Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   When Han Xiaoye returned to his elegant room, Fu Zhiyan seemed to have reached an agreement with Gu Yufei.

  Lin Shuwan didn't know when she was sitting in her original position, she came in, Lin Shuwan didn't want to let it go, she pretended to be stupid and chatted with Gu Yufei.

  Han Xiaoye was in a bad mood because of what happened just now. Too lazy to pose with her, he walked straight to her, "Vice President Lin, this is my position."

   The chatting person stopped, embarrassed for a moment, and at the same time, he was on fire. But she held it back very well. She raised her head, but did not move her buttocks. She smiled and pointed to the seat next to Gu Yufei, "Mr. Fu and I have something to say. Secretary Han should sit opposite first."

Depend on! Shame on your face! Han Xiaoye raised his face and glanced at the man who was recruiting. He was very rude, "In such a big place, I don't think President Fu is too hard to hear."

  Lin Shuwan didn't expect that she would not give steps so much, and her face flushed with anger. After all, she is also the vice president of the cooperative company. Even if she is President Fu's girlfriend and bears the title of secretary, she should restrain herself! Does she know how to communicate? !

  Han Xiaoye of course knows how to communicate, but she just disdains to communicate with Lin Shuwan. A woman who is staring at her husband, and she is stupid enough to communicate with her! So she was condescending and stood waiting for Lin Shuwan to give up her seat, "Vice President Lin, I'm in trouble."

   "You!" Lin Shuwan's nose was crooked.

   But Han Xiaoye couldn't stand the stance that Han Xiaoye was barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. He held on for three minutes, and he was defeated. He stood up angrily and sat back in his seat.

   As soon as she left, Han Xiaoye sat down immediately.

Picking up the chopsticks that I ate half-eaten just now, I picked up a chopstick dish, and fed it into my mouth very naturally in the delicate atmosphere of the elegant room, pulled out a smiling face, saw my teeth but not my eyes, "Eat, why don't you eat? I I think the food here is pretty good, Mr. Gu, try this one."

   Gu Yufei was infected by her smile, and unconsciously stretched out his chopsticks to stir fry yam with chopsticks. The people on the opposite side are eating so deliciously, the dishes that were originally tired of eating seem to have a different taste in the mouth, and they are really more delicious than usual. He showed a handsome smile and praised, "It's really good, Miss Han usually likes to eat this kind of food?"

  Han Xiaoye carelessly said, "No, I usually like to eat hot pot and spicy food. I only liked this kind of light dish recently."

  Fu Zhiyan put a bamboo shoot in her bowl and frowned, "Don't talk while eating."

   Train her again!

  Han Xiaoye was not happy.

  Gu Yufei thought that the two were relatives, but he didn't think much of it when he saw that they were interacting closely. He also smiled and said to Fu Zhiyan, "Mr. Fu, it doesn't matter, just a few of us have dinner, and we can have a dinner together as friends. Miss Han has a lively personality, so it's good."

  It's okay that he doesn't praise Han Xiaoye, but praising Han Xiaoye is undoubtedly adding fuel to the discomfort that Fu Zhiyan managed to restrain. His handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, and his whole body showed an indifference that was thousands of miles away.

  Han Xiaoye was next to him and thought he was displeasing him. My heart suddenly felt astringent and uncomfortable. She was no longer in the mood to chat and liven up the atmosphere, and buried herself in her meal.

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   Plum orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum elegant room.

   Yin Jue's face was about to drip, and he grabbed the wine glass from the man's hand, "Rong Lian, don't drink it!"

"Give me."

   "Don't drink it! Your stomach can't take it anymore!"

   Several crooked wine bottles were thrown on the ground, and the man with red-eyed peach blossoms grabbed a new bottle with his vigorous hands. Without the wine glass, he blew directly on the bottle.

  Yin Jue wanted to stop him, and Quan Wanwan, who was sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs up, raised her chin slightly, "Let him drink."

   Yin Jue and her have been playing with her since childhood. To say that Qin Fang and his group are most afraid of Fu Xiao, then Yin Jue and her group who have played well are most afraid of Quan Wanwan. Quan Wanwan's appearance definitely belongs to a gentle and bright beauty. After all, the Quan family's genes are there, and she will not be ugly when she grows up. But on the surface, the fiery temper of the gentle and graceful beauty is definitely at the level of explosives, one by one. Once it is ignited, it is like a wild horse that has run away. It will never stop unless it tramples people to death. Therefore, no matter how cunning Yin Jue was, he never dared to touch a tiger's **** since he was a child.

   But he was really worried about Quan Ronglian, so he bit the bullet and said, "Sister Wanwan, Ronglian has a bad stomach some time ago. I'm afraid it's not good to drink so much alcohol?"

   Quan Wanwan put down Erlang's legs, took out another bottle of spirits from the wine cabinet, opened it, and stomped in front of Quan Ronglian, "Little Er, drink this."

After finishing speaking, she glanced at Yin Jue and said casually, "What's not good, isn't he so happy because his dear sister's thirty-first birthday can't help drinking to celebrate? As a sister who loves her brother, Shouldn't he satisfy his desire to drink? Today, I will pay the bill, and Xiao Er will let him drink as much as he wants, and no one is allowed to stop him!"

  Shou Xing has spoken, and no one can say anything else.

  Yin Jue is still not at ease, but it is not good to tell Quan Wanwan that Quan Ronglian is drinking not because she wants to celebrate her sister's birthday, but because she was dumped by a woman. He was afraid that he would say that Quan Wanwan led someone to kill the little loach. If he didn't talk about Rong Lian, Fu Er would be the first to go crazy.

"Little Er, I'll let you drink the bottle I opened for you." Quan Wanwan, a woman who can take over all the business of the Quan family's black-dao, can never be a big-chested type, how can she not see it Quan Ronglian looked lost in love. She grabbed her hand, snatched the man's bottle of wine and put it aside, picked up the new one and handed it to him, "I'll let you drink this bottle."

   She took vodka.

   Quan Ronglian glanced at her and took it.

   Quan Wanwan frowned slightly, took another bottle of the exact same bottle, opened it, and touched Quan Ronglian, "I'll drink with you."

   said, he raised his head and started pouring boldly.

Other people's drinking supplies, she swallowed it, and swallowed a bottle of high-concentration vodka, but she didn't even blushed, just like drinking a bottle of boiled water, she wiped her mouth with her arm, and put the bottle on the table. , sneered provocatively, "Drinking so slowly, what kind of man is he?"

   Quan Ronglian's stomach was full of wine, and he only put it down when he knew the bottle had bottomed out. With scarlet peach blossom eyes, he sneered exactly like Quan Wanwan, "Chichi, what is a man?"

   "Drink the strongest wine and play with the prettiest girl." Quan Wanwan didn't even blink her eyes, she was so proud.

   The curvature of the corners of Quan Ronglian's mouth is more bitter.

   The hand on his side, the veins burst out.

   There are a lot of beautiful girls, but he had a problem with his eyes and fell in love with a little sour jujube.

   When I arrived at the Yellow River, I still didn’t know how to give up!

   That's fine, now Xiao Suanzao told him that she was pregnant.