(MTL)After my life experience was exposed, I married a wealthy family

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

    Swiping the card happily again, Ran Xia's cell phone rang.

    Seriously, Ran Xia would have thought it was a decoration if he hadn't known that it was a mobile phone.

    For so many days, she has received such a call.

    Take out your phone and look at the caller ID on your phone. A string of unfamiliar numbers without even a note.

    A trace of disappointment flashed in Ran Xia's eyes.

    Hey, you know, it really is a harassing call.

    She, Ran Xia, the adopted daughter of a wealthy family, a grievous woman, no friend!

    Forget it, even a harassing call is better than nothing?

    Picking up the phone gracefully, she turned her head slightly and lifted her curly hair from her ear. Ran Xia answered the phone and said softly and politely, "Hello?"

    "..."

    This harassing call is so unprofessional that she didn't sell it immediately. .

    This thought flashed in Ran Xia's mind.

    "It's me."

    The voice on the other end of the phone sounded, with a hint of anger.

    Ran Xiaming understands.

    It wasn't a harassing call, it was a scam call.

    No, brother, if you don't like your job, you can resign.

    Fraud should also have a basic law, and affinity is the first, right?     Ran Xia was a little dissatisfied with the

    unprofessionalism of the other party, but she still asked cooperatively, "Which one?"     no?     Who keeps saying that they are ashamed of themselves?     Take your credit card and turn your face away?     Is it time to get a divorce now?

    Bai She stared at the phone for nearly three seconds, then remembered her original intention of calling Ran Xia.

    I was about to pick up the phone to resume the call, but saw the display on the phone screen: call ended.

    Then, the screen darkened mercilessly.

    Bai She: ? ? ?

    Bai She: Ran Xia, I'll give you a chance to save yourself.

    But obviously, Ran Xia didn't have the idea of ​​saving himself.

    Ran Xia's delicate face was wearing a large sunglasses, covering her face cleanly. Behind her, a huge shopping mall stands in the most prosperous part of the city, where every inch of land is so precious, you can breathe the smell of money in the air even if you step on it.

    And she, Ran Xia, just came out of this place.

    But facing the crisis of taking a taxi.

    Ran Xia's face was cold, and no one could see her desperate eyes under the sunglasses.

    Why are you so stupid?

    I asked for a wardrobe and a card, but I forgot the most important car!

    Who has ever seen a rich woman who takes a taxi?