Tong Yao didn't know how to repay the debt.
She was a famous pianist, a famous female author, and a top singer.
He was the most beautiful woman in China and also the richest man in China.
However, she was in debt.
She owed the system host, Qin Yuan. One against twelve, she was comparable to her wife.
This was simply a debt that could not be repaid!
As the richest man in China, Tong Yao had a lot of money.
The first thing he wanted was to use money to pay off the debt.
However, Qin Yuan reminded her that the richest man in the world owed him money. The amount was…uncountable?
Alright, forget about using money to repay the debt.
Tong Yao pondered for a moment and quickly said again,
"My writing is okay. I can write a book for you.”
Some people, who were not short of money, would pursue something that was good for their reputation.
For example, some autobiographies and family legends could bring about a potential increase in reputation. Waving them would give people spiritual enjoyment, similar to custom-made refreshing articles.
He also felt sorry for the host. He didn't lack money, but perhaps he lacked spiritual enjoyment.
"I'm sorry, but I have to remind you again that the Nobel Prize winner also owes me money. He doesn't know how to get along or sleep in this life. He wrote a book for me, and he might not be able to repay me.”
Err…
Tong Yao was stunned once again. The emotions that she had calmed down with great difficulty started to fluctuate again.
"My piano skills are world-class. I once studied at the Eastman School of Music.”
"I'm sorry to remind you for the third time. Eastman's world-class music academy owes me money. In addition, they also owe me a world-class pianist and violinist. World-class composer, world-class music conductor, and all kinds of world-class musicologists, 999 in each discipline.”
Tong Yao's mood swings were getting bigger and bigger, and her acting was also becoming more and more urgent.
She didn't give up. She knew that she couldn't not pay the System's debt. She couldn't.
Of course, Tong Yao had never thought of not paying back her debt.
She only hoped that she could find a way to repay the debt.
" I'm a top-notch singer…" Tong Yao felt that she no longer had any confidence in her words.
Without waiting for Qin Yuan to speak, Tong Yao continued,""I'm sorry, I can't pay my debts now.”
"I know."
Err…
The National Fairy's eyes lit up.
Earlier, she had been under the mistaken impression that Xia Tian was asking her to pay off her debt now.
However, it seemed that Bin was not what he thought.
"System Master, your name is Qin Yuan, right? Can I call you by your name?”
"Sure."
"Qin Yuan, I have no way to provide you with twelve wives. Just now, my emotions were in a mess and I misunderstood what you meant.”
Pausing for a moment, Tong Yao continued,"
"Qin Yuan, do you know that I can't pay off the debt in one go? Are you planning to collect the debt in batches?”
A dozen, or twelve.
A total of twelve, comparable to his own wife.
No matter how Tong Yao thought about it, she could only think of herself.
Giving herself to the system host, Qin Yuan, to be Qin Yuan's wife was equivalent to paying one-twelfth of the debt.
Tong Yao couldn't tell how she felt about Qin Yuan since she hadn't met him before.
She only knew that she had no other choice.
"Xiaomei said that in this world, it's very difficult for any man to be worthy of me. Perhaps Qin Yuan was that person.”
Although she said that to herself, she still felt a little conflicted about giving herself to a man whom she had never met before as a wife.
However, she knew that resistance and resistance were useless.
The only thing he could do was accept his fate.
"Don't worry, I don't plan to collect the debt in one go. There are many people who owe me money. Almost no one can pay off the debt in one go.”
Qin Yuan's words made Tong Yao slightly relieved.
"I'm in Dubai now. Do you want me to fly back to find you now, or do you want to come over?”
The little heart of the nation's goblin was beating rapidly.
This was the first time in her life.
Qin Yuan, who was sitting on the sofa in the lounge area of the hotel lobby, glanced at Ma Yun, who was standing beside him, displaying the spirit of a top-notch follower.
He had just spoken to Tong Yao, the number one beauty of the straits, through the system.
Listening to her soft voice was a form of enjoyment.
Qin Yuan praised her in his heart. Tong Yao was indeed a national demon.
Many things had happened today, and Qin Yuan was a little tired.
Through the system, he told Tong Yao to do something immediately.
The flowers cost more than 700 yuan. If they could reach 1,000 yuan today, he would add another update.
Mcyy had tipped 588 yuan. Some big shots had gathered 1,000 yuan.
I need to update a chapter for the time being. I'll update it later.
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