Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Although I knew she would definitely refuse, but listening to her say it herself, my chest still hurts!

   Quan Ronglian curled the corners of her mouth, forcibly lifted her chin, forced her to look at herself, word by word, "What if you put a fruit basket upside down?"

  “…”

   "How about ten?"

  “…”

"a hundred?"

  “…”

   "A thousand?"

  “…”

   "Ten thousand?"

  “…”

   He jumped over 100,000,000, and his rosy lips parted slightly, "10 million?"

  Han Xiaoye was shocked by his arrogance. A fruit basket is 200 yuan, and 10 million is 2 billion. 2 billion, if replaced by Chairman Mao, she can be buried!

  With contrast, there is existence. Thinking about the stingy facial paralysis in her family, she only gave her 20 yuan of pocket money a day + a bottle of Yakult for two yuan and five, and she was immediately choked up.

   What's more frustrating is that she still posted the wedding ring upside down!

   "Han Xiaoye, if you put 10 million fruit baskets upside down, do you want it?" Quan Ronglian's peach blossom eyes were gloomy and gloomy, as if there was no bottom.

   could have pretended not to understand, but Han Xiaoye didn't. She looked into his eyes earnestly, "No."

--do not want!

The word    is eloquent and savagely inserted into the heart! Quan Ronglian involuntarily folded her five fingers and made a ruthless expression, "What if I held everything I had in front of you?"

   "Quan Ronglian, I..."

   "Master doesn't want to listen to your sloppy talk. Just tell me, if you want to..." He stopped and lowered his voice, "No."

  Han Xiaoye's jaw tingled, she resisted even frowning and shook her head, "No."

   "Huh." He suddenly let go of his hand, his rose-colored lips pale, "Sure enough, being cheap is like smoking, you can't quit once you start. The more you smoke, the more addicted it becomes!"

   The familiar labor pains hit again, Quan Ronglian pursed her lips fiercely, straightened her back to support the wall, and tried her best to restrain herself, "If you don't want it, go away."

   "Quan Ronglian, are you not feeling well?" Han Xiaoye noticed something was wrong with his face and went to help him.

   Pain-white man pushed her away violently, "Go!"

  Han Xiaoye was caught off guard and almost didn't fall. She carefully covered her stomach, and the cold sweat on her forehead was frightened. In the next second, he escaped his anger, grabbed the man's neckline, and was furious, "Damn it! What are you going to do, don't you owe you a favor for leaving?"

   "Don't you owe me better?"

   "What a fart! Wait, I'll call someone for you."

   Before she let go, someone grabbed her wrist. Quan Ronglian's lips were pale, probably because it was too painful, he grabbed her hand and pressed it on her right chest.

  Han Xiaoye felt the hot skin under his palm, and through his clothes, he could feel the heart below it, hitting violently one after another.

   She wanted to retract her hand as if she had been electrocuted.

  But Quan Ronglian didn't give her a chance at all, she grabbed her wrist like iron pliers, forcibly pressed her hand to the position of her heart.

   "Don't move, just a moment."

   "..." Seeing his pale face, Han Xiaoye softened and didn't move.

   The violent twitching and colic heart seemed to be miraculously soothed, and his knotted brows loosened a little. Ten minutes later, even the white and transparent lips recovered some blood, and his tense back relaxed. Slowly letting go of the wrist that was holding her, as soon as his eyes touched the five violet finger prints on the white wrist, he suddenly narrowed his eyes!

  Han Xiaoye hides his left hand behind his back without a trace, "Are you feeling better? I'll go in if it's all right."

  He helped her stop the wine, and her wrist bones were shattered by him, and they were even.

   "Not good." Neat.

  If he can't keep her, he will never get better in his life!

Han Xiaoye glanced at his blood-colored lips, hesitated, and couldn't tell whether he was better or worse. After thinking about it, he lifted the hem of his skirt, "I'd better find someone for you, you Wait for me here for a while."

After   , she turned around quickly and walked towards the hall.

   Quan Ronglian did not keep her, quietly watched her back disappear, then took out a Marlboro from her pocket, lowered her head and lit it, leaned against the wall and waited quietly.

   Didn't wait for Han Xiaoye, but waited for Rococo who was surprised to find him.

   "Less Quan!"

   Rococo's well-dressed hair was a little messy, and he was relieved to see him. She was unfamiliar there, and she didn't know who to ask if she wanted to, and she always felt that although she was in it, she really wanted to be invisible to everyone. That kind of feeling, seemingly out of nowhere, is very depressing. She finally found Quan Ronglian, just like she found the backbone.

  Rococo trotted over, saw his pale lips smoking, his complexion changed, and he grabbed his hand, "Have you had angina again?"

"So what?" Quan Ronglian pushed her hand away without a trace, covering her face with her big hand, only revealing a pair of eyes, looked at it for a while, and then released her hand, "Coco, I know why the Lord put you Are you staying with me??"

   "Because... like my eyes?" This reason is too strange, but Rococo felt that Quan Ronglian chose her among so many people for this reason.

   "Not bad, because you have nice long eyes. But there's one more point."

  Rococo asked obediently, "What else?"

The rebellious man's peach blossom eyes captured her eyes, as if he had seen her through, "You are obedient enough, you know how to look, and you are aware of current affairs. You know what your father wants to hear and what he doesn't want to hear. I know. When to do something, and to know what role to play on what occasion. Do you understand what Master means?"

  Rococo clenched his fists and lowered his head, "I just... just care about you."

Quan Ronglian looked away lazily, "There are many people who care about you, and there is no shortage of you. What you need to do is what you told you last time, protect your eyes. The rest is not yours. worry."

   For people like them, the most important thing around them is people who care about them. As long as he hooks his fingers, the people who care about him are like crucian carp crossing the river. One more, one less makes no difference.

   may have a pair of similar eyes but very few.

  Although, he never saw the pretty and dazzling colors he wanted to see in those eyes!

   "The bracelet you mentioned last time, Lord C will let Yin Jue buy it for you."

  Rococo lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, "Thank you, Master Quan."

   She didn't want the bracelet, she wanted the money to buy the bracelet. But for some reason, when he said to buy a bracelet, her face was burning with pain. Luo Keke didn't dare to speak, and followed him quietly.