Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   When Han Xiaoye woke up, he found himself tied to a chair, and his mobile phone had been taken away, probably destroyed by humanity. Entering the eye, it is a messy and narrow room. The room was less than ten square meters and was full of debris. The clutter is dusty and looks like it hasn't been used in a long time.

   Probably because of the drug, her head was still a little dizzy, and her hands and feet were weak.

   "Awake?" Ji Shuya came in from the outside, wearing an aqua blue floor-length dress, as if she was going to a dinner party, which was out of place in a small and dirty room. She has lost weight recently, with a pointy chin, and her big eyes look particularly eye-catching. She has both the style of a famous lady and a feeling of pity from men.

   "Hmm." Han Xiaoye's eyes were still a little blurry, seeing her with double shadows.

   "It's good to wake up, it's interesting when you wake up." Ji Shuya pinched her chin and looked left and right, but she didn't see what Fu Zhiyan liked about this stinky face. The more she didn't see it, the sharper the thorn in her heart. Under the sharp pain, she raised her hand and slapped Han Xiaoye in the face with a slap in the face.

"Snapped!"

   A burning pain in the face.

  Han Xiaoye is sober now.

   is Ji Shuya!

   Her big eyes that had regained her aura blinked, and she just pressed the back on the tip of her tongue.

   She couldn't anger Ji Shuya, Ji Shuya knew that she had Fu Xiaoyan in her stomach. What if this crazy woman goes crazy like in a coffee shop again?

  She was dragging her time.

   The phone call to Fu Zhiyan was connected, he must know that she was kidnapped.

   She wants to delay, she must delay until Fu Zhiyan finds her.

   Hanging heart found an idea, Han Xiaoye tried his best to calm down, "Ji..."

   She paused, and called out against her conscience, "Sister Ji." The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie. Seeing the gun, it is pure stupid to take a step forward.

   Ji Shuya sneered, pinched her chin again, and condescendingly, "Why don't you call me auntie? Huh? Now you know you're afraid?"

   "Yes, I'm quite scared."

   She admitted it readily, and Ji Shuya choked. A gentle smile sank at the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand again, and slapped him in the face.

  Han Xiaoye's left ear was buzzing, and he wanted to fight with her. But thinking of Fu Xiaoyan in his stomach, he endured it, blinked his eyes again, and looked like he was negotiating, "How about I'm not afraid anymore?"

  Why isn't she afraid.

   If she was alone before, she might not be so afraid.

   But she is two people now, she is not afraid of Ji Shuya hitting her, she is afraid of Ji Shuya's idea of ​​hitting her stomach.

   Ji Shuya took a deep breath, a smile appeared on her face again, she glanced at the embarrassed girl tied to the chair with a half-smile, and felt a little more at ease. He squeezed her chin with a heavy hand, "Han Xiaoye, why do you want to live in this world? People like you should have died early. No, they shouldn't have been born. Without you, I would Wouldn't it fall to where it is today, and the Ji family wouldn't be in a state of collapse?"

Han Xiaoye pondered how the answer would not irritate her, and after thinking about it, he decided to follow her words, "Aunt Ji, I only have 1,065 yuan in my bankbook, which makes Ji's family unable to recover. I think 1,065 yuan is slightly less. point."

"Snapped."

   Ji Shuya slapped her face again.

  Han Xiaoye's lips and teeth spread a fishy and sweet taste, she just held back the pain without showing a painful expression.

   For a lunatic like Ji Shuya, if she suffers, she will definitely be happier.

Han Xiaoye shook off the short hair that covered his face, showed a smirk, and continued what he just said, "I don't quite understand what Aunt Ji said today. If my eyesight is 1.5, I'm not mistaken. , the diamond in the middle of the diamond necklace around your neck is at least a dozen carats. According to the market price, it should be 1.8 million. Wearing 1.8 million diamonds tells me this is a small town with a four-figure deposit. I just can't understand it."

"Han Xiaoye, are you mocking me?" Ji Shuya pinched her chin, her fingernails digging into her flesh, word by word, "You think you have taken care of brother Zhiyan, and half of the Fu family's property is yours. already?"

   Before Han Xiaoye could speak, her face twisted, "You're dreaming! Oh, do you really think you're a legitimate Mrs. Fu? In fact, you're just like the thing in your stomach, you're a wild **** that Dad doesn't want!"

The words   ye-plant were inserted into Han Xiaoye's heart. Her heart throbbed, and she pulled the corner of her mouth with a smile, "What do you mean?"

   "Meaning, you didn't marry brother Zhiyan at all."

   "You crap!"

  Han Xiaoye panicked and twisted his wrist.

Ji Shuya just wanted to see her flustered appearance, she felt very at ease, she straightened up, and raised her lips contemptuously, "What I said is true, if you get married abroad, if you don't go through the formalities in China, it's not a marriage. Because there is no legal protection at all. You don't even have a marriage certificate, and you are shamelessly pregnant with a child."

  Is it necessary to go through the formalities in China to get married abroad? She thought that if she got married abroad, it had nothing to do with China. Since there is a formality to go through, why doesn't Fu Zhiyan go through it? Han Xiaoye tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart, raised his chin, and tried his best to make himself look calmer, "Little uncle is just busy recently, so I don't have time."

"Fu Shao, Ruishi, how busy he is to be able to spare a few minutes?" Speaking of this, Ji Shuya was delighted. She stared at the stubborn man with his chin stretched, as if he had seen it through." No, just because he didn't want to marry you at all, right?"

  “…”

  Han Xiaoye pursed his lips.

   Ji Shuya continued, "From the beginning to the end, it was you who pestered him. Brother Zhiyan didn't like you much at first, but he couldn't hold back your shamelessness. He was just responsible for you."

  Fu Zhiyan just to be responsible for her?

  Han Xiaoye pursed the corners of his mouth.

   It seems that the first time he said marriage was when she put wine in the **** soup and made him drunk, and after that, he mentioned it.

   "I don't like it much, at least it means I like it."

   The smile on Ji Shuya's face froze, and she slapped her face again, "Do you say it again?"

Han Xiaoye raised his head, spat out blood, and stared into her eyes, "I don't like him much, at least it means I like it. It's better than if I didn't like him in the first place. And it's enough for me to like him more, 1+1=2.0 .5+1.5 is still 2."

   She just likes Fu Zhiyan!

   I just love it!

   It doesn't matter if he doesn't like it much, she just likes it a little more!

   "You—" Ji Shuya was about to start again when suddenly, there was a sound of brakes from downstairs.

   Her eyes lit up, "Come on."

  Han Xiaoye bit his lower lip, who is here?

   Ji Shuya couldn't answer her, she hurriedly pushed the chair to the open back door, put a Bluetooth headset in her ear, and touched her face, "Let's watch the show."