Chapter 809： Why does the style of painting become so strange (1/2)

”Mr. An, can I send Du Mengmeng a text message?”

No matter what the other person says, it is like an iron sculpture, looking at me with that kind of eyes that make my heart hairy.

Su Yanyun pleaded pitifully.

”I promised her, as long as I see you, I will give her a sum of money.”

Without waiting for An Mingchen's permission, Su Yanyun picked up the phone and began to send Du Mengmeng the bank safe password.

The message showed that it was sent successfully, and she was also relieved.

She put down the phone and tried to smile at An Mingchen.

”You give her money and want to see me?” An Mingchen finally recovered from Su Yanyun's smile. He asked Su Yanyun, his voice was indescribably soft, ”How much?”

”Um...” Su Yanyun felt that she shouldn't answer this question, but seeing An Mingchen's eyes, she answered unconsciously, ”50 million.”

An Mingchen laughed.

It's like being amused by some joke.

When he smiled, Su Yanyun was stunned.

Damn, this man is too foul!

Du Mengmeng had described An Mingchen's appearance to her beforehand.

She told her that An Mingchen was a deadly handicapped, a dead girl with long hair and a weird yin and yang.

But she didn't say that An Mingchen is so good-looking.

This long, jet-black hair, coupled with his exquisite features and pale skin, highlights a strange beauty.

Especially when he laughed, it was like a pool of clear water under the curtain of night, reflecting the sky full of stars and the bright moon.

She was stunned by his smile and did not understand why he laughed.