The Profligate Madam of the Family

Chapter 145 - Transfer Record

Chapter 145: Transfer Record

Leng Rongrong could hear the discussions around her. She could not help but frown.

Were all the people around her that miserable?

She was not aware that she was living a pathetic life with Mo Linyuan. Did the crowd say Leng Rongrong only attended the banquet to fill her empty stomach?

Leng Rongrong looked down at Mo Linyuan who still looked dispirited.

Alright, she finally understood why the people around her were saying those words.

There was an 80% chance that someone was spreading rumors and just happened to see Mo Linyuan’s half-dead look. That person probably thought they were in a terrible state.

Since she had asked Mo Linyuan beforehand and knew that Mo Ziming had a pretty good relationship with him, Leng Rongrong was prepared to send Ziming a red packet.

This Mo Ziming looked honest and didn’t seem annoying. Since it was his birthday, it was indeed a little weird that they didn’t bring a gift.

She didn’t want people to gossip about whether she had brought a present or not, so she was prepared to give Mo Ziming a red packet.

“Well, there’s no need for a red packet!” Mo Ziming quickly chuckled, “I’m already very happy that you guys are here. I didn’t ask you guys to come just to receive a gift!”

Other people might not know, but Mo Ziming did.

This fourth brother of his was not simple. All these years, Mo Linyuan had been helping him with things.

Mo Linyuan couldn’t be considered poor at all. Although Mo Linyuan was not the head of the Mo family and the Mo family would not give him pocket money, he was once a demon in the business world.

......

Would a demon who was especially good at making money become extremely poor just because he was disabled?

How could that be? Mo Linyuan didn’t become mentally challenged by accident.

Moreover, Mo Linyuan did not need to use his legs to earn money...

Mo Ziming did not know why everyone thought Mo Linyuan had become a useless poor man after being disabled, but he was sure that Mo Linyuan was not...

All these years, Ziming had also helped Mo Linyuan a lot. If his guess was right, Mo Linyuan was close to taking back the power of the Mo family.

“A gift is a must.” Leng Rongrong said, “Brother Ziming, cut the crap. Give me your card number, and I’ll transfer the money to you now.”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea.” Mo Ziming stole a glance at Mo Linyuan.

Mo Linyuan glanced at Mo Ziming. “Take it.”

Mo Linyuan’s woman loved to squander. If she didn’t give Ziming a red packet, Leng Rongrong would probably feel uncomfortable.

“Oh.” Mo Ziming listened obediently and gave Leng Rongrong his bank account number.

Leng Rongrong took out her phone and played with it for a while, and then, Mo Ziming received a red packet.

When he saw the money, Mo Ziming was stunned for a while before he asked carefully, “Rongrong, did you put the wrong amount?”

Wasn’t this amount a little too much?

Usually, the amount of a birthday gift would be in thousands.

However, this string of numbers...

Mo Ziming counted seriously. It was around seven figures!

It wasn’t a lot, but it wasn’t a little either. It seemed a little exaggerated to give so much for a gift.

Moreover, everyone knew that Mo Linyuan did not have a good relationship with his cousins from the Mo family.

No one expected him to give them any gifts.

However, Leng Rongrong’s sudden generosity was truly shocking.

“Looking at Master Ziming’s expression, don’t tell me she gave 8.80 yuan?”

“Hahahahaha, that’s very likely!”

“What kind of gift do you want for 8.80 yuan?”

The group of people discussed animatedly.

Mo Lanlan and Leng Qingqing were standing together with a smile on their faces. Their faces were filled with contempt and mockery.

“It’s a gift. As long as the intention is there, Ziming won’t mind. It doesn’t matter if it’s 8.80 yuan or 9.90 yuan, as long as it was sincere. Linyuan and Rongrong have left on their own. After all, they’re still young, and they’re living a hard life. We can all understand.”

Seeing this, Liu Yue immediately stood up and spoke with a kind smile, as if she was showing mercy.

“Rongrong, I know that you’re not having a good time, but don’t be afraid of losing face. I’m not very rich, but it’s not a problem to lend you some living expenses.”

There was an uproar in the surroundings.

In the past few years, after the rumors of Mo Linyuan becoming disabled, he had rarely appeared in such an event.

Therefore, it was rare for him to appear, and his body was still wrapped in a sense of mystery.

After all, Mo Linyuan was once the most respected young man in the city. At this time, he even had to borrow money from others for his living expenses. It made people sigh.

While everyone was sighing, they also felt it was a pity that such a beautiful face like Leng Rongrong had to marry a waste like Mo Linyuan. What bad luck!

Of course, some also felt that Leng Rongrong’s background was not good, and it was perfect to be a pair with Mo Linyuan, this trash.

“So, how much did she give?”

“We have made a bet. Why don’t you announce it, Master Ziming?”

Someone in the crowd shouted.

Mo Ziming glanced at Leng Rongrong, “Um, can I announce it? Rongrong, are you sure you didn’t press the wrong button?”

Mo Ziming was probably not too sure, so he looked at Mo Linyuan with a questioning look.

Mo Linyuan remained silent, cold, and taciturn as usual.

Tang Luo stood behind Mo Linyuan and thought, ‘Miss Rongrong must have given Mo Ziming some crazy amount.’

How would a profligate woman act?

Leng Rongrong was a typical example.

She had so much money that it could make people jealous. She was already rich, and now that Mo Linyuan had given his card to Leng Rongrong...she was even richer.

Leng Rongrong could defeat whoever she wanted to!

Speaking of which, even though Leng Rongrong was profligate, it didn’t necessarily mean she worked hard to earn the money. Perhaps, she was using the money she couldn’t finish spending before?

Leng Rongrong said disapprovingly, “If everyone wants to know, then let everyone know.”

Thereafter, Mo Ziming announced the red packet Leng Rongrong had given him—8888888 yuan.

“More than eight million?”

“Really?”

“Didn’t you say 8.80 yuan?”

“Master Ziming, did you see the wrong decimal point?”

“That’s right. Take a closer look!”

Everyone was shocked. When they heard Mo Ziming’s words, they thought he had made a mistake or was merely joking.

Mo Lanlan was the first to rush to Mo Ziming’s side in disbelief. She snatched his phone away and saw that there was indeed so much money on it.

“Brother Ziming, really? Don’t tell me you’re pretending this is a red packet from Sister Rongrong because you’re afraid of embarrassing her?”

Everyone turned to look at Mo Ziming.

Mo Lanlan was right. It was not impossible for Mo Ziming to protect his disabled brother because he was afraid that Mo Linyuan would lose face.

Everyone knew that out of the four young masters of the Mo family, Mo Ziming was the kindest.

“No, this is the red packet Rongrong sent me.” Mo Ziming quickly replied, “If you don’t believe me, you can look at Rongrong’s transfer record.”