Later, she was taken back to Yu's house and saw her parents and brother who had accumulated a lot of wealth and became rich, so she became more convinced of her own ideas and became extremely unbalanced.

But as long as people with normal thinking are more or less able to understand the difficulty of starting a business, Yu Mian looked at these memories from another angle, and only felt that what Yu's father and Yu's mother did at the beginning was actually a kind of protection for the original body. .

After dinner, Yu Mian accompanied Mrs. Yu to watch TV, and when it was almost time, she was ready to go back to her room to rest.

Mrs. Yu asked her to go to the kitchen to drink a glass of milk before leaving. Yu Mian obediently finished it, then poured another glass and carried it up the stairs.

"Do you want to bring it to your brother?" Mrs. Yu saw her intention at a glance and said with a smile, "My brother never drinks milk at night, you can bring him a cup of coffee."

After being told the truth, Yu Mian blushed embarrassedly and said, "Drink milk at night to help you sleep, you won't be able to fall asleep if you drink coffee."

She slowly walked out of Yu Xing's room with a cup in hand, raised one hand and knocked on the door, the door was quiet, and after three seconds there was no response, she raised her hand and knocked twice again.

Light footsteps gradually approached, the door opened the next second, Yu Xing seemed to have just finished taking a shower, his suit was changed into gray silk pajamas, and his jet-black hair was dripping with water.

The door was half open, he stood in the door, he didn't mean to let her in at all, he glanced at her, his black eyes were immersed in water, his eyes were still cold.

"do what."

Yu Mian didn't care about his estranged attitude, and carefully picked up the slightly hot glass and smiled softly: "Brother, drinking a glass of milk before going to bed will help you sleep."

"I don't drink milk."

"Ah...then, then I..."

Even though he had expected it long ago, Yu Mian was still at a loss, stumbling and not knowing what to say.

Yu Xing's voice was as cold as his people's temperature: "Take it away."

"Okay, okay... good night brother, good dream."

The girl's hand holding the milk cup gently dropped, and her small head lowered in frustration. Yu Xing was much taller than her, and she could clearly see her small lips, rosy and delicate like two rose petals, sipping a trace of grievance. Small arc.

Yu Xing didn't speak anymore, Yu Mian was silent for a moment, as if thinking of something, she brought the cup to her mouth, and drank the milk in a gulp.

Even if she was calm and rational, she was puzzled by her unexpected behavior at this moment, and she couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

The girl raised her face, and there was a circle of white milk stains on her lips. She blinked twice, her long eyelashes fluttered, and said with a natural tone: "If my brother doesn't drink it, I can't waste it. I gave you a drink."

What he said was quite reasonable, and he had nothing to say. Seeing Yu Mian turning around to leave, Yu Xing suddenly stopped her: "Wait a minute."

Yu Mian stopped in her footsteps, and looked at him with a pair of bright eyes that were as clear as water.

The man's figure disappeared behind the door, and he came back again after a while, holding a bank card in his hand, "This is one of my supplementary cards, you have pocket money, let me know if you need anything."

There was a cool feeling in his hand, Yu Mian lowered his head, looked at the card in his palm, and then raised his head to look at the calm-looking brother, his eyes slowly became dull.

Is this the case with wealthy families? Send a bank card without a word?

"...Why give me a card?"

"You are my sister."

Yu Xing's expression was calm, and it didn't look like he was on a whim.

In fact, he had already prepared this card, but Yu Mianmian had no restraint in spending money before. He liked to spend a lot of money on small stars in the entertainment industry, and his personality was not very appealing to him. did not give her.

Now that Yu Mian has changed his temper and finally looks like a little sister, Yu Xing thinks about it again.

Holding the card, Yu Mian returned to his room as if sleepwalking, threw himself on the bed and rolled for a while, and finally regained his composure.

In essence, Yu Mian, who had only a petty citizen mentality, came back to his senses and his first reaction was to take out his mobile phone and use the bank app to check the limit of this card. The results showed that the usage limit of this card is limited to 10 million.

In other words, it is equivalent to her having 10 million at once! ?

The petty citizen Yu Mian was stunned. She originally thought that it was like the Yu family who started their own business and started a family that has only been in existence for less than ten years. Even if you were rich, there would not be a lot of money. Now it seems that she is wrong. Look at the generosity of her brother Yu Xing, You can give her 10 million pocket flowers at your fingertips, how arrogant this is.

Thinking of this, a thought suddenly popped into Yu Mian's mind, since Yu Xing was so generous, and thinking about Madam Yu's courage to let her throw away all her clothes and re-purchase, Yu Mian himself should have a small treasury.

After all, her parents would pay her account every month, and don't usually see her having enough money.

Thinking of this, she immediately went to check the original bank account again, and saw a long list of people who were dazzled.

Yu Mian's white fingertips poked at the screen: "One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million... 11,590,000... ."

Counting to the end, the petite girl lying on the bed opened her eyes wider and wider, the light in her eyes became brighter and brighter, and her palm-sized face suddenly burst into a bright light.

She couldn't help muttering to herself: "I have so much money... Can I give Shen Shen money?"

Due to financial poverty, Yu Mian has always had a regret that she couldn't give money to idols.

For example, when Lin Jianshen acts in a new movie, she usually doesn't buy tickets to watch the scene, but will only watch VIP on the video software on her mobile phone later, such as Lin Jianshen's only fan meeting, because the tickets are too expensive for her Haven't been there since...

Too many things like this made her feel extremely lost. Unable to give financial support to idols, she can only send an encouraging punch card every day, or organize a fan group, but these are just chatting, and there is no substantial help at all.