PFC Chapter 780: How can winning the lottery be as reliable as winning the bid?
Chapter 780: How can winning the lottery be as reliable as winning the bid?
Qiu Yingying returned upstairs and looked at Fan Shengmei's appearance. She couldn't help but feel distressed. Fan Shengmei had always taken special care of her, like an intimate older sister. Although she didn't understand her and even misunderstood her many times, it didn't hinder their relationship.
After being together for so long, this was the first time I saw her cry. Her eyes were a little red and her makeup was a little smudged.
Being simple-minded has its advantages, that is, you will never forget your relatives, and whoever treats you best is the truth. In the original drama, Qu Xiaoxiao found fault with Fan Shengmei many times, and it was Qiu Yingying who took the initiative to do so. Now she has a very bad first impression of Fan Shengmei's parents.
"Sister Fan, how are you? Are you okay? Have you had dinner? Are you hungry?"
Fan Shengmei felt an unprecedented warmth in her heart. Not all her efforts were in vain. She shook her head gently and said, "It's okay, Yingying. I want to discuss something with you..."
"Go ahead, Sister Fan."
"My parents are going to stay here for a few days."
"Then what are you going to do? Your room is so small that there's no room for multiple people to live in it. If you can't rest well, you won't be able to work at all."
Guan Juer said at this time, "I'll let Sister Fan live in my room, and I can live downstairs."
"That's good, Sister Fan, what happened at home? I just heard Xue'er's fragments, and I still don't understand it clearly."
At this time, Father Fan came out of the room and looked at Fan Shengmei with a somewhat dissatisfied tone, "It's so late, Lei Lei must be hungry."
Fan Shengmei just nodded and was about to buy something when she saw the cigarette in her father's hand and immediately stepped forward and snatched it away.
"What are you doing?" Fan's father asked dissatisfiedly.
"Dad, this is the house I share. How can others live here if you smoke?"
Although Father Fan hadn't said anything in the elevator before, he was still angry about what Fan Shengmei said. Seeing her like this, he was even more dissatisfied. "I'm in my daughter's room, and I can't even smoke?"
"If you want to smoke, go to the corridor..."
At this time, Fan's mother interrupted Fan's father and said, "Old man, if you want to smoke, go outside. Lei Lei is still in the room."
Father Fan felt a little unhappy, but he still pushed the door open and went out.
"Turn left and there are stairs..." Fan Shengmei reminded, looking at the two little sisters with an awkward expression, "Guan Guan, Yingying, my dad doesn't mean anything else, don't think too much about it."
The two nodded to show their understanding, but they were unhappy, and only they knew it.
When Guan Juer returned downstairs, she was still a little nervous. Although she didn't look scared in front of Fan Shengmei, Brother Chen was angry for a long time because of the last incident. She didn't know if she would be offended if she lied this time...
"Xue'er, where is Brother Chen?" Guan Juer asked.
Looking at her best friend, Michelle nodded towards the bathroom and said, "She's taking a shower. Come in and eat. Brother Chen made some midnight snacks."
"Is he angry?"
Seeing Qiu Yingying was there too, Michelle raised three fingers as a reminder.
Guan Juer's face couldn't help but turn bitter. After three injections, would she be able to get up tomorrow? However, compared to her man's anger, this way of calming down didn't seem to be an option.
In the restaurant, Qiu Yingying started to complain about what happened while eating, "Xue'er, I used to think my parents treated me badly, but now when I see Sister Fan's home, I suddenly feel so happy."
Guan Juer also agreed with a slight displeasure, "Indeed, Sister Fan's parents are too bad at talking. We were chatting just now, and her father suddenly came out and said that the child was hungry. He was smoking at the time. Sister Fan tried to stop him, but his father said, "My daughter rents a house, what's wrong with smoking?"
"That's not all. What's even worse is what Sister Fan's mother said. I was so angry at the time. She said there was a child in the room. It seemed that Guan Guan and I were completely invisible. In my own home, I still relied on the child's light..."
"Sister Fan's family is really weird. I've seen many Voldemorts, but this is the first time I've seen someone supporting her brother like this."
"Also, I've always felt that although Sister Fan's appearance and clothes were not bad, she lacked the qualities that a 30-year-old woman should have. It seems that she was sucked away by that vampire family."
Qiu Yingying nodded in agreement, and couldn't help but sigh, "Fortunately, my parents didn't think too hard and gave me a brother, otherwise I wouldn't be much better off, maybe even worse than Sister Fan. It would be great if I could win a lottery, not five million, one million would be enough."
Guan Juer smiled and teased, "Yingying, you think you are the heroine of a novel, and you won a million dollars in the lottery. Why don't you pray that the 99-year-old world's richest man will die suddenly after marrying you, and you will inherit a trillion-dollar fortune, have more than a hundred wives, and hundreds of children and grandchildren, and your life will be perfect in an instant."
"Oh, well, Guan Guan, you actually dared to curse me like that, and even lied to Brother Chen. I'm going to add fuel to the fire and let Brother Chen teach you a lesson."
Watching the two of them playing around, Michelle had her own ideas in mind: winning the lottery is not as easy as winning the bid. If she works hard, it will be easy to become a mother with a son, right?