Billions of cute babies: The wealthy wife ran away again

Representing a man's breath falling down, warming the skin.

Xu Qingzhi's pupils shrank, and at this moment, she only felt that her whole body became sensitive.

The man's face stood in front of her eyes, and because of the close distance, she could even see his slender eyelashes.

Her breath was choked, and she said with a stiff smile: "Why, Mr. Yu, do you want to thank me?" "Thank you?" "I can thank you, but..." He moved closer, his lips almost touching Xu Qingzhi's earlobe: "Do you want to try?" Xu Qingzhi trembled, she subconsciously pushed the man away .

This... bastard!Fortunately, at this time, Ai Wen knocked on the door in time and came in: "Boss...Miss Azhi?" Hearing Ai Wen's doubtful voice, Yu Yanchen straightened up and straightened his clothes slowly.

Just looking at his casual attitude, I'm afraid that what happened just now was an illusion.

"Boss, you're awake.

Ai Wen said, "Boss Han asked to see you, look..." "Let him wait."

"When Boss Han was mentioned, an imperceptible haze flashed across Yu Yanchen's eyes.

Ai Wen nodded: "Okay, then I will prepare the car first, and go to the AW meeting later.

Boss, are you in good health? " Yu Yanchen hummed.

"That Miss Azhi..." "She followed..." looked at me.

Before Yu Yanchen finished speaking, Xu Qingzhi interrupted: "I'm going back.

After she finished speaking, she took steps towards the door without any hesitation.

But when he stepped out of the door, he turned his head suddenly: "Mr. Yu, the accounts between us have been written off, please don't implicate me anymore.

"The woman's voice fell, and the figure disappeared from sight.

Ai Wen helped his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and obviously felt that the atmosphere around him was much lower.

Speaking of which, this is the first time that your own boss has been rejected so clearly by a woman, right?As a qualified special assistant, Aiwen felt that he should not gloat.

On the other side, when Xu Qingzhi walked out of the hotel, she felt the vibration of her mobile phone.

She turned on the screen, and it showed more than a dozen missed calls, all from Ster Lee.

A few big words suddenly appeared in the woman's mind: It's over!I don't know how long Mrs. Li has been looking for her...Xu Qingzhi took a deep breath, made up her mind to die, and then tapped the call button with trembling fingers.

Sure enough, as soon as the call was connected, Ster Lee's furious voice came from inside: "Azhi! Where have you been?! Do you know that I have been looking for you all night?!" "Teacher..."" Old fart! Come back quickly!" Mrs. Li slapped the table and roared, "Mr. Liu wants to see you!" Xu Qingzhi and Mrs. Li hurried to the familiar alley.

Stepping into the dilapidated Tongzi building, in the living room of the room, Mr. Liu was sitting on his pony ponytail, with an aged pipe dangling from his mouth.

And Liu Liuliu was facing the wall at the side, reciting the three-character scripture while squatting on horseback.

In her words... It was Liu Sanye who punished her for being playful.

"Master Liu.

Mrs. Li looked at the old man in front of her with a serious expression, "You asked us to come, did you promise to sell us 'Hua Xiangrong'?" "Liu Sanye spit out a wisp of gray smoke from his old lips: "I said, I can't do 'Hua Xiangrong' at all with my current hands.

"Then what do you mean..." Stuart Lee frowned.

If you don't sell Hua Xiangrong, why call them here?Third Master Liu didn't answer her, but looked straight at Xu Qingzhi.

"Little girl.

"Xu Qingzhi quickly responded: "Yes."

"Girl Liuliu, let me pass on 'Hua Xiangrong' to you."

"Liu Sanye took a few puffs of cigarettes again and again. After the lingering smoke, his face looked particularly vicissitudes.

Xu Qingzhi paused for a moment: "You mean..." "I thought about it all night, and I think that girl Liuliu is right.

"Liu Sanye said, "I can't let such a craft be wiped out in my hands because of my own selfish desires... To be honest, I did have some prejudices against people in your profession before, after all, it was those people who broke my heart. head.

"But... I heard from Liuliu that you saved her."

"After Liu Sanye finished speaking, he glanced at Liu Liuliu who was blinking next to him. In addition to his eyes, there was also kindness in his eyes.

"Although Liuliu is a wild girl, she has been clever since she was a child, and the people she can fancy will definitely not be so bad.

Therefore, I believe in Liuliu, and I also believe in you.

""So...""I am willing to pass on 'Hua Xiangrong' to you.

"Liu Sanye's words, every word, hit Xu Qingzhi's heart.

It also made her fingers tighten.

Stuart Lee's face was full of astonishment, and his voice was full of excitement: "Mr. Liu, is what you said true?" "My Mr. Liu never tells lies!" Mr. Liu snorted arrogantly. "However - even if I am willing to pass on the craft to you, our 'Hua Xiangrong' cannot be passed on to everyone, little girl, what's your name?" Xu Qingzhi: "Ah Zhi.

"" Ah Zhi?What a wonderful name.

"Liu Sanye nodded, "I can pass on the craft to you, but you have to tell me, if you inherit 'Hua Xiangrong', what will you do?" "What will you do?" Xu Qingzhi froze for a moment.

In fact, to be honest, she still can't believe that Mr. Liu would agree.

For a while, the thoughts in her mind were messy, and she closed her eyes heavily.

The wound on the wrist seemed to be filled with pain, and it was very clear under the silence.

Finally, she opened her eyes.

"My hand was hurt too.

"Xu Qingzhi said.

She obviously saw Mr. Liu paused.

"However, I won't give up.

"She said, "No matter what kind of mentality I have, whether I like it, work hard, or have power, if I choose it, I will stick to it.

"Even if someone breaks my tendons."

"She will never forget the feeling of her wrist being cut and blood flowing all over the floor in the dark prison.

Also because of this, ruined her music.

However, she didn't want to admit defeat.

Mr. Liu had a pipe in his mouth. He looked at her and remained silent for a long time.

... shot transitions.

Yu Yanchen sat on the leather sofa like an emperor, his right leg was stacked on top of his left leg, and his bony fingers made a tower shape that was inevitable.

The gray suit was draped lazily over the man's broad shoulders, with the hem hanging down.

His facial features were cold and sharp, and every line seemed to be carefully crafted.

Especially those long and narrow phoenix eyes, which have a classic taste, but are like sharp knives.

Ivan stood beside him, holding a goblet of red wine respectfully in his hand.

In front of them, a man and a woman were standing there trembling.