The rich man: Which little husband of mine

Wenqing's expression was extremely ambiguous.

But Zhan Xinyue was more surprised. Why did he suddenly call her?

But she was in a good mood today. The only thing was that she had to go back to school tomorrow, so...

"I'll give you a spot. Come here within an hour."

Wen Qing blushed: "Okay~"

An hour later.

Wenqing came to Zhan Xinyue’s school house for the first time and blushed uncontrollably when he saw Zhan Xinyue.

"Ms. Zhan."

"come in."

After Wen Qing came in, he sat on the sofa looking a little stiff. He knew exactly what would happen next, so he kept rubbing the corners of his clothes nervously.

"What to drink?"

"I'll do it myself..." He regretted it the moment he said it, as he didn't even know where his things were.

Zhan Xinyue smiled and said, "Let's drink plain water."

"it is good."

Wenqing didn't know how to start the conversation, so he just kept drinking water strategically. After a while, he finished the whole bottle of water.

"Are you thirsty?"

"Ah?... Still... okay."

"Why did you suddenly send me a video?"

"......I......" Wenqing didn't know what to say again.

Ever since he saw Feiyu caring so much about Miss Zhan last time, he felt a greater sense of crisis.

So when I went back, I spent the whole night searching online: how to please girls.

The results were all about giving this and that.

But why would Miss Zhan need him to send anything?

So he searched on the Internet again: How to please a rich woman.

The answers at the beginning were relatively normal, but as time went on, he found that the netizens' answers became more and more abnormal.

They all teach you how to improve yourself in that area.

He felt that if he really did this to Miss Zhan, he would feel like he was defiled Miss Zhan.

So he was always worried about how to please her.

It was not until he saw by chance that the flying fish's sun did not respond that he came to his senses.

So today he also came prepared.

Zhan Xinyue saw Wen Qing was silent for a long time, so she took the initiative to ask, "Have you prepared a program?"

"Well... I just don't know if Miss Zhan likes it."

"It's okay, you can do whatever you want."

"Then can I... go to the bathroom?"

"Yes, sure. It's upstairs."

......Wen Qing was taking a shower in the bathroom, and Zhan Xinyue was sitting on the sofa in the bedroom. At this time, she was still watching Xiao Yang in the live broadcast room.

With her help, Xiao Yang's canvassing went smoothly today.

But there are only a few more people coming out to crowdfund than before.

Zhan Xinyue gave him ten Huazi coins and sent him down to rest.

As soon as Xiao Yang went down, he couldn't help but send her a message.

Xiao Yang: Sister, I’ve spent a lot of money today.

moon: It's okay.

Xiao Yang: What is my sister doing?

This is the method of protecting the boss that he learned on the Internet yesterday, and he doesn't know whether it works or not.

moon: Watch the show.

Xiao Yang: My sister came out to watch my live broadcast. She really works hard.

moon: Watch it at home.

Xiao Yang: At home? What kind of performance is that?

Zhan Xinyue looked at Wen Qing in front of her, who had taken good care of her, and who was "clearly not wearing anything, but had a lot of things on him."

moon: Private show.

After seeing the news, Xiao Yang had some "wrong thoughts" for a moment, but then he thought, how is it possible?

Xiao Yang: What type of private performances?

......Zhan Xinyue didn’t look at her phone, but focused on the show in front of her.

Until Xiao Yang was eliminated, he did not receive a reply from Zhan Xinyue.

Zhan Xinyue said that the show was so good and the food was so delicious that she couldn't help herself...

Fortunately, Zhan Xinyue didn’t have any classes in the morning, so she just lazily stayed in bed.

There was an emergency and Wenqing's cell phone rang.

Zhan Xinyue was shocked.

"Please put your phone on silent or vibrate next time."

"Um, sorry, I..."

"Go pick it up."

Wen Qing quickly got up to answer the phone, but because he was not careful, he touched the speakerphone and the voice of Sister Nami came from the other end.

"Wenqing, where are you now? Have you settled the matter?"

Wen Qing was also startled: "I...I am with Miss Zhan."

"I haven't said yet..."

He didn't want to say it in the first place, as he had been preparing for the performance for a long time, but Sister Nami asked him to state his request before she knew he was coming.

He didn't want to become a person who sold his body for profit in Miss Zhan's heart, even though he already was one.

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Xinyue hugged the pillow and looked at him.

"Is there anything you want?"

"I... Sister Nami said... that she wanted me to ask you if you could invest in a movie for me..."

"No problem, go find Han Xiao." After saying that, she patted the seat next to her and said, "Come here, lie down with me for a while."

Wenqing lay back down obediently, and after a struggle in his heart, he said, "I didn't come to you because I needed you... I..."

"I wanted to come to you a long time ago, but I didn't dare... although... but..."

Wenqing didn't know how to explain it, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.

Zhan Xinyue patted his face: "Don't say anything, I know everything."

She knew Wenqing, and it was most likely Nami's request.

However, even if it was Wen Qing's idea, Zhan Xinyue would not be disgusted, after all, this was a deal between everyone.

She didn't care at all.

"When do you have time to go to No. 8 and take the video?"

"Ah."

Now, he is finally considered number 8.

After Wenqing left, Zhan Xinyue went to class. When she returned to her warm little home, it was already dark.

She simply ordered some takeout and called Chen Shuzheng over to eat with her.

Of course, the main thing is to help her with her homework.

Zhan Xinyue was eating and watching the live broadcast while Chen Shuzheng was making a PPT next to her.

It wasn't until he heard a voice from her cell phone: "Thank you, Sister July!" that he couldn't help but look up.

The seventh trumpet.

Chen Shuzheng muttered something silently, and then operated the computer silently.

In less than half an hour, Chen Shuzheng had prepared all of Zhan Xinyue's things.

Zhan Xinyue glanced at him and put the tablet into Chen Shuzheng's hands: "Xiao Yang, please help me give him gifts so that he won't be eliminated. I'll watch Sister Xin's variety show for a while."

Although Chen Shuzheng felt uncomfortable, he still did as he was told.

Zhang Xin's variety show is a live dating show, which is broadcast live for two hours in the morning and noon, and five hours in the evening.

Today is the first day of the show, and my bestie must show her support.

When the live broadcast began, Zhang Xin was wearing a slim black long skirt and high heels. She stood on the side of the road, staring at the road with a blank expression.

【Come and see my sister Xin! 】

[Hahaha, was my sister Xin kidnapped? Why is there no light in her eyes? ]

【Sister Xin is so beautiful! 】

[Come on, Sister Xin. I hope you can bring happiness to others! Haha! ]

[The above person said it very well! ......]

Zhang Xin’s fans are just like her and they all speak in a rather sharp-tongued manner.

But Zhan Xinyue had an indescribable feeling at this moment.

This feeling became even stronger when Zhang Xin and all the guests gathered together and started chatting.

"Ah Zheng, come over and see Sister Xin. Why do I feel so embarrassed?"

Chen Shuzheng leaned over and said, "Maybe he was watching someone he knew on TV."

"However, these male guests are all good-looking. There should be a type that Sister Xin likes, right?"

As soon as Chen Shuzheng heard her say man, his alarm went off.

"So...is there anything you like?"