Tsundere Three Treasures: Daddy, the President, is spoiled

Chapter 2093 She thinks she is the hostess

Yang Huanhuan's eyes were all on Ye Bo at this moment, and he couldn't move away.

Because she found that this man is really good-looking, especially in such an atmosphere.

Is he also interested in her, otherwise why would he choose to meet her in this place.

In the flower room, and the glass in the room, not only can you see beautiful flowers, but you can also see the starry sky. It is really a romantic place.

When she picked up the cup, she looked at him seductively while drinking tea, her appearance was simply captivating.

Ye Bo didn't pay attention to her, and continued to read emails with his mobile phone.

Yang Huanhuan put down his glass and said, "Mr. President, we know each other. Do you remember my name?"

At the door of his house in the morning, he obviously didn't see her coming.

Today she deliberately put on the same clothes as yesterday, just hoping to be recognized by him.

Ye Bo replied quietly, "Yang Yuan's daughter, Yang Huanhuan."

Yang Huanhuan was very excited to see that she remembered her.

"Mr. President, thank you for remembering me. I see if you like drawing. Can you draw a portrait of me if you have time?"

Only then did Ye Bo raise his head and glance at the painting.

"I won't, I didn't draw those."

Yang Huanhuan was a little disappointed, her gaze stayed on Ye Bo's body, obsessed.

"Then who is this painter? It's really good to draw you. Can you introduce me to me? I really want to draw one."

"He doesn't paint for others."

A certain man returned her cold voice without even raising his head.

Yang Huanhuan let out a sigh of disappointment.

At this time, the butler came in, walked to Ye Bo's side, and whispered.

"Sir, Miss Hua is here, and she said she's bringing something to the young master, which he can't live without at night."

Hearing this, Ye Bo suddenly raised his head, glanced in the direction of the living room, then got up and strode out.

Yang Huanhuan was a little disappointed, and got up too.

Ye Bo said coldly: "Arrange someone to take Miss Yang back."

There was a gleam of joy on Yang Huanhuan's disappointed face. He actually asked someone to send her back. This is definitely for her.

Looking at that handsome and straight figure, she had already chosen the names of their future children, and she would also be the hostess here in the future.

The housekeeper saw that she was looking outside with a smile all the time, so he called her.

"Miss Yang!"

Yang Huanhuan came back to her senses and gave him a cold look.

"what happened?"

From now on, these people were just her servants, and they dared to talk to her loudly. She thought that the first thing she would do when she got married was to replace him.

"The car is ready, please!"

Yang Huanhuan twisted her waist and walked out.

The butler felt that this young lady was quite polite just now, but why did she seem to be a different person all of a sudden? What did she say to the husband just now?Let her become so arrogant, how can there be an illusion that she is the hostess here.

After sending her to one of the cars, the butler was relieved and finally left.

The reason why the husband asked the car from the mansion to take her off was because he was afraid that she would run into the young master and it would be troublesome.

Yang Huanhuan sat in the car, feeling very proud.

She was playing the telecast, it was her sister calling, asking where she was?

She proudly said, "I just came out of the presidential palace, and Mr. President asked the driver to take me back."

Yang Xiaoxiao exclaimed, "What? You went to the presidential palace, and he even sent you off. Sister, how could you do this? It's not about fair competition, why did you go by yourself? Dad told us to go together To send information."

Yang Huanhuan raised her hand to straighten her hair.

"If your face is injured, can you see Mr. President like that? Are you trying to compare your beauty with me?"

Yang Xiaoxiao said angrily, "It's all the fault of that brat. If it wasn't for him, would my mother beat me up? I must beat that stinky woman back."

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