Mr. Ye, do you know that this is scary?

Could it be that you can read minds?

My God.

Under Mr. Ye's sharp eyes, Su Mu almost cried.

Don't play with me like this.

Can you spend all your thoughts and energy on work?

Follow me, can I feel very stressed?

He quickly smiled guiltily and said:

"I can swear, Xiaoyezi, please believe in my character, really."

Mr. Ye's eyes were like an X-ray machine, constantly scanning Su Mu.

"How should I divide the share you mentioned? The little princess of the Zhu family has only tens of billions of pocket money. My Ye family has been working hard for fifty years today, but she can't catch up with a fraction of the money."

Mr. Ye slowly reached out and took down the watermelon on Su Mu's head, placed it on the coffee table, and slashed it with one knife.

Wave!

The watermelon splits in half.
Chapter completed!