Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   Carrying a pregnancy test stick in his pocket, Han Xiaoye has the feeling that Dong Cunrui is carrying a dynamite bag.

   Finally got to the downstairs of the dormitory, she couldn't wait to go upstairs to see it.

   Suddenly.

   Someone stopped her from behind, "Han Xiaoye, let's talk."

  Talk about cotton! She wants to see pregnancy test sticks now! As anxious as a cat scratching, Han Xiaoye turned his head, "Ji Shuya?"

   Ji Shuya wore a high-waisted suit today, and she looked thinner, as if it could be blown over when the wind blew.

She was walking on red ten-inch high heels, and even though she was heavily powdered, she couldn't hide the dark circles under her eyes, "It's me. I have something important to talk to you about. Is it convenient for me to find a quiet place to drink water? ?"

   "Inconvenient." No pause at all.

   Ji Shuya choked, her face sank, her gentle and elegant image changed, her eyes gloomy, "I advise you to talk to me, or you will regret it."

   There are many things she regrets, and it's really not bad for one or two!

  Han Xiaoye grinned, and just wanted to push her back. Then I heard Ji Shuya continue to point out, "I heard that you have a boyfriend who has been dating, right?"

Han Xiaoye's heart skipped a beat, and he tried to calm down, "When did Aunt Ji change her career to be a paparazzi? I have too many boyfriends, Ye Chen is my boyfriend, Qin Fang is my boyfriend, and Liu Tao, Wang Shu... I'll see who else is." She turned her fingers and said several classmates' names, then shrugged her shoulders innocently, "Aunt Ji, which boyfriend are you talking about?"

"Han Xiaoye, don't play stupid with me, I know who your boyfriend is." She squinted her almond eyes, like a poisonous snake, "You don't have to talk to me, the choice is yours. But the rest is up to you. What to do, the choice is up to me."

   "Where to talk?"

  …

   Ji Shuya chose a roadside cafe and ordered two cups of Nanshan leisurely.

  Han Xiaoye was more leisurely than her and ordered a cake.

  Chairman Mao said that fighting and fighting is nothing more than a sentence: the enemy advances, we retreat, the enemy is stationed, we disturb, the enemy is tired, we fight, and the enemy retreats, we pursue.

   When the enemy is not moving, you must not move.

   Ji Shuya drank coffee elegantly, but she didn't care about her image and poked her cake in chunks. Finally, Ji Shuya couldn't bear it anymore, she put down her coffee cup and said, "Han Xiaoye, your boyfriend is your uncle, right?"

   When she said the three words little uncle, she bit her very hard.

   He stared at the girl opposite for a moment, refusing to miss any of her expressions. The eyes were extremely cloudy, and the calculations flashed by. His right hand unconsciously touched the handbag next to him.

  In the red LV handbag, there is a voice recorder lying quietly at the moment, which has been opened.

   She was waiting, waiting for Han Xiaoye to admit that he messed up.

   Once she admits it, she has absolute evidence, whether it is to hand over the recording to the Fu family, make a deal with Fu Zhiyan, or expose it. It's all trump cards in her hands.

  Han Xiaoye swallowed the cake in one gulp, picked up the coffee, and drank half of the cup directly, suppressing the sweetness in his mouth. The unexpected answer, "No."

   She didn't even admit it!

   Ji Shuya became excited, "You lie! Do you dare to swear that you are not with your little uncle?"

Han Xiaoye was much calmer than her, and spread his hands, "First of all, why should I swear. If you make me swear, I will swear, if you make me eat shi, I have to eat shi. Second, even if I swear, I will swear. Well, it's not right, it's not right after I swear it? Finally, if Aunt Ji wants to tell me these nonsense guesses, I advise you to go home and put on a few more masks, just as the wind blows , the powder almost fell into my coffee. Others saved dandruff for a year, just for the snow. Aunt Ji used a year of powder to build a loess **** on her face. Performance art. "

  Fu Zhiyan was not her boyfriend, but her husband?

  She didn't lie.

   "You—" Ji Shuya knew that she had a strong mouth, and had seen it before, but she was still swept up in her qi and blood, and almost broke her power.

   She resisted the urge to slap the table and roar, her sharp fingernails digging into the flesh, her eyes narrowed slightly, "Don't think that you will believe me if you deny it. I see it."

"……"What's the meaning?

   "I was in the president's office that day, and I was outside."

   Han Xiaoye was blown up. She and Fu Zhiyan were in the office that day, so what were they doing, they were still at the desk, and at that time, Ji Shuya was watching outside?

   She couldn't face it anymore.

  It is one thing to do it, and it is another thing to be seen by people on the scene.

   And, most importantly—Didn’t Ji Shuya see Fu Zhiyan’s naked body!

Depend on!

   His own man was all seen, and Han Xiaoye instantly had the urge to run away. She lost half of her life after chasing, and she finally fell down. I only watched it a few times. Why should Ji Shuya swindle her welfare? Shame or shame!

   Ji Shuya still didn't know that Han Xiaoye's thoughts had wandered off, running towards Huang-Rao without turning back. She raised her chin and continued, "Leaving your little uncle, I can act like nothing ever happened. How?"

   "Assuming, what you said is true, I'll say it's hypothetical first. If I don't leave, what can you do to me?" Han Xiaoye was really curious.

   Ji Shuya picked up the coffee cup and took a sip gracefully. Under her gaze, she smiled tenderly, "I can't do anything to you, you're just a tile, it's useless if I break you, maybe I'll scratch myself. But brother Zhiyan is different. , His identity and status are destined to be watched by everyone. You said, if it is exposed - referring to your little niece, what will the public say about him? Especially, you are still 9 years apart. Like young girls? Or, more Thriller titles like..."

   She put down the coffee cup, the bottom of the cup collided with the saucer, making a crisp sound, "Incest."

  Han Xiaoye didn't expect her to be so shameless, and the smirk on her face was put away.

"I think the media will like this news very much, and will be happy to report it. In the legend, Master Fu of Ruishi, who is aloof and not close to women, rarely finds such news. You say that once this kind of news comes out, even if the Fu family finally The public opinion has been suppressed, is it possible for Brother Zhiyan to get involved in politics or the military in this life? Don't you like him? Do you have the heart to see his bright future ruined for you?"

   For such a young girl, it is useless to threaten her. If you want to start, you have to start with the love they think they are. She didn't believe it, so Han Xiaoye could still pretend to be calm with her!