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

Xiao Zi opened the window and took another look, feeling quite dissatisfied.

Half a month ago, he and Sister Chu purchased goods from the capital. On the way back to Jiangcheng, they met a "handsome guy" who seemed to be seriously injured in a car accident.

It is better to say "encounter" than "pick up".

As a man, Xiao Zi considers himself to be pretty good-looking, and besides, none of the bodyguards who can stay with Sister Chu are bad-looking.

Any one you pull out has a body that can be used as a male model.

In the past few years, he has been following Sister Chu everywhere to talk about life and the world. In the bodyguard team, he has been nicknamed the "personal bodyguard" by his colleagues.

But ever since this man was lying in front of their car blocking the road, ever since Sister Chu glanced at him,

Everything has changed.

"Xiao Zi, it's not my money that makes you feel bad, right? Oh, don't tell me you're competing in Xiongjing." Sister Chu turned around and looked him up and down with a slight sneer on her lips.

"Sister Chu, I don't dare. It's just that the doctor also said that this guy's brain was hit by something and he might become a fool. Now the company is being ignored by a few old guys. Your time is precious. We really want to save him. A fool?" Xiao Zi asked carefully.

Naturally, he had some small calculations in mind, but he still did it for Sister Chu sincerely.

After all, this woman has never treated him badly.

It is said that when Sister Chu’s last “sweetheart” resigned, Sister Chu directly gave him a small travel agency.

In the past few years, Sister Chu has taught him the ways of doing business. Naturally, he wants to sit on his favorite chair and become the boss in the future.

"If he is a fool, he will be my son's father."

Looking at that perfect modeled face through the window, Sister Chu was very satisfied with her decision.

A few days later in the evening, Cong Rong was walking aimlessly in a taxi. As she passed the intersection in front of the business district, she caught a glimpse of a roadside stall.

There are three big golden characters written on the red board: "Grilled Cold Noodles".

Cong Rong took a closer look and saw that it was the same restaurant that she and Ji Tingqiu visited last time. That day was probably the most pleasant night for her, Ji Tingqiu, Tong Ran and Feng Yue.

I still remember that there was a little incident at that time. After Gu Yuyang came to the rescue, they were drinking, fisting and barbecuing in Hanhai Merchant K. They felt very uncomfortable.

Unfortunately……

Cong Rong turned around and looked at the empty seat next to him, feeling sour in his heart.

"Master, stop diagonally across the road. There's no need to look for it."

She picked up her bag and gave the driver a [-]-yuan red note before getting off the bus, with some intention of spreading money and praying for blessings.

On a midsummer night, the streets of Beijing are bustling with people, hot smoke is rising above the stalls, and there are quite a few people queuing up.

When it was Cong Rong's turn, more than half of the egg box filled by the boss was filled.

Cong Rong was a little stunned when she looked at the eggs. After a few seconds, the boss asked her a question, and then she said half-heartedly.

"Boss, a serving of grilled cold noodles!"

Unexpectedly, the boss also recognized her.

"Beauty, I remember you. With so many people coming and going, I still remember you and your partner. You guys look bigger than big stars. You are unforgettable. Hey, let's add two eggs, right? You two made the same choice last time."

Cong Rong's stomach suddenly throbbed, and his chest felt like it was being pressed by stones. It was a little laborious to breathe.

"Hey, beauty? Are you crying or..."

The boss looked at her crying and put down the shovel in her hand in a panic and was at a loss.

When she saw that there was no male model next to her, she suddenly understood something in her heart.

"Hey, sister, don't blame me for talking too much. There are many good men in the world. Without her, you will still have to be beaten by others. Come on, eat well and sleep well. That man will regret giving up on you one day. Such a good girl. Come, brother, please eat this."

After the boss finished speaking, he wiped his hands and brought the grilled cold noodles to Cong Rong.

Unexpectedly,

Cong Rong burst into tears after hearing his words.

"This...where is this? Hey, look at my bad mouth, it's better not to mention it!" The boss looked left and right for a while, fearing that he would be misunderstood as a pervert.

"Thanks to you, her man's death has been relived all over again."

Behind the two people, a well-dressed man over 1.8 meters tall said coldly.

Although he had nothing to do with Ji Tingqiu, he, the dignified second son of the Gu family, couldn't argue with a dead man. It was disrespectful to do so.

"Cong Rong, have you finished shopping? I'll take you for a drive and then take you home to save you the trouble of keeping your mouth shut." Gu Yuyang stepped forward and held Cong Rong's shoulder and handed over the handkerchief.

The woman wiped her tears and did not refuse, so Gu Yuyang held her shoulder and opened the passenger door in a gentlemanly manner.

He drove a dark red Porsche 911 tonight. He was full of sultry and looked like a natural swinger.

Many citizens lined up on the street to look at this cool car.

Of course, more attention is paid to the woman in the passenger seat.

Cong Rong's tearful eyes looked cold and broken. The two girls watching couldn't help but envy her appearance.

"Even crying looks so good, it's not like me crying like a butchered pig." One of the girls whispered,

The girl with a ponytail next to her quietly touched up her knife,

"You're not killing a pig, you're killing a donkey..."

Late at night, the Porsche engine roared all the way and finally stopped in front of Rui's house.

Just like Gu Yuyang, he was flamboyant and arrogant in front of most people, but he always looked like a good man and gentleman in front of Cong Rong.

He straightened his suit and got out of the car, then opened the car door for Cong Rong.

This woman had been out of shape all night, always looking distracted. Gu Yuyang frowned as he looked at the thin back.

"Cong Rong, don't forget the invitation in your bag. Come with your brother next week!"

Seeing the woman's figure disappear into the shadows at the gate, Gu Yuyang suddenly shouted behind her.

However, Cong Rong walked in numbly as if there was no reaction.

"Haha, it's better than when that vicious old Yin Deng was around. At least Cong Rong was normal."

Gu Yuyang shook his head and left helplessly.

Cong Rong walked across the garden holding the cold baked noodles that night in his hand, and suddenly squatted down as if all his strength had been drained from his body.

At this time, the lights were still on in the living room. In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Mr. Rui watched her squatting on the ground and her shoulders trembling up and down, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

If he hadn't stopped the two children from getting back together,

If it weren't for the blood of the Rui family in Qi Yu's belly, Rong'er and Ji Tingqiu should be living a peaceful life in harmony.

But Rong'er was a well-behaved and obedient child who never complained about him in the slightest. He just carried all the negative emotions by himself.

He does look a lot like that bastard Ji Tingqiu.

"You must take good care of Ronger after you take her back to Qingcheng. This child has already suffered enough and cannot bear any more stimulation. I will ask Yan'er to transfer a sum of money to her account on time to serve as support for the three of them. Daily expenses for schooling.

In addition, an apartment was purchased for her in the city center of Qingcheng. She can live in it whenever she wants. If she doesn't live in it, she can rent it out to collect the rent. A piece of land was also bought for her in the flower base in the suburbs of Qingcheng. Ronger and Her mother likes to arrange flowers, let them do it, and it will be fine when she gets busy..." Ruilin glanced at Ji Linyuan and ordered.

Ji Linyuan couldn't help laughing.