Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Mo Qi helped her to sit up, feeling a little frustrated, "Fortunately, you have a great fortune this time. If you have three strengths and two weaknesses, I can't forgive myself for the rest of my life."

She took a breath, as if she had made up her mind, and smiled handsomely, "Anyway, I owe you this time. Don't worry, little girl Han, the uncle will be a bull and a horse for you in the future. You let me go to the east, and I will never go there. West! You let the uncle sell himself, and the uncle will never show off!"

  's previous memory suddenly went backwards, Han Xiaoye frowned. She remembered that halfway through filming, the gas stove that was supposed to be an empty jar suddenly exploded. Fortunately, she flashed so fast that she was not injured, but the fire burned, and she was caught off guard and inhaled a lot of smoke and dust, and she couldn't remember it after that.

   But, where is this, it doesn't look like a hospital, it looks like someone's home.

   As if seeing her doubts, Mo Qiyi slapped her on the back and winked, "Don't look at it, it's Master Fu's house. By the way, you're fine, when did you meet such an awesome person?"

   "Whose home do you say this is?"

"You are still pretending to be with me, who else can be called Master Fu?" Mo Qi's eyes lit up, "But the real person is really handsome, ten thousand times better than the magazine. No wonder he can press me every year, The man that the younger sisters want to marry the most. Unfortunately, the temperament is too high and cold. When I first saw it, I almost froze me into ice cubes. Han Xiaoniu, how did you meet? It looks like a very familiar look. "

  Plopped, my heart skipped a beat! Han Xiaoye's eyes floated, and he said vaguely, "I knew it before."

   Aren't you familiar?

  From the inside to the outside, what is cooked cannot be cooked any more.

   But she didn't know how to tell Mo Qi, because she didn't know what relationship she had with Fu Zhiyan now.

   Simple uncle and niece?

   But they've hugged, kissed, and rolled over the sheets. How can there be such a 'simple' uncle and nephew in the world?

Ex-girlfriend?

  But Fu Zhiyan never said that he had her girlfriend, and she was pestering him in Baba from beginning to end. In the end, he also said...I don't love it.

   Thinking of these two words, Han Xiaoye felt extremely bored in his heart, just like swallowing hundreds of Coptis chinensis, his bitter mouth was full of pantothenic acid, but he couldn't say it. She sniffed, suppressing all the sourness and bitterness.

  Mo Qi was carefree, completely ignoring her small movements, and sighed, "It's a pity that such a handsome man will have his own name."

"What's the meaning?"

   "It broke the news on the Internet that he and his girlfriend have a stable relationship and are about to get married."

  Fu Zhiyan is getting married? !

  Han Xiaoye's face turned pale, and he forced out a sentence, "What online?"

  Mo Qi took out the phone and handed it to her, "Hey, that's it."

   The link above found 226,582 press releases, all of which were news about Fu Zhiyan's upcoming marriage.

marry……

  Han Xiaoye clenched his phone tightly, his mind went blank. I don't even know what Mo Qi said after that and when he left. Her mind was blank, only those seven words - Fu Zhiyan was getting married.

   He is about to be called husband by another woman.

With a   'click', his heart cracked into countless pieces, and it was as cold as if there was wind in the cracks of the bones.

   She rolled over and wrapped herself in the quilt, as if it would warm up a bit, but her eyes were unconsciously warm.

   Damn, can't cry!

   Don't you want to get married? At that time, she will definitely seal a big red envelope and wear it beautifully to congratulate him!

   But why is the mood so heavy? It's like pressing a stone on the heart, and even the heartbeat becomes so difficult.

   Just when she was so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe, the door opened.

   The man who came in with the water glass still had the medicine in his hand. Seeing her looking over, his cold and handsome face seemed a little soft, "Are you up? Come, take the medicine."

  "..." His heart, which was already painful, seemed to be pinched by someone's hand again. Han Xiaoye pursed his mouth, took the medicine, swallowed it in one breath, and drank water. Probably because he drank too quickly, his throat suddenly choked. She bent down sharply and spit out the water and medicine with a hum.

  The floor was in an instant mess.

  Fu Zhiyan frowned and said nothing.

   His frowning movement fell into Han Xiaoye's eyes, she froze all over, and didn't even have the desire to feel ashamed. The whole person is as sick as the eggplants beaten by frost.

   "Still uncomfortable?" Fu Zhiyan poured her a glass of water again, tested the temperature of the water, and then gave it to her, "Drinking warm water will feel better after stomach convulsions."

  Han Xiaoye didn't answer, Hong Yanyan's little mouth was a little white, she raised her head, as if mustering her courage, "Little uncle, do you think I'm bad?"

"Yep?"

   "I haven't seen you for three years, I haven't made any progress, and I can't even drink a medicine. Do you... think I'm annoying."

   She actually wanted to say if she hated her.

   can’t be said.

   He doesn't love her anymore, and in case he hates her, she's afraid she won't be able to bear it.

   She moved her mouth and felt that the question just now was too hypocritical, so she wanted to change the subject and say congratulations or something. But his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't speak at all.

   is too conscientious!

   He is getting married, but she is not the one wearing the wedding dress. Is there anything more cruel than this?

   But if he didn't congratulate her, wouldn't he think she was more ignorant than before? After all, he had admitted that he liked her a little bit before. If he found out that she was more naive than before, what would he do if there was nothing left?

"no."

  "Then..." Is it okay not to get married?

   His heart was about to explode, and Han Xiaoye was about to die. She felt that if she stayed here by herself, she would definitely shamelessly slap him. She sat up, grabbed the cup in his hand without any image, and poured a whole glass of water down. Then he put the cup on the bedside table, squeezed out eight white teeth, and forced a smile, "Little uncle, I'm better, so I won't bother you anymore, I'll go back to my friend's place to live."

   "Your friend?" Fu Zhiyan's eyes flashed coldly.

  Han Xiaoye didn't notice and nodded, "Yes, that's the Qiqi you saw earlier."

   That 'man' just now, did they live together? The big hand holding the pill clenched tightly, and the blue veins on the back of the hand bulged forbearance. He tensed his face, stood up, and said sternly, "Really? Go."

   so cold...

  Han Xiaoye was even more heartbroken.

  She stood up, made the bed, lowered her head, "Goodbye little uncle."

  No one pays attention to her.

   She opened the door and walked out...

  'Click' the door closed——