Mrs. Yue really didn't understand the meaning in Ning Dai's eyes, so she asked aloud: "What?"

Ning Dai put the check on the table, stretched out the index fingers of both hands, pressed the check with one finger, and touched the amount of the check with the other finger.

Then he glanced at Mrs. Yue and asked her with her eyes, "Do you understand?"

Mrs. Yue understood: "What, too little?"

That’s necessary!

Ning Dai secretly believed that her mother had written two checks to Cai Zeyu, totaling five million.

Then her family is just a small family compared to the Cai family. Cai Zeyu is a wealthy lady, why should she write herself a check worth tens of millions, right?

Ten million is not too little, and one hundred million is not too much for her.

As for one million... that's a bit too much and doesn't match the image of a wealthy family!

Ning Dai smiled at Mrs. Yue: "Auntie, I heard that talking about relationships hurts money. How about I tell you about my relationship with your son?"

Mrs. Yue: "..."

This is the first time Mrs. Yue has seen this routine.

"Then how much do you want?" Mrs. Yue didn't want to waste any more time and asked Ning Dai straight to the point.

When she asked this question, Ning Dai felt embarrassed.

Offering something and asking for it are two different things.

Ning Dai thought for a while and said in a feigned politeness: "Auntie, I'll add more if I see." But Cai Zeyu couldn't get what she had in mind, so she quickly added: "As for how much Auntie thinks your son's affection is worth.

How much do you give me?"

Mrs. Yue was shocked by Ning Dai's words. Does this pheasant still want to open its mouth like a lion?

For a moment, she had great doubts about her son's vision. How could a person as elegant as her son fall in love with such a woman?

After suspecting that her son had vision problems, Mrs. Yue quickly found an excuse for Cai Zeyu. The woman in front of her must have deceived her son.

Her son must have been kept in the dark!

Yes! That must be the case!

After receiving this recognition, when Mrs. Yue faced Ning Dai again, her face darkened and her attitude became cold and tough.

"I won't answer you how much my son's affection is worth. But your affection for my son, I think the amount on this check is already sky-high for you."

"If you want to get more from this, I can only regret to tell you that you will not get a cent in the end." Mrs. Yue glanced at Ning Dai contemptuously.

Whether it was Mrs. Yue's words or her eyes, Ning Dai accepted them all without getting angry at all.

She finally understood that the reason why rich people are rich is because they are pickier than ordinary people.

Covering half of the check with her left hand, Ning Dai looked at the numbers again and again, watching Mrs. Yue make her final inquiry in a nice way: "Auntie, is there really no room for negotiation? My feelings for your son

Well, it’s really not worth a lot of money, but I also spent money on your son.”

Ning Dai thought of the watch Cai Zeyu gave him on his birthday, and she also bought him clothes and underwear, buying this and that, all of which were expensive.

She didn't feel embarrassed at all, and she talked about it like a list.

"Auntie, can you estimate that the money I spent on your son can keep up with the amount on this check?"

Mrs. Xiangyue has been fighting in the circle of ladies for more than 20 years. She has seen as many bitches with white lotus and green tea as crucian carp crossing the river. There are as many idiots with a temper as high as the sky. She thinks she has passed five levels and killed six generals.

, all kinds of responses are at your fingertips.

But weirdos like Ning Dai are so rare that they are almost extinct.

Mrs. Yue knew that since Ning Dai's purpose was to get money, as long as she was satisfied, this kind of person would be very easy to deal with.

But Mrs. Yue couldn't swallow this breath and didn't want to satisfy Ning Dai easily.

Yes, rich people are so stingy!

Mrs. Yue even thought that if her son saw this side of Ning Dai, he would definitely leave on his own initiative.

Perhaps sensing Mrs. Yue's longing, the next second, Cai Zeyu appeared in the coffee shop and walked towards the two of them.

After Cai Zeyu was dismissed by his mother, he knew that she would take the opportunity to look for Ning Dai, so Cai Zeyu made a counterattack and saw his mother and Ning Dai together.

Ning Dai didn't notice him until he got closer, and the first thing she thought of was to put the check away.

With this thought in mind, she quickly picked up the bag placed aside and prepared to put the check in the bag.

It's just that it's always a step too slow.

Just before the check was about to be put into the pocket, it was intercepted by a handsome hand.

Ning Dai immediately said loudly "fuck" in her heart!

"Mom, what are you doing?" Cai Zeyu lowered his eyes and quickly glanced at the amount of the check, then glanced at his mother and Ning Dai.

