Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

Cong Rong has some, and she's not bad either.

What Cong Rong didn't have, she had them all!

Ji Tingqiu glanced at the watch, his eyes sank slightly,

There are variables at the moment the agreement is not signed.

Fellman is famous internationally for his bad temper, stubbornness,

Qi Yu will undoubtedly anger him if he continues to stay.

It's hard to say whether Cong Rong can be saved by then.

He looked at Qi Yu and said in a serious tone,

"Qi Yu is obedient, you wait for me in the next lounge."

Qi Yu looked back at the man in disbelief, he really wanted to drive her out?

"Ting Qiu, I also want to join the company to help you share the work in the future, let me listen by the side, I promise not to disturb you." Qi Yu begged with tears.

"This... you'd better wait for me in the lounge next door, good boy."

After struggling for two seconds, Ji Tingqiu still rejected her idea.

The woman's tears made Ji Tingqiu hesitate for a moment,

Isn't he too cruel.

Seeing that the begging was ineffective, Qi Yu didn't dare to continue to touch his bottom line, gave him a sad look, got up and left.

After closing the hall door,

Qi Yu stood on the spot and clenched the crown of his teeth, his clenched fist was shaking all the time, his eyes were crazy with jealousy.

After half an hour,

In the living room, after the agreement was signed, the four stood up and shook hands, and the atmosphere in the room gradually relaxed.

"Mr. Fairman, have a taste of the special Chinese dim sum specially prepared for you."

Cong Rong thoughtfully pushed the tea to the other party's table.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Fellman didn't intend to taste this refreshment right away, he seemed to have something to ask.

"Let me ask. The teacher wants to take you back to England this time. He has a new inspiration and wants to create a dress just for you." Zhang Feng said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, this stubborn old man knew what was difficult for others, so he was a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Fairman, after today's signing ceremony is completed, I still have a friend in Qingcheng who I can't rest assured about. When her affairs are settled, I will immediately set off to England to find you. I promise you that it will not be too late."

Cong Rong picked up the plate and playfully motioned him to have a bite.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to finish, so that I can devote myself to work with peace of mind."

Fireman raised his dessert to toast her like a bigot.

After getting her Cong Rong's promise, he was finally bold enough to show off his dim sum.

This scene fell into Ji Tingqiu's eyes, and it hurt him deeply.

Cong Rong was probably worried about Tong Ran who had leg problems, so what about him?

Is there no place in my heart that belongs to him?

For the first time, Ji Tingqiu felt that she was much more indifferent than himself.

She can warm the person who walks into her heart like sunshine, and she can also throw his heart into the cold snow without hesitation.

It was close to noon when the greetings ended, Mr. Ferman loved drinking, so Ji Tingqiu proposed to have a drink at the top Linhai Hotel in Qingcheng.

Considering that Cong Rong was pregnant, Bellman offered to let her go back to rest.

This happened to be what Cong Rong wanted.

"Cong Rong, wait a minute!"

Ji Tingqiu called her to stop, and took out a car key from his inner pocket.

After saying goodbye to the three of them, Cong Rong came to the dining floor, packed a fresh fish soup and a meat dish, and drank a glass of freshly squeezed juice along the way.

At the exit of the square, she was hailing a taxi when she received a call on her mobile phone,

"I packed up my sister's belongings at home. Let's meet and return them to you face to face. If you don't, just throw them in the fireplace and burn them."

Before Cong Rong could respond, the other party hung up the phone.

Cong Rong remembered this voice,

It's Lin Hui!

Ji Linyuan's mother.

A second later, she received a text message with the address where Lin Hui had agreed to meet.

On the day of Aunt Yue's funeral, she personally stopped the couple at the door of Ji's house.

Lin Hui's voice is very distinctive, soft and whiny.

That woman knew how to subdue strength with softness, and used the most feminine and concubine attitude to coax men. As a result, Aunt Yue was framed again and again because she couldn't argue.

Aunt Yue's things must be taken back.

It happened that a taxi stopped by the side of the road, and Cong Rong waved to stop the taxi.

