Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

When Han Yichu walked to the door, he turned to look at Huang Qingwu.

Huang Qingwu sent Han Yichu to see him turn around, and the moment he met his eyes, he felt that there was too much mysterious light flowing out of it, and it was very complicated but also like a vortex, as if it could hook the soul.

Huang Qingwu's heart jumped, and at this moment, she felt in a trance that the man was the only one in her heart.

But she smiled inwardly, how could it be that she thought too much.

Neither of them knew her, and she couldn't be fooled by her eyes.

But some people say that the eyes are the windows of the soul.

Oops, her head was messed up.

Huang Qingwu felt a little palpitated and hurriedly broke the awkwardness of silence. "Is there anything else?"

Han Yichu's hands on his side were clenched into fists. He had nothing to do. He just wanted to see her. If he could, he also wanted to hug her and get closer to her.

But these can only be thought about in my heart.

Huang Qingwu looked at Han Yichu's condensed look and remembered that he troubled him last night and ate his breakfast in the morning, which was a bit embarrassing.

Huang Qingwu thought about it and said, "You will wait."

With that said, she went to the room and handed a gift she had just bought to Han Yichu, "This gift is for you, thank you."

Han Yichu's eyes fell on the exquisite gift box in the hands of Huang Qingwu.

He was really flattered.

He didn't think there was anything before, but now he understands that this is a gift given to him by Dancing. A deep sea wave appeared in his heart, but there was no expression on his face.

This gift was still bought by Huang Qingwu and was given to He Lianheng when he was ready to see him.

I had met before I made an appointment, but she had something wrong and changed it, so I bought a gift.

I didn't expect this to come to mind, so I decided to give it to Han Yichu, and it was nothing. Then she would buy another one.

Huang Qingwu watched Han Yichu not talking and asked, "Don't you like it?"

"No, I like it very much."

With that said, Han Yichu received the gift, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, thank you for staying with me at night, and having breakfast. There is time for another day. I invite you to dinner."

This sentence is the polite words of Huang Qingwu.

But Han Yichu smiled.

This smile, intoxicated, is more beautiful than the blooming flowers, and makes Huang Qingwu shake the gods.

This man was very pretty, and his face stretched out to make people feel noble and noble. He didn't expect to laugh so beautifully, as if everything around him was bright and splendid.

"Okay, if you don't like going out to eat or cooking, I'll do it for you."

Huang Qing danced stunned, there is such a thing?

"You... don't you have to go to work?"

"I have a family business. I arrange meetings every month. On weekdays, there are video conferences and signing documents. Some of them will be sent to me."

Huang Qingwu nodded his head. This man also seemed to be a wealthy young man. His temperament was different.

After Han Yichu left, Huang Qingwu's life returned to peace again.

On this day, she rested early, got up early the next day, went to the crew to see He Lianheng, and started shooting the script normally, and she followed up.

Fearing that Huang Qingwu would not adapt in the crew, He Lianheng would take care of her, accompany her, and explain some things.

Huang Qingwu felt that He Lianheng was also really good, very attentive and completely a gentleman.

Huang Qingwu had a very good impression of him, and the two of them talked about the script, but no one was the same.

She was filming with the crew at this time, as if she was distracted from places of interest.

This morning, someone took a large bouquet and went to her to sign her.

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