Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   Everyone's minds were turning fast, and without exception, they all thought of the same thing... Could it be that the two are in a relationship?

  The unattainable Ruicheng business emperor and the vicious upstart who were kicked out of their homes...however they look, they don't match the style of the painting.

  Even Han Junqing couldn't help but think about that. He looked at Han Xiaoye, who didn't dare to move because he had two hundred million on his head, and then looked at Fu Zhiyan. He clenched his fists, no, the little girl is only 18 years old, and she definitely can't be with such an old man!

at this time.

   A gorgeous laugh sounded, "200 million to buy a crown for the little niece to play, Fu Shao is really generous."

niece? !

   They turned out to be uncles and nephews? !

   When did the Han family get involved with the Fu family?

   Everyone turned their heads in a circle, and immediately thought of Han Xiaoye's mysterious birth mother's head.

   Could it be that the so-called Han Xuanji from her husband's surname is actually Fu Xuanji, the daughter of the Fu family!

   Everyone was blown away by the news.

   Looking at the star-like person holding the moon, Han Baoer's nails sank deeply into the flesh.

   Yan Xu, who was sitting on the side, looked at the jealousy in her eyes coldly, and lowered her eyelids to make up her mind. What he said, he will always be her brother Xu, so he will protect her this time no matter what.

  …

   After finally getting rid of the ladies and gentlemen who were close to her, Han Xiaoye sighed and unscrewed the cold water in the bathroom.

  The rushing cold water hit his face, and his breathing became much smoother.

   I just drank too much tea and felt a little urgency. She entered one of the toilets, and as soon as she settled down, she heard a conversation outside.

   "I haven't had time to congratulate you on having a distinguished uncle."

"What do you mean."

   is Han Boa's voice.

  Han Xiaoye slammed his hand on the door. If she goes out now, Han Baoer will most likely make trouble with her again. She is not afraid of it at ordinary times. Anyway, she was the one with bare feet, but now it's different. Now everyone knows that Fu Zhiyan is her uncle. To some extent, her humiliation was equivalent to Fu Zhiyan's humiliation.

The schadenfreude before continued, "What can I mean, congratulations. Isn't your sister's uncle your uncle? What a good thing, that's Fu Zhiyan, you will become prosperous in the future. Don't forget our group of friends."

  Han Baoer was pale and stared at the person who was talking. What Han Xiaoye's uncle is her uncle, he clearly wants to humiliate her illegitimate daughter!

  Han Baoer was humiliated, but she didn't dare to tear her face. This person is the daughter of the deputy director of the securities office. If she offends her, Dad will not let her go.

   "Why don't you speak, is it possible that you don't want to?" The man refused to forgive.

  Han Baoer just felt extremely embarrassed, something stuck in his throat, unable to say a word.

   Suddenly.

A person passed by her, "I still think someone is bullying people in the toilet, it's you Gao Wen who has been doing it for a long time. Is it interesting? When laughing at others, don't forget who was surrounded by Han Xiaoye just now like a dog. tail wagging."

   "Take care of you!"

  Gu Qingshen raised her delicate chin, "How am I?" Isn't she the daughter of the deputy director, her mother is also the sister of the director! Who is afraid of who!

   "You wait for me! Let's go!"

   After uttering harsh words, Gao Wen left angrily with a group of dog legs.

  Gu Qingshen snorted lightly, took out his lipstick, and put on makeup in front of the mirror.

  Han Baoer pursed her lips and squeezed out, "Thank you."

"Don't thank me, I'm not helping you, I'm just not used to it." Gu Qingshen's pretentiousness seemed to have been washed clean by Saipan's water, arrogant but charming, "But I really want to congratulate you, Han Xiaoye has become Fu Zhiyan's little niece, you will be busy in the future." She meant something.

  Han Baoer's jealous heart clenched and bit his lip, "Since we don't like her, why not join forces again?"

   "Who wants to join forces with you?" Gu Qingshen put down her lipstick and glanced at her with her delicate makeup, just like she was looking at trash, "Although I don't like her, I hate you even more!"

   Han Baoer lowered his voice as if he had been slapped, "I remember that I didn't offend you."

   "Huh." Gu Qingshen put away the cosmetics. The trance flashed in his eyes, and then he regained the softness of winking eyes, "Who knows, maybe it's because I don't like you naturally. Okay, the dinner party is about to start, I won't talk nonsense with you."

   The high heels were crackling, and after a while, the toilet returned to silence.

  Han Xiaoye opened the door, a little surprised. She didn't expect that Gu Qingshen would reject Han Baoer, and she didn't expect that Gu Qingshen would say that she hated Han Baoer even more. She didn't understand, why did Gu Qingshen help Han Baoer with perjury in the first place?

  Bewildered, she turned on the faucet and washed her hands. Wipe your hands and walk out...

  Suddenly, a hand in the men's toilet grabbed her by surprise, and with a twist, she was pressed against the wall!

   She instinctively raised her leg and hit between the man's legs. The next second, her ankle was pinched by the man's slender legs!

  Han Xiaoye's face turned red.

  This pose...this pose is too...

   She struggled, but all her reactions seemed to be what he expected. Her hands were also clamped and pressed against the wall above her head.

   "Quan Ronglian, what are you doing crazy, let me go!" Han Xiaoye was a little scared, this imprisoned posture reminded her of fish on a cutting board, and she could only be slaughtered.

   "What if you don't let go?" The blurred smoky tone seemed to be indifferent and extremely powerful, "Little Loach, do you have a boyfriend? If there is, break up quickly, if not, what do you think of me?"

  Han Xiaoye's face turned green, and he refused, "Impossible!"

   "So you have a boyfriend?"

   Her chin was pinched, and there was a smile in his peach blossom eyes, but Han Xiaoye suddenly felt a chill down his spine for some unknown reason.

   "Who? Fu Zhiyan...or someone else?"

  Han Xiaoye smiled dryly, "What nonsense are you talking about, how could my boyfriend be my uncle?"

   "Who is that?" Quan Ronglian's face enlarged in front of her, and a haze flashed in her eyes. Seeing her eyes twinkling, he suddenly lowered his head and bit her neck.

   There was a sudden tingling pain in his neck, Han Xiaoye struggled instinctively, "Quan Ronglian, are you a dog? Pain!"

   "So what?"

  The pain disappeared, and there was a burning itching on the neck.

  Han Xiaoye's eyes widened in astonishment, looking at the man's slightly curly black hair that was resting on her neck. Quan Ronglian is here—allowing to suck? !

   The skin on his neck that was touched by his lips was on fire!

  Han Xiaoye struggled desperately, "You lunatic, let me go! Believe it or not, I called me!"

   The person holding her suddenly let go of his hand, and the thin rose-colored lips kissed Yan Yan's blood, and he rubbed his lips ambiguously with his fingertips, and chuckled, "It's really delicious. Little loach, why don't we try it?"