Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Ok? This familiar taste? Isn't it? What a coincidence?

Ruan Xihe turned around, and really faced the man's enchanting face.

She was still hesitating whether to meet her fake husband, Gu Zhuzi came over naturally to embrace her soft waist, and even rubbed it ambiguously.

Everyone looked at him in amazement.

"This is my wife Ruan Xi and Miss."

Ruan Xihe:......? ? ? ?

Everyone:......? ? ? ?

Walker Hua looked at Ruan Xihe very hurt.

After a long conversation, everyone seemed to be very interested in Gu Zhuzi's relationship.

"I don't know if you are married." The tycoon was a little embarrassed. He also saw the beauty of the little girl. It happened that his son was also single. Then he started to introduce him. He didn't expect that he was already someone else's wife. It was so embarrassing. .

"We got married very early, but it hasn't been announced." When he looked at Ruan Xihe and smiled softly with champagne, who would not think that Gu Zhuzi had deep roots in this woman.

If it weren't for Ruan Xihe to know that Gu Zhuzi was a vixen with a profound knowledge of ten thousand years, just this affectionate money, the only appearance of you, would not have to be confused.

"I really envy them, they are all young and beautiful, and they are good-matched." Foreigners have always disliked self-effacement, and they speak mostly unrestrained and enthusiastic, and they are not stingy with their own compliments.

"You flatter me."

"Ms. Ruan is still a high-achieving student at the Buddhist School of Business. This is for Mr. Gu to be a good internal assistant before graduation."

"Yeah, my husband is busy, so I want to share the burden with him." Ruan Xihe also acted differently. Just now I was shocked because Gu Zhuzi didn't play the cards according to common sense, and now he has taken over the role. What's more taboo.

With a smile hidden in Gu Zhuzi's eyes, this little liar was indeed quite bluff when he was serious.

When he finished talking here, he was about to take people elsewhere, but Ruan Xihe grabbed his sleeves: "Husband, I came with the professor, me."

Before he finished speaking, the old professor immediately said: "With Mr. Gu taking you, he must be better than me, Ruan, your husband is a great talented investor."

Ruan Xihe:......

Gu Zhuzi laughed at everyone. He seemed to be naturally optimistic. If he deliberately acted, probably no one would feel sick to him.

This is the case now.

"Thanks for your care, then I will take my wife first."

"Of course, Mr. Gu, please." The professor admired such a young man very much. He didn't expect Ruan Hui to be Mr. Gu's wife.

Ruan Xihe originally thought that Gu Zhuzi just wanted her to be a vase, but he didn't expect that he would introduce her seriously to others as his wife and a graduate student at the Business School of Buddhism University.

Although Ruan Xihe doesn't need this kind of display opportunity, his approach is really comfortable.

The eyes of Xiao Mi, who was around the other party's wealthy businessman, stuck to Gu Zhuzi's body, and couldn't pull it off. Ruan Xihe also learned from everyone's conversation that Gu Zhuziming's heavy identity-the little god.

Manipulating stocks is very powerful.

When talking about the case of the Thames Group, the wealthy businessman admired it very much. Both the Thames Group and Adam Holdings were listed companies that lifted heavyweights. When the two started up, everyone thought Adam Holdings was going to die. It's so beautiful.

I had never seen such a quick and quasi-relenting counterattack, and I was completely crushed to death in one fell swoop.

Ruan Xihe listened to the wealthy businessmen's strong admiration for Adam Holdings, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

"What do you think of Ruan?" The foreign uncle was interested and wanted to hear Ruan Xihe's opinion.

The little girl did not show her timidity at all: "Doing business must pay attention to honesty and bottom-line. Companies that use that kind of tricks have no pattern. Moreover, the financial deficit of the Thames Group in recent years has indeed been declining. This A business war just advanced his decline by a few years."

It’s not surprising that a little girl knew so much and thought it was Gu Zhuzi who told her that there was nothing sluggish in the conversation between the two parties. She knew a lot. After coming and going, the eyes of the rich businessman when looking at Ruan Xihe changed. This little girl is amazing.

But when Gu Zhuzi looked at her, he took a few minutes to explore.

The night view of this hotel is very good. The organizer has taken over the entire hotel today. She felt bored, so she went out halfway.

Gu Zhuzi was originally chatting with others, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of her walking outside, and said apologetics, and followed him.

Ruan Xihe leaned on the Roman column, his eyes fell on the flowers in the courtyard.

The red dress lined her up beautifully, like a delicate and beautiful rose that was just right in her life.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just come out and breathe." Her face was almost stiff with a smile inside.

Gu Zhuzi walked forward with a chuckle, and lightly scratched the tip of her nose: "You will do more business in the future. It will be this kind of scene. You have to get used to being a high-achieving student."

"Which school did you graduate from?"

"Cornell."

"It's also an Ivy League college."

"Yes."

"The capital city."

Suddenly, Gu Zhuzi's ears moved, but he didn't speak, but his eyes became a little bit obscure. He suddenly stepped forward, and his toes touched hers.

When Ruan Xihe raised his head, his eyes were bright, the night was blurred, his shoulders, neck and collarbone were drawn with beautiful lines, and his hands were pressed against him uncomfortably: "What are you doing."

Gu Zhuzi didn't answer, he put one hand on her waist, the other pinched her chin, and gently rubbed her lower lip with his fingers, and the noses of the two touched each other.

"Gu, Gu Zhu, Zi, you, you."

Fingers crumpled his shirt at the front.

He turned a deaf ear to his ears, his fingertips pressed against her little tongue, and the tip of his nose lingered gently on her ears, sniffing lightly, and the sound of his breathing was also hot and scorching: "Goodbye."