The Anarchic Consort

"There is one more thing?" White Master couldn't think of what would happen, and his brow wrinkled. "What's the matter?"

"Sorry, Grandpa Bai, I want to delay you for a little time. I want to say something later." He Lian Qing Chen laughed: "Before I want to ask Miss Gu, why did you recognize me?" What will be sent to Ajiu will be worthless?"

Master Gu couldn’t sit still at this time, glaring at the leading cane on his hand and looking at the fear of his granddaughter.

Fortunately, Gu Rou responded quickly. The finger was still very tight at the moment. The next moment, her face showed a warm and charming smile. The long skirt swayed like an angel, and her face was full of sincerity: "You misunderstood, I didn't mean that, but Ah Ji just told us that she wanted to send her little brother a lighter, so I thought you were giving them these gadgets. After all, she was a child and she was not well off. "

Having said that, she looks at Ajiu in a beautiful way: "Ajiu, you said something to your soft sister. Have you just said that you want to send your little brother a lighter? If you don't talk, your friend will misunderstand. Sister Sister."

"misunderstanding?"

Don't wait for anyone to react.

On the hundred miles, the body of the evil spirits moved, and the corner of his mouth smiled violently. He looked at Gurou with a low voice. The beautiful face of the beautiful woman wrote the words bloodthirsty clearly: "I see you misunderstood, Who told you that Ah Ji is not arrogant?"

Looking at his expression, Gu Rou was shocked, but the thin lips were biting. The look of forbearance made people look sad and couldn’t help but feel pity: "Forget it, since Ah Ji does not want to say, then I have to be myself. A few words have been argued. In fact, Ah Jiu is not a white family."

Gu Rou’s sentence is exported.

Everyone's reaction is different.

Especially Bai Zhun.

His knife-like light suddenly shot toward Gu Rou, and the sound was cold to the extreme: "Who said that Ah Ji is not a white family!"

"White quasi." Gurou's long skirt swayed, his face was very wronged: "When things get to this step, do you still have to ignore the mind of Ah Jiu? She has always treated herself as an outsider, so spending money also costs Careful, after all, came from the mountains. Entering a family like Baijia, on some levels, may be a burden for her. She should be suitable for a simpler and more free living environment, perhaps the environment is bitter. It’s a little bit poor, but that’s for her.”

He Lian Qing Chen heard this, and smiled coldly: "What do you mean by saying that you want to say that Ah Jiu is not good enough to buy something that is expensive?"

"I don't want to emphasize this point." Gu Rou hangs his head: "I don't want to uncover the things of Aji in public, but if I don't say it, Ah Ji will not open it, and misunderstanding will always exist."

Gu Ru, who said these words, is like a helpless statementer.

Those who have listened to her words will almost decide that the gift from Ajiu is not worth the money, and she has nothing to do with her own. It is entirely because Ah Jiu’s birth is there...

however……

"It seems that there is a misunderstanding."

This sentence is not what Helian said. When the sound is heard, it is accompanied by a beep of locomotives.

So at that moment, people subconsciously went back and looked for the source of the sound.

I saw the entrance, the mottled light formed, and a handsome and handsome figure came in, gradually revealing the clear face, the maroon long curly hair waisted down, her left hand still has a pure black The helmet, behind it, is a locomotive that is in full swing.

There is still a person standing next to the locomotive, which is different from Helen Weiwei.

His existence is like proving what is called a blood-sucking aristocracy.

His beauty is self-evident.

The man can produce light almost by itself, a silver-gray broken hair, with a face that can't be seen at all, the smooth curve drawn by the chin, the almost enchanting of the extravagant.

Even his fingers are not clean, and wrapped in pure black gloves along the lines, it really makes people think of the ancient son Yan Ruyu who was described by the ancient people when describing the children of the family.

Such a man, not who can be a bachelor?

The two people, who are best known as the best match, walked to the center of the hall and stood on the left and right sides of Ajiu.

The scene immediately set off for a while.

Almost everyone looks at them like the eyes of the great gods.

If it weren’t for the Bailijiajue, it’s been a long time in the past.

Who will take care of the family in the business circle?

Jue Micro Group is always a miracle of the business world.

Even its protagonist does not appear.

It still stands there, symbolizing the top of the pyramid.

In fact, the influence of the Baili family has not been weak, but it has been hidden.

"Day, that is the founder of Jue Wei Group? I didn't expect him to come!"

"White House is really amazing. I heard that this lord always attended this banquet."

"And his wife is also unfathomable. What is the wind blowing today? Are they all in place?"

When people in the hall talked about it, when they were excited.

After Bai Zhuan saw the face of Bai Lijiajue, the dark scorpion suddenly smashed.

It's him!

The mysterious man he had seen in the sorghum?

As if I noticed the gaze from the juvenile, the eyes of Bai Lijia were stunned, and the light was indifferent.

White quasi-finger licked.

It is indeed him.

And... he still remembers himself.

Bai Zhuan did not think that the mysterious person he met on the mountain would be the man who was known as a business legend.

And Ah Jiu, the little tiger face at this time has completely stayed.

It was so white that the white cat on the head looked at the scene with the round eyes of almonds.

She never dreamed of seeing her father and mother.

The two brothers appeared in front of her at the same time. She is already very happy and happy, because it is only when she is dreaming.

But now, Ajiu’s face is small, and he looks at the Bailijiajue and Helianweiwei in front of him.

She always felt that the dreams all came true.

Too excited, what should I do?

Ah Ji thought of this, but he was biased towards his own small head.

I really want to vent people.

Or lie on the bed and roll two laps!

It seems that no matter how long it is, when Ah Ji is excited, the expression is very direct and overbearing. It is either a monk or a circle, and it is the same now.

Only the situation is not allowed, otherwise she has already turned to a set of Shaolin boxing method, or turned around with Helen Weiwei.

To the reader: September 3, 11:00, the first.