One Night Love: Huo Shao indulges in pampering

"Miss Su, you are so beautiful, even more beautiful than a popular star." Mr. Yang continued to look at her with presumptuous eyes, and then stared at her chest, his eyes gradually became hot, the skirt she was wearing today is a bit low The collar, the looming scenery, is not too big, but it is not too small. It should be just right in the palm of your hand. He can't control his tense body, so beautiful and sexy.

Su Jinhuan frowned, trying to ignore the disgust in his heart, and said directly: "Mr. Yang, you should be very clear about my request..."

Mr. Yang interrupted her, and said with a little pride: "I bought a house in the most prosperous area of ​​the city by my own ability, and now my career is on the right track. I guarantee that you will not lose money at all if you marry me, but we are in this line of business. For business, the turnover of capital is too large, the introducer said, your dowry is the shares of your company, you can marry a chicken as a chicken, and a dog as a dog, I hope you can invest this money in my business."

Su Jinhuan's eyelids drooped, and his eyes became colder. .seven

Seeing that she was silent, Mr. Yang thought she agreed, and talked excitedly: "My parents have no income now, and I hope the money from your foundation can provide them with retirement benefits. My car is a bit outdated. Your family is so rich. , it is best to marry a car, it doesn’t need to be too expensive, about 100 million will do.”

Heh, what kind of strange flower did Nuanyu recommend to her? Su Jinhuan laughed angrily at his strange request: "Do you have any other requirements?"

When Nuan Yu recommended him to her, she said that he was young and promising, had a successful career, bought a car and a house with his own ability, and was a hot bachelor with diamonds. He had hardware, but his character was too embarrassing. ...

Mr. Yang picked up the coffee cup, took a sip of coffee, and continued: "Our family is more traditional, so I hope we can have at least two boys."

Su Jinhuan raised his eyebrows lightly, and asked with a half-smile, "What if there are several girls born?"

Mr. Yang took it for granted: "Of course we will continue to give birth. Our Yang family can't be extinct in our generation."

"It seems that your family has a throne that needs to be inherited, so I'm sorry I can't afford it." What does he think of a woman, a sow?

Su Jinhuan was too lazy to talk to him, and was about to stand up and leave, when suddenly a tall and straight figure enveloped her body, and a strong masculine breath reeked of tobacco, Su Jinhuan raised his head and looked at the sudden appearance The man's expression changed instantly.

Damn, why is he here? How much did he hear what Mr. Yang said just now?

It's so embarrassing, she wanted to dig a hole to bury herself, she quickly lowered her head and drank coffee and pretended to be dead, thinking silently, she can't see me, can't see me...

Huo Liechen's deep eyes flashed narrow, and he stretched out his strong and slender palms to rub her head affectionately: "Honey, what a coincidence, don't mind if I take the stage."

"Pfft..." That earth-shattering cry, my dear, successfully made Su Jinhuan spit out a mouthful of coffee from his mouth, and it all fell on Mr. Yang's astonished face.

The weird atmosphere froze in an instant, Su Jinhuan came back to his senses and hurriedly took out a tissue, handed it to Mr. Yang, embarrassed, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Mr. Yang's face became ugly, and he grabbed the tissue, very displeased: "Who is he, what is your relationship, why did he call you dear?" The tone of questioning was like a wife who caught a red apricot cheating like.