Chapter 212
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Mu Yazhe could not help but laugh. Where did this child learn to speak so forcefully?
"Be it family or enemy, your choice has nothing to do with me. In any case, you are not my family! "The little lad's voice suddenly deepened." Return mommy to me. I advise you not to touch her. "
Yun Tianyou's voice was as cold as ice, making one shudder. His voice was obviously immature, yet his tone was extremely intimidating.
Mu Yazhe suddenly realized that even though they were from the same mother's womb, they could not be compared to each other.
Compared to him, Xiao Yichen was practically a little angel.
His blood flowed in this child's veins. His tone of voice was not inferior to his at all. Despite his young age, he was full of charisma.
"You're not cute at all," Mu Yazhe commented bluntly as he sat by the bed and reached out to caress Yun Shishi's cheek.
"Hmph. It's none of your business."
Yun Tianyou calmed down quickly and paced back and forth slowly. Finally, he sat back on the chair steadily and took out a checkbook from the drawer. His good-looking eyebrows raised slightly.
"Name your price."
"?" Mu Yazhe was stunned.
"How much? How much do you want? Can you stay away from my mommy? "
How much?
Mu Yazhe's lips twitched.
Was this child holding a piggy bank and discussing the price with him?!
"You want to negotiate with me?"
"Can't I? Capitalists talk about capital and don't talk nonsense. "Yun Tianyou opened the cap of the pen with his mouth.
"Then, what's the bargaining chip?"
"Is one hundred million enough?"
Mu Yazhe could not help but laugh.
One hundred million? Where did this child get one hundred million?
When he was six years old, he did not even have a net worth of ten million, let alone one hundred million. He was still considered the crown prince of a financial group. Where did this child get one hundred million?
It was not that he was belittling this child; it was just unrealistic.
Besides, did he even lack one hundred million?
"One hundred million US dollars, is that not enough?"
Through the microphone, the confrontation between the two "men" was in a stalemate. It was as if time had frozen.
"Not enough."
"Is one billion enough?" Yun Tianyou smiled nonchalantly as he twirled the fountain pen in his hand like a capitalist who was determined to win.
His nonchalant tone and the sky-high price of nine digits … It was an eye-opener for Mu Yazhe.
"Why don't we compete fairly?" Mu Yazhe suddenly stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
His tall figure was reflected in the clear glass.
The smile on Yun Tianyou's lips froze. "Fair competition?"
"If you ask me, no matter how much you pay, it's hard to measure a woman's worth. In your heart, she is priceless. In my heart, she is also priceless. "
"He he! You're overestimating yourself." Yun Tianyou mocked him. "Mr. Mu, between you and me, who do you think my mommy will choose? You lost. "
"Oh? Why don't we wait and see, then? "
Hearing this, Yun Tianyou's expression slowly became uncontrollable. He clenched his fist and gripped the fountain pen tightly. Where did this man get his confidence from? How dare he provoke him?
His position in his mommy's heart was unshakable. Was this man challenging him?
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