Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   "Why is he angry? I sent him a message before I came, but he didn't reply to me, and it wasn't that I didn't say anything." She said so, but she didn't know anything in her heart.

  Fu Zhiyan asked her to go out with him when she wanted to go out, and she must call him if she wanted to go out. Although texting is also said, the effect is completely different from calling.

  Han Xiaoye became more and more uncertain, and added, "Xia Xia, do you really think my uncle is angry?"

   Mo Xiaxia was a little funny, her beautiful eyes curled, "He has come to arrest people, what do you think?"

"Didn't I send him a text message? I didn't say anything..." Han Xiaoye couldn't help but repeat it again, and said after a depression, "Then what should I do? If I say I'm not going now, wouldn't it spoil everyone's interest? ? Xiao Ningzi finally treated a guest once, isn't it okay for me to leave?"

   Mo Xia Xia glanced at her and said, "Why not? Are you going to sing with Zhi Yan?"

   She just said it casually, but she didn't expect the listener to hear it. She clapped her hands, and a flash of inspiration flashed, "Yes! I can take my uncle with me, so he will never have an opinion, right?"

   Does she really dare to bring Zhiyan with her? !

   Mo Xiaxia stroked her forehead, her head a little bigger.

   Sometimes she really doesn't know whether to say Han Xiaoye is carefree or optimistic.

   "Do you really want to ask Zhiyan to sing along?"

  Han Xiaoye had already taken out his mobile phone, called back, and shook the phone with her while making a shush gesture.

   "dudu..."

After calling    twice, the phone was connected.

   "Hey, little uncle."

   "Why haven't you come out yet?" It was cold.

  Han Xiaoye, as if he couldn't hear it, said to him with a smile, "Little uncle, we agreed to go to sing together later, you can go with us too, it's more fun with people."

After she finished speaking, she didn't give the man on the other end of the phone a chance to refuse, and continued to say, "That's it. I'll go tell them you want to go too, and they will be very happy. You can rest assured. It's some acquaintances. Mo Qi, Xia Xia, Xiao Ningzi, Mu Xiaoxiao, Yang Xin, you all know them. Today, Xiao Ningzi treats you as a guest. Later, I will order her two fruit bowls and slaughter her hard. That's it, I'll hang up first, and I'll ask them to come out to find you right away."

   She swiped her fingers and hung up the phone. Then she winked proudly at the stunned Mo Xiaxia, "How about it, this move is called cut first and then played. Bull?"

   "Have you thought about how to bear your uncle's anger when you go back later?" Mo Xiaxia asked bluntly.

  Han Xiaoye smiled and looked confident, "Don't worry, I have a way, he won't be angry later."

  …

   When she told Jiang Ning and others that Fu Zhiyan was going to sing together, Jiang Ning and the others thought Han Xiaoye was joking.

   As a result, the group went out, and when they really saw the sullen face in the car, when he looked like a man in the tsunami of Hot, each of them seemed to have acupuncture points, and all of a sudden they restrained.

   "Fu, hello Professor Fu."

   "Good professor."

   "Fu... Professor Fu is good." Jiang Ning finally said, his voice trembling a little, clearly because he was afraid of Fu Zhiyan.

joke.

   She just got into finance, and she made up her mind not to appear in front of Professor Fu before the start of the semester, so as not to hit the muzzle of the gun. Professor Fu saw that she was upset, and she failed her other subjects. As a result, she was bumped into the ground again today. And looking at Professor Fu's face, he was obviously unhappy. Can she be afraid?

   Don't say Jiang Ning and the other three Fu Zhiyan's nominal students are afraid, Mo Qi also coaxes him, and just now he was just grinning everywhere like a big cock, but now he's honest. Quietly bumped Han Xiaoye's shoulder with his elbow, motioning Han Xiaoye to explain what the situation was.

   "Uncle." Han Xiaoye, as if he couldn't see the man's stern face, naturally stepped forward and waved to the front of the car, "Come down, the singing place is nearby, you don't need to drive."

   "Xiaoye really wants Professor Fu to sing with us?" Jiang Ning's voice was very guilty, as if Fu Zhiyan didn't want to sing with them, but escorted them to the execution ground.

   Mo Xiaxia raised her chin, "That's what she planned."

Whether    can be successful or not depends on whether someone gives face or not.

   "Little uncle, come quickly."

  Han Xiaoye waved again.

   The man in the Land Rover finally moved, his thin lips pursed into a line, and he got out of the car with a blank expression.

  Han Xiaoye is thick-skinned, he automatically ignores his aura that no strangers are near, and goes up to hold his hand, "We ate seafood tonight, how about you? Have you eaten yet?"

  “…”

   "Why did you leave work so early today? Didn't you socialize at night? Are you having a meeting in the afternoon? You didn't reply to the messages I sent you."

  Han Ono twitter.

  Fu Zhiyan was dragged along by her, but he didn't speak. He was afraid that when he spoke, he would be full of anger.

  Little hooligan is eight months pregnant, and the most important thing is to be happy. He must control himself.

   Rao reminded him in his heart, but the sullen breath that burned in his chest still couldn't go down.

   "Everyone is here. Let's go, Xiao Ningzi, go to the singing place you said."

   "Oh, oh, ok, just over there, everyone follow me."

  Han Xiaoye also bought a pastry and a bottle of milk on the way.

  …

The place where    Jiangning sings is actually one of the largest KTVs in the city center.

   As soon as the two waiters saw Fu Zhiyan, they immediately greeted him, "Mr. Fu, welcome. Is it still the old rules tonight?"

   "Prepare a box." He frowned, "Find a quieter place."

   "Yes. Please come with me."

   One of them led a group of people inside.

   Jiang Ning Baba, who was originally the leader, followed, but was shocked by Fu Zhiyan's aura and completely forgot that it was still her place today.

  The waiter found a large and quiet box, and without waiting for orders, he had already brought in two bottles of light and fruity wine. He also came with two super luxurious fruit plates, and then said to Fu Zhiyan, "Mr. Fu, please call me if you need anything, I'll be right outside the door."

   "Well, let's go out."

  The waiter went out, and by the way helped them close the door to cut off the music in the corridor.

  The box became quiet all of a sudden.

  The long-legged and extravagant man naturally sat on the side of the sofa, swept over the cramped Jiangning and the others, and said indifferently, "Sit."

   "Ah, okay, thank you Professor Fu."

  Jiang Ning and Yang Xin or Mu Xiaoxiao sat down, their sitting posture was no different from that of elementary school students in class. Just didn't put his hands on his knees.

   OMG.

  Why is Professor Fu here?

How to do?

  The atmosphere is so awkward...

Jiang Ning struggled inwardly, not forgetting that she was the host, and wanted to tell everyone that it was good to eat and drink, but in this forced atmosphere, her face froze, let alone tell everyone what to eat and drink. The muscles on her face couldn't even move.