After the real daughter was reborn, the fake daughter was favored by the group

Si Yue's words were too straightforward and instantly extinguished Jiang Ye's desire to talk.

“That’s my business and has nothing to do with you, of course you can refuse.

I'm looking for you because of Si Ran, otherwise I could look for someone else.

No one will easily refuse an offer of profit. "

"Tsk, Jiang Ye, you still deserve a beating, it makes people hate you so much.

Okay, I will accept this cooperation and will try my best to help you bring down Jiang Zhan. "

Si Yue took the signature pen and signed his name on the contract.

"Thank you, I will do it as soon as possible without delaying your other business actions. See you later."

Jiang Ye accepted the contract and was about to leave, but was stopped by Si Yue.

"Wait, when are you getting married?

Or, when will you take your little girlfriend to visit M country?

Really curious to get your woman. "

"Didn't you see it on trending searches?"

“Hey, what can you tell from things on the Internet, using light filters to beautify your face.

Still curious about the real person. "

When Pei Xingyue was mentioned, Jiang Ye relaxed and did not mention leaving again.

Touching the ring on her hand, her tone couldn't hide the joy.

“It’s coming soon. When she establishes herself domestically, she will develop internationally.

As for getting married, it depends on what she wants. "

"No, buddy, the Jiang family has a much bigger business than the Pei family.

This kind of thing shouldn't depend on your family's opinion. Are you throwing the initiative back? "

"You, a person born into a family marriage, will not understand the joy of free love.

Love is restraint and respect, not mere possession. "

"... I'm so obsessed with love. I'm provoking you by marrying you. Are you belittling me?

Then call the old man and ask him to cut off the financial lifeline of that boy Si Ran.

When my good brother knows that he has no money to spend because of you, let’s see how you face him. "

"He's crazy. At worst, I'll feed him and I'll sting you to death.

No wonder Si Ran doesn't want to see you. "

"???He still dares not to see me?

If I hadn't inherited the family business, I would have entered into a business marriage.

His boy can act like the second young master of his Si family every day, and he spends a lot of money at every turn. "

"...Si Ran, it's quite economical to spend money, really.

His expenses for half a year may not be as high as my daily turnover. "

After Si Yue heard this, he immediately broke through the defense.

He no longer wanted to pretend to be friendly on the surface, and started cursing.

"I*&%%...#%%, Jiang Ye, you...￥&*%&*￥, who wouldn't want to compete with you.

Your Jiang family has a great business, and you Jiang Ye are an expert in making money.

How can our small family be worthy of comparing with you? I￥……%&*￥……. "

He cursed so harshly that Jiang Ye was not in the habit of hearing people scold him, so he just dropped the words and backed off.

“Go crazy and go.

I'll come with a plan tomorrow. See you later. "

Si Yue was halfway through scolding, looking at Jiang Ye's leaving figure, he just wanted to go crazy.

MD, he went to country M to develop, and he was still pissed off by this kid Jiang Ye.

Jiang Zhan, you have no conscience, why do you want to provoke Madman Jiang?

And that brat Si Ran, before I came here, I told him not to give Jiang Ye my contact information.

His MD forgets his backhand without any hesitation.

Jiang Ye is your brother, right?

If you get angry, I will beat you up when I get back.

My stupid Oudou who eats everything inside.

Si Ran, who was forming a group to celebrate, suddenly felt a chill in his back and his right eyelid twitched.

"What can I say, I feel like I'm going to be unlucky, brothers."

"What nonsense are you talking about on your big day? Where are you going to be so unlucky?"

"I can't explain it, but I feel like I'm going to be unlucky. It's evil."

After leaving Si Yue's office, Jiang Ye sat in the car and sent a message to Pei Xingyue.

Mr. Jiang, who committed suicide by playing with fire: Congratulations to my girlfriend for becoming a queen. If there is any gift you want, I will send someone to send it back.

Pei Xingyue is reading the script Yan Chen sent her.

Although the contract has not been signed yet, she is basically confirmed to be cast, so she will not hide the script.

It was a bit difficult to flip through the electronic script, and she was going through the main plot quickly.

It was at this time that the news about Jiang Ye came in.

Pei Xingyue laughed out loud after reading the news.

You stopped pretending after confessing your identity, right?

This is very similar to the boss who is on a business trip and sends a message to ask his wife if there is anything she wants.

The next scene should be to spend a lot of money to buy some unique item at the auction.

Well, she admits that when she was in school, she read more Baozong novels than she could count on one hand.

The sense of immersion is too strong now.

She suppressed her smile and sent a message to Jiang Ye.

Destined Wife: No, I don’t lack anything.

Destined Wife: How long will you stay there and will you come back during the Chinese New Year?

Mr. Jiang, who committed suicide by playing with fire: It’s hard to say. If it goes well, it will end before the year, but if it doesn’t go well, it will probably take until March or April.

Mr. Jiang, who committed suicide by playing with fire: What, do you miss me? Don’t worry, no matter what happens, I will go back during the Chinese New Year.

Mr. Jiang, who committed suicide by playing with fire: You are just looking back. I am not allowed to go to your house during the Chinese New Year to ask for my status.

Destined Wife: What a weird idea, I want to meet my parents before it’s made public.

Mr. Jiang, who committed suicide by playing with fire: Why, Ms. Pei Xingyue doesn’t want to take responsibility, she just wants to play with me.

Mr. Jiang, who committed suicide by playing with fire: I am very expensive. If you don’t give me a status, I will buy your home and let your parents and sister work for me.

Mr. Jiang, who committed suicide by playing with fire: Miss Pei Xingyue doesn’t want her family to suffer, right? Then take me home and give me a status.

Seeing the news, Pei Xingyue was overjoyed and took screenshots decisively, hoping to find an opportunity to dig up old scores and laugh at him later.

Destined Wife: Jiang Ye, you can’t afford it.

Destined Wife: Okay, come on, come if you want, my legs are long on you, who can stop you, President Jiang.

Jiang Ye wanted to laugh when he saw Pei Xingyue's eccentric expression.

Who can't afford it, Xiao Xingyue?

But as a boyfriend, he wouldn't say it.

Not only won’t she say anything, but she will also follow her lead.

An unreasonable creature like your girlfriend needs to be pampered and tolerated.

Fighting for a moment of quick words will only make you unlucky.

However, it all depends on his mood.

Mr. Jiang, who committed suicide by playing with fire: Yes, yes, my girlfriend taught me that I will bring my parents over to discuss the bride price.

Destined Wife:? ? ? Jiang Ye, are you kidding? We haven't reached that point yet.

Destined wife: [submissive]

Mr. Jiang, who committed suicide by playing with fire: Why doesn’t it count? I'm very serious.

Pei Xingyue's face was wrinkled into a bitter melon. Why did she change from asking him if he would return home during the New Year to coming to her house to discuss the bride price?

Chat express version?

She felt like she should say something, but she didn't know what to say.

Pei Xingyue stopped replying, and Jiang Ye wondered if he was frightened.

Well, my girlfriend is a good person and loves to play. She likes yin and yang but can't afford it.

What can I do? It’s my choice, and I have to coax it even if I’m on my knees.

Mr. Jiang, who committed suicide by playing with fire: Are you afraid? Just kidding, there's no way to discuss the bride price without a proposal.

Mr. Jiang, who committed suicide by playing with fire: I am young and can still wait. I will wait for you to be ready.