Cannon fodder: The villain is forced to resign

Although Chen Feng had objections, he did not dare to speak out. He could only give indirect reminders to prevent his husband from being plotted against.

"By the way, sir, should I ask Lawyer Huang to draft the prenuptial agreement, or should I ask Lawyer Chen to draft it?"

Mingsui frowned and turned to look at the bright sunshine outside the window. His mood became brighter and his heart warmed, "No prenuptial agreement is needed."

In this life, once you get married to him, don't even think about divorce.

As for family property, if you can destroy Song Lin's Zuiyue and Zuisheng, and still give Song Lin more than two trillion yuan, will you care about money? She clearly only cares about her small noodle stall!

Mingsui hung up the phone, changed his mobile phone number, and continued to call Qi Yuan, but this time he turned off his phone.

On the other side, Qi Yuan jumped off the tricycle and looked expressionlessly at the old man sitting on the ground, dressed in low-key and simple clothes, but full of energy.

"Porcelain?"

The old man blinked and sat cross-legged on the ground, "Little girl, look at the tire marks on my pants. How could I hit the porcelain? It was you who hit me!"

Qi Yuan pointed to the poor tires of his tricycle, "The sizes of the marks are different. Yours is made from a car tire, while mine is a small tire."

The old man didn't buy it. He patted his thigh and said very clearly, "You ran over me. If you want to avoid making a fuss, just treat me to a bowl of noodles!"

Qi Yuan: "..."

Is this a new era?

Qi Yuan looked at the old man and said, "Okay."

It's time to practice your hands first.

The old man stood up happily and waited for Qi Yuan to make noodles. Twelve minutes later, Qi Yuan brought the noodle bowl to the old man.

The old man looked at his dark face, puffed up with black breath, and was a little at a loss for words, "Little girl, you used to ladle Meng Po soup in the underworld, right?"

This color is an authentic underworld color!

“New product.”

Qi Yuan said two words succinctly.

The old man nodded and said with some emotion, "You young people are still good at tossing things around!"

As he said that, the old man picked up the noodles and put them in his mouth. His face instantly wrinkled, and he bit off the noodles. Just as he was about to speak, the small tricycle in front of him drove out quickly.

The old man didn't know why. As a result, the urban management officer driving a car suddenly appeared in front of him. The old man understood. Then he nodded and said sadly, "We must catch that little girl. No matter how difficult life is, we can't harm others!"

The old man held the noodles in his hand and was about to throw them into the trash can when his expression suddenly changed, "Is this... medicinal noodles?"

Qi Yuan drove a tricycle and made many twists and turns, finally getting away from the urban management. When he was about to take out his cell phone and check the time, he found that his cell phone had been thrown away.

Qi Yuan hurried back to look for the phone. Even if it was broken, he still had to find it. Some of the things inside, ahem, couldn't be discovered.

In particular, she wrote a small composition on color in the memo.

I made a bowl of noodles all day long, without making a penny, and almost lost my innocence.

When Qi Yuan returned to Shuiyun Bay, he had only one feeling: he was tired.

night.

Dining room.

Qi Yuan made soup for Ming Sui as usual, and Ming Sui drank it very happily.

When Ming Sui saw that Qi Yuan was eating vegetables coherently and did not even doubt whether the food he cooked was drugged, he felt a mixture of sadness and joy in his heart, which was very complicated.

Don’t people become more cautious after suffering losses? Why does this person in his family have no memory at all?

"Aren't you worried about me continuing to take the medicine?"

Mingsui hesitated again and again and asked. He really wanted to know what she was thinking.

"Why worry? I have nothing to lose."

Qi Yuan bit off a piece of short rib with confidence. The meat was fresh and tender, the heat was just right, and the seasoning was just right.

Mingsui: "..."

You really can't think about her according to normal people's thinking. Generally speaking, it is assumed that girls suffer in this aspect, and she is different.

He even suspected that she thought he had suffered a loss.

Mingsui moved past this topic and thought of the real daughter who had returned from the Bai family. He remembered that she mentioned it last night. He arranged for someone to check today and found that there was indeed something about this real daughter and was not an ordinary person.

"The Bai family is holding a recognition banquet, do you want to go and have fun?"

Just when Qi Yuan was about to refuse, he suddenly thought of Song Lin and said, "Take Song Lin with you."

This time, she arranged the matchmaking on the spot, but she didn't believe that the destined attraction of the male and female protagonists, coupled with her assists, could still be looked down upon.

Song Lin should quickly understand what liking means and stop driving a wedge between her and Ming Sui all day long.

While waiting for the Bai family banquet, Qi Yuan researched a lot of new products, but with sales of one bowl every day, the business was... bleak.

In the end, Qi Yuan bowed her head to reality. She discovered that the people in the video who could earn over 10,000 yuan a month by running a small business were all lies! Big liars!

In this regard, the system is silent, and the data shows that, apart from being tired, it is really not a problem to earn more than 10,000 yuan a month in the snack business. Of course, this data is for snack stalls with good taste.

The Bai family's banquet came as scheduled, and many celebrities gathered. Not because of the Bai family's reputation, but because the two giants in Ningcheng, Song Lin and Ming Sui, both asked the Bai family for invitations to the banquet.

Everyone knows that with the quality of the Bai family, the third master and Mr. Ming will not come in person. If they can ask for it in person this time, I am afraid... the true daughter of the Bai family has some abilities!

Everyone has their own thoughts, but they have a common purpose. They want to see this real daughter who the two giants are rushing to meet, and see what charm she has. Could it be that she is a peerless beauty?

The Bai family's banquet was extremely lively.

Qi Yuan pulled on his white shirt and jeans and looked at Ming Sui, who was holding a lollipop and playing a mobile game, "It's time to go down."

Although it was not very formal, she had no intention of entering the banquet hall to match up the male and female protagonists. She wanted to do it in a place where no one was around...

Ming Sui leaned half back, his eyes focused, and said perfunctorily, "Right away."

Qi Yuan: "..."

When did he unlock his gaming addiction?

She wanted to beat him.

Qi Yuan tugged on Ming Sui's sleeve and watched helplessly as a large word 'failed' appeared on the phone page. He was silent for two seconds and said, "It's time to go."

She didn't mean it.

real.

Ming Sui put away her phone resignedly and put her arms around Qi Yuan's shoulders with a smile, "You made my game fail, do you want to compensate me?"

"No."

"Just agree. Don't run around or see Song Lin for a while."

"No."

"Just agree and let's go."

Qi Yuan turned her head and looked at Ming Sui talking to herself. She fisted hard and was about to take action when the car door opened and she heard a man's voice complimenting Ming Sui. It was a bit flattering. She stopped her hand. After all, she was in

Outside, she would give Mingsui some face.

Ming Sui ignored the man's compliments, got out of the car, stretched out his hand towards Qi Yuan, his movements were elegant and gentlemanly, and even his voice was deliberately lowered and magnetic, "Madam, please."

Just as Qi Yuan was about to retract his outstretched hand, he was grabbed by Ming Sui. The two of them used their own strength, one to retreat toward the car, and the other to pull out of the car. There was a stalemate.

Everyone slowed down and wanted to see who this 'Madam' was. After all, I heard that Mr. Ming came here specifically for the true daughter of the Bai family.

Is it possible that the real daughter of the Bai family is this person in the car?

Isn't it that the third master is... a step too late?