The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

What a joke!

There are dozens of paintings in the art exhibition today, and there are few tens of millions in total!

Su Xiaomo was surprised, "What do you buy so many paintings for?"

"Take it home and tear it up for Xiao Chuchu." He Jiayu said indifferently.

Shang Guanqing pointed and pointed at him: "You you you ... you pretend to be forced!"

"SO?" He Jiayu raised an eyebrow. "I spend my money. What matters to you?"

Su Xiaomo felt his legs were a little soft.

Ahhhh! I really want to kneel to He Meiren!

It ’s too arrogant and leaky!

Jia Yu, you are one meter eight today!

The staff came over holding the POS machine and swiped the card inconceivably. The whole person was floating when they left.

Wow ... Someone really touches 10 million!

Shang Guanqing was humiliated and speechless, flushed for a while and glared at Su Xiaomo: "If you want, I can buy it for you!"

"Hehe." He Jiayu laughed. "Okay, then I'll sell it to you, do you want it?"

Shang Guanqing suddenly died down.

Where did he get so much money for a while?

"Since you know that she is a married woman, no matter what the past is like, at least for now, you should respect her choice." He Jiayu looked down at her watch, "Let's go, wife."

Su Xiaomo held him, Shang Guanqing opened her mouth, and she wanted to say that she gestured to wipe her neck: "Don't you dare to speak and try!"

Shang Guanqing closed her mouth with counseling.

When the two men left the gallery, he touched his face, only to feel that he was hitting very loudly.

Useless, really special is too easy!

The staff on the side were still smirking: "God ... this month's commission is enough for my ten-year salary ..."

Shang Guanqing scolded: "It's a lot of money! At first glance, it's a personal stupid money upstart! Huh!"

The staff member wondered: "You don't know him? He used to be a star. At that time, his income was tens of millions, and there were real estate and group companies under his name. ... "

Shang Guanqing felt her face hurt more.

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When he returned home, He Jiayu took Su Xiaomo to the bathroom, put the bathtub in the water, and threw people in.

"Ah-" Su Xiaomo screamed, "Cool water! The cold water you put!"

He Jiayu coughed, put the hot water back, pressed the person inside, his eyes were dark: "Say, what is the relationship between you and that man?"

Su Xiaomo stubbornly resisted: "My former friends haven't been in contact for a long time!"

He Jiayu smiled lightly, looking at a person like light wind and moonlight on the surface, his movements were unambiguous, brushing and tearing Su Xiaomo's clothes.

"Say it?"

"You ... Do you want domestic violence!" Su Xiaomo looked at him with anger, "I told you, if you dare to hit me, I will remember it forever! Don't forget, you will be old and sick in the future, decide The person who will continue your treatment or unplug the oxygen tube, but I! "

He Jiayu's molars: "It's a long-term abacus! But ... who said I'm going to hit you?"

"Ah?" Su Xiaomo was dumbfounded, but heard He Jiayu slowly say, "In the novels you usually read, don't you often have a sentence called," One | night once, one time once | night "? Uh? Try it? "

Try ...?

Still here ...? !!

Oh my god!

Su Xiaomo succumbed for a second: "I recruit! Beauty, I recruit everything!"