Especially when looking at Ning Dai, Cai Zeyu really hates that iron cannot become steel.

It's just one million, what are you hiding? I haven't seen the money or something.

"Zeyu." Madam Yue suddenly felt guilty for a moment when her son appeared, but then she calmed down.

It doesn't matter if the son comes, it's always better to let him know the true identity of the woman across from him. It's always better to wait for him to ask for separation than for her to interfere.

So Mrs. Yue became more calm, combed her hair and said, "Don't you know what mom is doing?"

Then, before Cai Zeyu could answer, Mrs. Yue said, "I will give Miss Ning one million in the hope that she will leave you. But Miss Ning seems not to be satisfied with this amount."

"Yes." Ning Dai took the initiative to take Mrs. Yue's words, looked at Cai Zeyu and said, "One million is too little. I think you are worth at least 10 million."

Mrs. Yue was shocked, not only because Ning Dai confessed her money-grubbing character, but also because Ning Dai actually wanted 10 million.

After being surprised, Mrs. Yue sneered again and again.

What a great lion with a big mouth!

Cai Zeyu saw both of them in his eyes, then pointed at the check in Ning Dai's hand and asked angrily: "Since you want 10 million, what do you do with it?"

Don't think he didn't see it, she wanted to hide the check only after she discovered him.

After Mrs. Yue listened to her son's question, her expectations suddenly rose. Very good, question her carefully and see what kind of person she is.

Ning Dai looked at him, then at the check in his hand. When he was not prepared, she took the check back and protected it in her own hand. Then she happily replied to him: "This is

It’s a deposit.”

Seeing her like this, Cai Zeyu wanted to say something bad, but in the end he only asked: "Have you never seen one million?"

Ning Dai replied with a smile on her face: "I've seen it before. But this is the first time I've earned a million based on feelings, oh, deposit. I'm going to go home and frame it and hang it on the wall to enjoy."

Cai Zeyu: "..."

But seeing her like this, Cai Zeyu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his mother had not done anything too extreme or made her angry.

Mrs. Yue listened to the conversation between the two and saw the interaction between the two. She was confused for a moment. Why did the other party so blatantly reveal his money-worshipping nature? Her son hadn't even mentioned breaking up yet.

She couldn't help calling her son's name.

Cai Zeyu looked at his mother, with a serious expression of disapproval on her face.

When Mrs. Yue looked at him like this, she felt guilty again.

For a moment, it was like going back to the previous scene when the two were in the suite. When she told her son that Cai Xiangtai wanted to pair him up with the daughter of the Luo family, the son refused the proposal after a long silence.

He said that he was an adult and no longer a child, and no one could control his future life.

Mrs. Yue was very angry at his words at that time, but she was glad that she came to S city. If she said this in front of Cai Xiangtai, even if Cai Xiangtai liked him before, it would be impossible for him to be close to his son in the future.

She scolded her son on the spot, and the atmosphere between the two was tense to the point of freezing. Later, she knew that her son had someone in his heart, and it was this woman named Ning Dai.

Mrs. Yue saw that her son was stubborn, so she planned to bypass her son and directly ask Ning Dai to leave Cai Zeyu. However, the development of things at this moment was completely different from the script she expected.

"Mom, you have always been a good mother. I hope you will not destroy the thoughts in my heart."

Hearing this, Mrs. Yue's expression changed.

She could hear the warning in her son's words. Except for today, she had been treated like this by her son before.

Ning Dai saw that the atmosphere between mother and son was a little tense. Thinking that she had received someone's check after all, she had to put in a nice word for them.

Then he said aloud: "Mr. Cai, why are you talking like this? My aunt is already old, so you are not afraid of making her angry and hospitalized."

"Respect the old and love the young, do you understand? Parents' care is all well-intentioned. You have to understand it carefully. Young people are just inconsiderate. You have to learn from me, just like your mother just said a lot of anger to me.

Although I don't like to listen to people's words, I have never blushed with your mother from the beginning to the end. I have always told myself silently in my heart that I want to respect my elders."

Is this speaking for others, or adding insult to injury?

Mrs. Yue has been poked several holes by the word "old". Which woman doesn't mind being called old? What's more, a beauty like Mrs. Yue.

Cai Zeyu looked at Ningdai Balabala, feeling angry and funny. When she had almost finished what she said, he stopped her with what she had said before: "I know, you are a filial daughter."

Ning Dai raised her eyebrows.

Why does this sound so awkward at this moment?

Cai Zeyu smiled slightly at her.
To be continued...