On the other side, after Lin Hui hung up the phone, he immediately took out another mobile phone,

"Xinglin Street, coffee shop, arranged."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Hui watched the live broadcast of Xinghe Plaza and threw away the remote control angrily.

"Heh, the little bitch is quite capable. It's not enough to fascinate that bastard. How dare you call my son's attention."

When Cong Rong opened the door and walked into the coffee shop, Lin Hui was already sitting on the seat by the window and waving to her.

"My mother's stuff, return it to me!" Cong Rong said coldly.

"Sit down first, and have a cup of coffee before talking. There is no serious work, so don't rush to work." Lin Hui smiled and gestured to the waiter.

Cong Rong has long been mentally prepared,

Lin Hui will definitely make things difficult for her deliberately, even Aunt Yue's relic itself is a cover.

She decided to take a gamble anyway.

Seeing her sitting down, Lin Hui pretended to stroke her hair and looked out the window, and then a gleam flashed in her eyes.

"Cong Rong, do you like our Jiayuan'er?"

"I don't like it!" Cong Rong replied very simply.

Lin Hui was obviously unhappy when he heard this.

This Qingcheng can only have women that her son doesn't like, and this woman dares to look down on Lin Hui's son.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you don't like it, our Ji family will not accept a second-married young lady."

Lin Hui acted like the wife of the head of the Ji family.

"Aunt Lin is thinking too much. I was married by the name of the old lady of the Ji family. I'm afraid you...can't be the master.",

Cong Rong glanced at her with a half-smile, mocking.

"You!" Lin Hui bit her lip, trying her best to suppress the unhappiness in her heart.

"Forget it, let me show you something. This is the pearl necklace left by my sister. Back then, when I saw that I liked it, I begged the master to ask for it. I wear the necklace in front of my sister every day. Now, it's time to see it." It’s meaningless to wear it when she’s gone, hehe. You can send her to the cemetery for me.”

Lin Hui took out a valuable pearl necklace and pushed it to Cong Rong.

Even if she wanted to continue to push Hua Anyue down, she would not live in peace underground.

at this time,

On the opposite rooftop, the camera focused in high-definition and clicked the shutter a dozen times.

"I don't want this necklace, and neither will my mother. My mother has to be strong all her life. How can she pick up garbage in the shit and wear it? I think this necklace suits your temperament. Let's go!"

After Cong Rong finished speaking, she took the coffee from the waiter's hand and splashed it directly on Lin Hui's face.

Gu You, who was seated around him, was frightened and screamed, and the two of them became the focus of the scene for a while.

Seeing Lin Hui's embarrassed look, Cong Rong was very relieved,

"Can Aunt Lin enter the Ji family's ancestral grave after she dies? I think it's better to buy a cemetery by yourself with the coffee money left."

"Bitch, you are courting death!"

Lin Hui looked at the eyes of a group of watching the show all around in embarrassment, and became angry from embarrassment.

Without waiting for her to get up, Cong Rong pushed the coffee table forward to trap Lin Hui, and quickly left the scene when she couldn't break free.

In the taxi, Cong Rong listened to the recording on the phone and smiled with satisfaction.

After suffering from Ji Zheng and Qi Yu, she recorded the sound this time carefully.

Sure enough, that's like a bird of a feather, an old-fashioned routine.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, in the departure hall of the airport,

Ji Tingqiu shook hands with Mr. Fellman to say goodbye, and watched him and Zhang Feng pass the security checkpoint before leaving in peace.

At this time, a little boy walked up to him, handed out an envelope,

"Uncle, someone told me that this is a photo you lost."

The moment Ji Tingqiu took the envelope and saw the photo,

Full of anger, he turned into a fist and slammed into the solid wall, his eyes showed a frightening chill.

"Cong Rong..."

……

When Cong Rong climbed up to the third floor, he was almost sent away by the scene in front of him as soon as he looked up.

There is a tall human wall standing at the door of the house, the man's body seems to be stiff, looking at this side steadily,

The corridor was pitch-black, and the voice-activated lights suddenly failed, and Cong Rong had goosebumps all over his body.