Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   "Heh, university." Quan Ronglian raised her chin, "Little loach, look at the eyes and tell me that Fu Zhiyan loves you. He loves you so much that he can withstand the pressure of public opinion for you."

  “…”

   "Speak." Quan Ronglian's blue diamond earrings on her left ear are flickering with sharp edges and corners!

  Han Xiaoye subconsciously avoided his eyes, "That's our business, why should I tell you."

Quan Ronglian smiled, sarcastically, and said coldly, "Fu Zhiyan is no longer the kind of man you can control. With your wild cat-like character, you probably won't even be able to touch his thoughts. Don't work all day long. Do you know why everyone in Rui City is afraid of him? Because when Fu Zhiyan gets ruthless, killing a man is like killing an ant. You can't control him."

   "It's like I can control you." Han Xiaoye countered.

   "You can control it." Quan Ronglian raised her peach eyes slightly, and the tail of her eyes was like a flapping butterfly, arrogant and demonic, "Because Lord is willing to let you control it."

  He-damn he was really happy. Putting it in the past, which one around him is not a breast~big~ fart. The stock is upturned, the plate is bright and smooth, and the character is docile. How could he be planted in the hands of a hooligan with his teeth and claws?

   The point is, this little hooligan also keeps saying that he hates him.

Ah.

   And he actually told her in the cold wind on a big winter evening, come and ride me.

   Quan Ronglian clasped her head with her injured hand and held her in her arms. Jieao calmly said, "Han Xiaoye, you don't mind if you like Fu Zhiyan temporarily. My brother still lacks a sister-in-law, how about you think about it? With your grandfather, whatever Fu Zhiyan can give you, your grandfather can give you. What he can't give, Master can give it to you."

   "I just want him to love me, can you afford it?" Han Xiaoye replied without thinking.

   Quan Ronglian's pupils instantly shrank into needle-pointed wheat awns, and she squeezed out a few words, "Sometimes I really want to strangle you!" So as not to let him trample his self-esteem and his sincerity again and again.

His eyes were so scary, Han Xiaoye shrank his neck, trying to make himself look more assertive, "You can give me anything you say, I just want Fu Zhiyan. You can give me anything else, and I will too. Not interested."

   "He doesn't even dare to admit that you are his woman, what's so good about him?"

  Han Xiaoye raised his head, especially heartless, "The 6 billion people in the world, why do you have to toss me?"

   There are a lot of people who are prettier than her, fitter than her, smarter than her, and more interesting than her. How could she let him torture her with energy!

   Quan Ronglian was silent for a long time.

   After a long time, Han Xiaoye couldn't help shivering from the cold, so cold that she thought he wasn't going to answer.

finally--

   "Because my grandfather has a crush on you. The woman that my grandfather sees must be my grandfather's woman who is alive! If you die, you must be buried in the grandfather's ancestral grave!"

  …

   Quan Ronglian came to City C not to play, but to participate in a large-scale performance held by the military region.

The venue for the    performance was a branch hall of the military region, and Han Xiaoye was dragged in and threatened.

  As soon as he entered the synagogue, Han Xiaoye opened his eyes. The assembly hall, which can accommodate 2,000 people, was full of people in military uniforms, and she was dazzled by what three stars and two bars and one star and one bar.

   As a standard petty citizen, she has only seen this kind of battle on TV. Suddenly one day she became one of them, and she didn't know how to put her hands and feet away.

  Although there were more than 1,000 people in the Great Hall, it was not noisy.

   Almost all of them sat upright in their seats, looking at the front seriously. If there were no farts on the stage in front of him, Han Xiaoye would have mistakenly thought that there was something important about people's livelihood on it.

   There were dozens of cameras in the last row and in the corridor, Han Xiaoye tugged the sleeves of the man in front.

"what happened again?"

   Ever since she said harsh words before, Quan Ronglian has been unhappy. He was so upset that everyone could see that he was in a bad mood.

  Han Xiaoye was also holding back his anger, seeing the man act like that. But she still endured it. In the solemn atmosphere, she couldn't help but lowered her voice, "Ah, Quan Ronglian, have you seen the camera? Where is this camera? Will it be on TV?"

   "Military region, CCTV, some local TV stations."

   "CCTV?!"

  Han Xiaoye took a deep breath.

   "Then will they be filmed and broadcast?"

   "What do you think?" Quan Ronglian asked impatiently.

   Will it be broadcast after filming? Why did she stop asking stupidly. Is it hard to keep masturbating if you don't broadcast?

  Han Xiaoye immediately went back, "No, I won't accompany you if you want to be on TV." What if Fu Zhiyan sees it and wants to break up with her? He has warned her many times not to approach Quan Ronglian.

   The back of the collar was picked up.

  Han Xiaoye shouted, "Quan Ronglian, let go!"

   She hurriedly covered her exposed belly, which was extremely embarrassing.

   Many people heard the movement here and looked over.

  Han Xiaoye wanted to tear his face off and hide it in his bag.

   But the man who carried her was indifferent, as if he couldn't see those inquiring eyes, he walked forward on his own way.

   In a military uniform, his thin black deep V sweater and flip flops were out of place.

   The light hit his deep side face, outlining a tough arc. Cold eyes are sharp, rebellious!

   "Quan...Ronglian...Hey, I'll walk on my own." Han Xiaoye struggled and took a step back.

"no."

  Damn, was ruthlessly rejected!

   "Why!"

   "You are too troublesome." The handsome man glanced back at her and threatened, "Little Loach, if you talk nonsense again, I will carry you to your place."

   - Carry it to the position!

   Han Xiaoye glanced at the cameras around him, and swallowed all his protests.

   went all the way to the first ten rows, before Quan Ronglian stopped, let go of the hand holding her collar, and commanded lazily, "Come in, number 18. Number 19. You can take a seat at random."

   Several people had already come in the tenth row. Han Xiaoye squeezed in on tiptoe and found No. 18 and No. 19 in the middle. She decisively chose No. 19.

   Suddenly, she felt that there was a gaze watching her in front of the writing, frowning, and seemed to be very unhappy.

   She raised her head and looked over.

   As a result, only a row of heads was seen.

  Han Xiaoye patted his forehead, feeling a little depressed. Could it be that she was delusional?

   "Why are you in a daze?" Quan Ronglian sat next to her at some point, and turned her head to ask her.

  Han Xiaoye rolled his eyes and choked, "It's none of your business."

   Quan Ronglian's rosy thin lips pursed into a straight line, her peach blossom eyes flashed a hint of danger, "You say it again."