Nine Lord Palm Heart Little Sweet Wife

Zhang Tongtong opened his mouth as if he could swallow an egg.

Just staring at Jun Jiuyan so stupidly.

"Tongtong." Mu Qianqian reminded her.

"Then what?" Zhang Tongtong came back to his senses, it was the first time he smiled so reservedly, but it wasn't reserved, but cowardly.

For Jun Jiuyan, a man who exists like a myth, Zhang Tongtong has always observed that he can only be seen from a distance. Although he knows the relationship between him and his sisters, he is flattered to be greeted proactively.

"This is probably Aiwujiwu, right?" Zhang Tongtong blinked.

Jun Jiuyan frowned, "Qianqian, please take care of me."

"Ah?" Zhang Tongtong said one syllable.

"Tongtong wake up." Mu Qianqian couldn't stand it anymore, this silly girl, usually so handsome, so sassy, ​​seeing Jun Jiuyan today, she is simply stupid.

"I, I." Zhang Tongtong was nervous, "I can't wake up, the idol is right in front of me, I'm flustered."

"Pfft..." Mu Qianqian was delighted, tilted her head to look at Jun Jiuyan, then at Zhang Tongtong, "You are still nervous, then it seems that Jun Jiuyan is right this time, do you want to sign?"

"Yes, is it possible?" Zhang Tongtong stared at Jun Jiuyan eagerly, and muttered, "If you sign it, you should be able to sell it for a lot of money. Even if you don't sell it, you will be jealous if you use it to show off."

"He's not a celebrity," Mu Qian laughed, "How much do you expect him to sell for a single signature?"

"Why, it's dozens, millions, right?"

In fact, Zhang Tongtong was right.

The value of Jun Jiuyan's signature is far more than tens of millions, and no one dares to ask for it.

"Really?" Mu Qianqian looked up at Jun Jiuyan.

Jun Jiuyan was extraordinarily calm, "To some extent, it should be more than that."

"Oh my God," it was Mu Qianqian's turn to be surprised, "Then, when will you sign me one too?"

"What?" Jun Jiuyan looked down at her.

"In case I'm short of money someday, I'll use it." Mu Qianqian blinked her eyes.

"Lack of money?" Jun Jiuyan raised an eyebrow.

"Ah, no." Mu Qianqian shook her head quickly, "I'm not short of money, I'm not short of money at all, really."

According to what I knew about Jun Jiuyan, once he said he was short of money, this man would not hesitate to use various means to give him money.

Mu Qianqian knew Jun Jiuyan well, but not thoroughly enough.

Seeing him frowning, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"What?" Mu Qianqian didn't understand why.

"You are short of money."

"I don't have one," Mu Qianqian sighed, "I really don't have one, really, it's more real than real money."

"Yeah." Jun Jiuyan won't listen to other things he doesn't want to hear.

This is probably the legendary, selective deafness.

So, Jun Jiuyan took out his mobile phone, dialed the number of assistant No. [-], and only said one sentence.

"Let the special assistant bring over the things you prepared earlier."

Something prepared before?

Mu Qianqian asked him, "What did you prepare before?"

"For you."

The special assistant had just left the company and was planning to go to Jun Jiuyan to get his phone back. When he received the news, he resigned himself to his fate and went to his Jiuye's office to get it.

A black box with silver trim, low-key and luxurious, the material of the box, the special assistant can't even tell.

Panting, I took it to the hot pot restaurant, "Master Jiu, something for Miss Qianqian."

Jun Jiuyan glanced twice, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard," the special assistant rubbed his hands, "Then Master Jiu, I have a mobile phone."

The black object threw a beautiful line in the air, and the special assistant held it firmly in his hand, "Hey, thank you Jiuye."

Jun Jiuyan glanced at him, then turned to look at Mu Qianqian.

Two pairs, should be three pairs of eyes, eagerly locked on Jun Jiuyan, wanting to know what he had prepared.

"Your." Jun Jiuyan handed it to Mu Qianqian, "Open it yourself, it's more ritualistic."

"!" Mu Qianqian, "Do you still know the sense of ritual?"

Jun Jiuyan pursed his lips, actually, he didn't know.

They were all collected by the special assistant, a half-baked guy. The one hundred and eight tricks for keeping pets are actually tricks to coax his girlfriend, and Jun Jiuyan changed the name for it himself.

"Let's go," Jun Jiuyan avoided Mu Qianqian's question.

Mu Qianqian was a little nervous, but Jun Jiuyan said that there must be a sense of ritual.

The box feels smooth to the touch, with a black gold ironing feel, and the strap is also very standard.

The moment she pulled it away, Mu Qianqian didn't blink.

But when I opened it, I was stunned.

"This……"

Inside the box is a bank card?Or gift cards?
Mu Qianqian looked at Jun Jiuyan, "Here, what are you planning to do with so many cards?"

Jun Jiuyan raised his chin slightly and coughed lightly.

The special assistant immediately understood, and continued, "Miss Qianqian, there are meal cards for meals, shopping cards for shopping, consumption cards for luxury goods, and general-purpose bank cards."

"Then," Mu Qian took a deep breath, "you don't need so much, do you?"

Who gave more than a dozen cards at once.

"All you want," the special assistant smiled, "Twelve cards, which means that the month and month will be smooth, Miss Qianqian, you can change the patterns throughout the year."

"..." Mu Qianqian was really not speechless, but speechless.

What kind of strange brain circuit is this, twelve?

Mu Qianqian thought about it for a while. The number twelve, during the holidays, really means that twelve months will be safe and smooth.

However, it is a luxury when used on a card.

"Jun Jiuyan, isn't this too much?" Mu Qianqian was careful with her words.

"Excessive?" Jun Jiuyan shook his head, "Not excessive, as long as you like it."

"I..." Mu Qianqian had a bitter face, she didn't like it.

The main reason is that there are too many cards and there is no sense of security.

However, seeing Jun Jiuyan's expression, Mu Qianqian chose to shut up.

"What's wrong?" Jun Jiuyan frowned, "You don't like it?"

"Before answering, can I ask, who is going to handle this card?"

"Me." The special assistant raised his hand.

Mu Qianqian understood instantly, in order not to affect other people's careers, because Mu Qianqian knew that if she said she didn't like it, then the special assistant would suffer.

In front of him, Jun Jiuyan wouldn't say anything, but when he returned to Jun's, he was afraid that the special assistant would be repaired.

Therefore, Mu Qianqian could only squeeze out a smile, "I like it, I really like it."

"." Jun Jiuyan.

"Okay," Mu Qian took a deep breath, and put the card back into the box, "Let's have hot pot, and the special assistant is here too."

"Tongtong, it's time to eat hot pot."

Zhang Tongtong was so shocked that he had nothing to say, and finally saw the strength of his idol, this is the real, standard, domineering president.

All novels and TV series are weak, okay?

"Master Jiu, from now on, you will be my super idol, and I support you to marry Qianqian in place!"