The Untouchable President

When Mela went downstairs, she had already changed her beautiful red dress with a delicate makeup. She has a hot body and she is confident.

"Dad, Mom, I will go out first."

Mela happily carried the bag out, and all the way, she was happy and crazy.

This opportunity, she waited too long.

Mela accelerated all the way to the door of a coffee shop in the city center. She was in the car and looked at her mirror several times to check her own feelings. Every detail was perfect.

Mela made up a lipstick and pushed the door off the bus. She saw two young men on the street handing her amazement to her, and her mouth immediately bent.

Of course, she has a lot of confidence in her appearance.

Mela went to the box where Xiang Qingyu was, and the waiter knocked on the door and greeted her.

Mela walked in. When she saw the coffee shop, in addition to Xiang Qingyi, when another person was there, she immediately shocked for a few seconds. How was the thin cold?

Isn't this a private date with her?

"Uncle Xiang, Qing Xiao Ge, you are all there!"

Mela sat down with a smile.

Xiang Bohan slammed her head and held the coffee cup. The elegant product was paid for. The handsome face of Xiang Qingyi was once tight. The incident made by Mei La last night made him suppress the anger.

"Qing Xiao Ge, are you asking me to come out and have something?"

Mela was very lost. She had to put away the feeling of wanting a date, and the atmosphere in the box made her feel a depression.

"Meila, I am coming out with you today, I hope you will take the initiative to admit your own mistakes and explain all your panic."

Xiang Qing’s gaze is like a blade, sharply staring at the opposite of Mela.

Mela’s heart was immediately tightened, and some guilty smiles, “I don’t know what you are talking about! I never panic!”

"I have had a relationship with you, you know best, even if I am amnesia, but my feelings will not change, I have no intimacy with you at all."

Xiang Qing’s fist on the table is tight, and the sound line is more determined.

Mela’s gaze was slight, and she immediately understood that the original item was called her, not a date, but a teacher who asked for sin. Didn’t he believe what she said?

"I didn't panic, swearing brother, you believe me, we really have to be together, really, I didn't lie to you."

Mela looked seriously and refused to admit that she was panicking.

"You said that we spent the night in the hotel that night?"

"Hmm!"

Mela nodded.

"On the day of my grandfather's birthday party?"

"Yes, that night, I will never forget that night."

Mela is estimated to be ashamed of squatting.

"Meila, it’s a price to pay attention to panic."

The item on the side is low and cold.

"Uncle Xiang, I didn't panic."

Mela turned her head and explained nothing.

"I was in the hotel that day. I was in the early hours of the morning. I was in the door of my engine. I was worried that he had drunk too much. I remember that night, you were not in the room."

Mela’s eyes were flustered and she explained, “Maybe I... I’m on the balcony, or in the bathroom...” “I have a 50% stake in that hotel, the hotel has recorded two years ago. Save the record, Miss Mela, need me to turn out the record that night?"

The item was cold and unrelentingly dismantled her panic.

Nothing is more powerful than actual evidence.

After Mela finished listening, the whole face was red and bloody, as if she had been silently fanned, because her panic was not broken.

She was busy looking at Xiang Qingyu, and she was so anxious that her tears were spinning in her eyes. "I...I don't mean to panic, I am a brother, I am too fond of you, I want to be with you, I am sorry..." Pulling and saying, while crying, the bitterness of the drama is unpredictable.

Looking straight into the project, Uncle and Uncle are feeling speechless. Xiang Qingyi has lost his memory to the present and has never hated a person so much. Now, he really hates to see this girl at a glance.

"Meila, according to the relationship between our two, I can not pursue your fault this time, but don't let me see you again in the future."

After that, Xiang Qingqi stood up, and the thin thin cold also gracefully got up and finished the whole suit. He leaned toward Mei. "It is true that you like someone, but you use the wrong means, which is counterproductive. Don't do it again in the future. ”

After that, the two uncles left.

Leaving Mela alone shy in the box, she wants to die in her heart, did not expect her own panic, was so easily removed, just now she re-feel the evil spirits of Xiang Qing.

This time she was a self-moving stone and smashed her own feet. If she didn't panic at first, maybe it was not the end.

Now, she has no room to recover.

In the parking lot outside, Xiang Qingyu’s pilgrimage to the cold road, “Little Uncle, I went to the jewelry store.”

"Okay, go! I will go see the guests."

Xiang Han nodded.

Xiang Qingyu naturally chose to give a gift to Jiang Weiwei. These days, because of Mela, she was overwhelmed.

Mela didn't come out of the cafe for a while. She looked gray and had no confidence when she came.

Xiang Qing chose a piece of jewelry and rushed back to the house. He quietly took it upstairs.

Jiang Weiwei’s mood is good today, and his inspiration is enough. His design manuscript has gradually completed more than a dozen.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. She thought it was the servant who sent the coffee in. She should have said, "Come in!"

The door opened, but she heard a steady footsteps coming in. She looked up and looked at it. She saw Xiang Qingqi walked in with one hand, and the smile in his eyes showed that he was in a good mood at the moment.

"Have you met Melaie?"

Jiang Weiwei asked.

"I have seen it, there is a little uncle, she is too shy to lift her head, and no face to see me."

Xiang Qingyi reported the results of this incident.

As a woman, Jiang Weiwei feels ashamed of being dismissed by her panic. She hopes that Mela will not come to life again.

"What are you doing with your hands?"

Jiang Weiwei saw him from the door to the present, his left hand was always behind him, as if hiding something.

"you guess."

"Is there a prize?"

"Yes! Guess it!"

Xiang Qingyu was low and sounded.

Jiang Weiwei did not smell the flowers, so it is not a flower, and the probability that a man gives a woman a gift is probably like jewelry! "It's jewelry."

Jiang Weiwei guessed.

“Yes, what reward do you want?”

Xiang Qingxiao smiled.

Jiang Weiwei stood up and walked towards him. Thinking about what to reward, she saw the man in front of her arm. She hadn’t reacted before, and he lightly burned it on her red lips.

Jiang Weiwei immediately stunned, and the face was red, who said she wanted this reward?

However, she did not protest, a delicate red velvet box was handed to her eyes, she was immediately bought by the jewelry, bent lips and smiled, look at the gift, let him be thin!