Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

Angry?

  Han Xiaoye has never been a stubborn person. She is stubborn and stubborn, but when she is not stubborn, she is especially able to bend and stretch. When it's time to be soft, she's never hard.

   Now she felt that the man beside her was going to get angry, she blinked immediately, although she didn't have a good attitude, but it made people think she knew something was wrong, "Quan Ronglian, I'm too cold."

   The cunning in her eyes was about to overflow.

  I knew she was deliberately diverting the topic, but the cold-faced man stood up angrily and walked out without saying a word.

  Three minutes later, a thin blanket was placed over her head.

   At about the same time, the headlight in the center of the Great Hall went out, and a beam of light hit the stage.

  Han Xiaoye quickly hung the blanket on his head and dressed himself up as an Arab woman. After confirming that the camera couldn't capture the face, I was relieved to watch the show.

   Less than half an hour later, she couldn't help yawning.

  The stage is very beautiful, and the actors are in place. The problem is that these shows are also a bit positive.

   It's not about praising the motherland, it's praising the party, and no matter how bad it is, it's a good life now... The three-pointed view is completely unsuitable for a grass-roots like her.

   The only thing that looks good is the dance class.

   It is worthy of being a military art troupe. The movements are uniform, and even the height of the legs is exactly the same.

   When I looked at it in a row, I thought it was a person jumping.

   At the end of each program, there will be uniform applause in the Great Hall.

  Han Xiaoye is not good at being special.

   When everyone applauded, she applauded. Everyone drums hard, and she drums vigorously.

   After a while, the palm of his hand turned crimson.

"Okay!"

  The program on the stage didn't know what to say, Yishuier applauded. Originally, she was taking the opportunity to doze off, but the dozing almost woke her up.

   Suddenly, a masculine scent of rosemary approached her, and Han Xiaoye leaned back on the chair defensively. The back of her head was buckled, and the man's hot breath fell on her neck.

  What does he want? !

  Han Xiaoye Han Mao stood up.

   When she was hesitating whether to scream or not, the man's thumb rubbed the corner of her mouth, and she was particularly disgusted, "Han Xiaoye, are you still a woman? The saliva came out from watching a show."

  Boom!

   Her face was flushed, she wanted to refute it, but it was hard to say that she wanted to doze off. Don't refute it, I feel frustrated again.

   Just when she had to get up and down, the hand on the back of her head pressed hard, and her head rested on a solid shoulder.

   "Sleep."

  Although it is still in a condescending tone, but I don't know why, it makes people feel like a special man and very reliable.

  Han Xiaoye really couldn't hold back his sleepiness.

   Her eyelids were fighting, and the music on the stage sounded like hypnosis in her ears. The little baby who sang all the way, go to sleep, the night has fallen...

   I don't know how long I slept, when my phone suddenly vibrated.

   She immediately opened her eyes and took out her phone. The three words in uppercase and bolder on the caller ID - Fu face paralysis!

  Fu Zhiyan called!

  Han Xiaoye suddenly stood up and said hastily, "I'm going to the toilet."

   Without waiting for Quan Ronglian to agree, she ran out in a hurry.

  C City's Great Hall is concave, and there are three large halls alone. It was the first time that Han Xiaoye came here, and after searching for a long time, he couldn't find where the toilet was.

   The phone is still vibrating.

Every time    trembled, the apex of her heart also trembled.

no solution anymore!

   She trotted to the corner of the stairs and answered the phone, "Hello, little uncle." In order to hide her nervousness, she deliberately raised her tone to make herself appear cheerful.

   "It's eight o'clock, where are you?" Fu Zhiyan was still the same as always...no ups and downs.

  Han Xiaoye dared not say that he was in the company because she was afraid that Fu Zhiyan would be downstairs in the company.

   But she dared not say that she was in City C with Quan Ronglian. If she said it intuitively, Fu Zhiyan would definitely be furious.

"I'm here with Rarity." She became anxious, "Isn't it about to start school? I made an appointment with Rarity to remediate homework, and I still have a lot of problems for winter vacation homework. So I may not be able to come back tonight. Uncle, please help I told Aunt Feng and the others, so they don't have to wait for me to eat."

"Yep."

   is low and pleasant, the point is that there is nothing out of the ordinary.

  Han Xiaoye breathed a sigh of relief, everyone felt more relaxed, and she couldn't help thinking of Quan Ronglian's question before, she suddenly said, "Little uncle."

"Yep?"

   "I love you." Her heart was beating fast.

  “…”

  On the other end of the phone, there was only the sound of breathing. If the numbers on the screen were not beating, Han Xiaoye would have thought he had hung up.

   "Fu Zhiyan, I love you." She said it again, and then asked cautiously, "Do you love me?"

   He likes her, but does he love her?

  Although she doesn't understand what love is, she feels that she loves him. So desperate for him to love her too.

   "...What's the voice over there?" After waiting for a long time, the man asked indifferently.

  Because no toilet was found, the sound insulation of the corners of the stairs was not good, and the sound of the program in the synagogue could be vaguely heard. It is estimated that she is singing, and the sound is particularly loud.

  Han Xiaoye's heart suddenly lifted, she stammered, "Rarui and I are watching... watching TV."

   "What TV?"

   "Singing program, like..."

   "What is it?"

   "I didn't notice it just now. It should be a program like singing about the motherland. I just watched it when I had nothing to do."

   "Does it look good?"

"I think it's normal. It's just a few people singing and dancing in the scene, but none of the stars can be recognized." Han Xiaoye didn't dare to talk to him any more, and hurriedly said, "Little uncle, Rui Rui's mother asked us to have dinner. Yes, I'm hanging up. See you tomorrow, boo!"

   "See you tomorrow." The man's voice was elegant and pleasant.

   She hung up the phone and almost slipped on the ground with her weak legs.

   It should have been… it should have been undiscovered just now, right?

correct.

  Rarity!

  Han Xiaoye hurriedly called Suri, and after agreeing with Suri, she was completely relieved.

  …

   As Han Xiaoye guessed, Fu Zhiyan called Suri after a while.

   On the other end of the phone, Suri did as she said, saying that they would do their homework together and that Han Xiaoye would sleep with her tonight.

  In the private room of the bar, the noble man shook the XO in his hand, Dan Fengyan raised his eyes slightly and suddenly asked, "I heard that you were watching the economic news just now and saw the latest acquisition of CT Entertainment?"

  Suri was stunned for a moment, and said vaguely, "I didn't pay attention to it just now. Maybe... Maybe there is a CT acquisition case? I'll ask Ono later."

   "No, I'm just asking casually. You should review your homework, Ono will trouble you."

  Suri was shocked, "Okay, okay."