you don't have to see me off, but you can't drive yourself in this situation. You'd better find a substitute driver."

Song Wanting nodded and said, "Don't worry, the female manager here can drive for me. I'll take you back first." Chu-ran smiled shyly and said, "that's more like it."with that, she opened her quilt, turned her back to Ye Chen, and went to bed.as soon as Xiao Churan went to bed, he got into bed and wrapped himse...