Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   Just kidding, in the presence of so many people, if she collapsed, she would just buy a piece of tofu and kill her.

   Especially, there are rivals in love among these people!

   is still the first love level rival present!

   But the more he wanted to hold back, the more he could feel the blood flowing into rivers again and again... Han Xiaoye was really afraid that the paper on the pad would not be able to hold it, and he couldn't sit still.

   At this moment, Fu Zhiyan picked up his coat and got up, "I'm sorry everyone, I'm in a hurry, I have to go first."

   This guy was chatting happily, and when he heard that he was leaving, he was stunned. How can the host leave before the guests have finished eating?

  Qin Fang was still quick to respond, and smiled and took the place back, "If you want to walk, we'll let you go after four drinks."

   "Four cups is not enough, at least five cups." Another person teased.

   "Ah, five cups are too few, and Mr. Fu is late and leaving early. No matter what, you have to give a big message."

   In this situation, Qin Fang couldn't stop it.

  Fu Zhiyan took the remaining half of Maotai from the table and directly replaced it with a red wine glass. Filled up a whole glass, with picturesque eyes and elegant elegance, "It's really a little urgent today, I'll apologize for this one."

  Han Xiaoye saw that there was also a couple of taels of white wine in the glass, and bit his lower lip. He just wanted to say that she was not going, and the blood-stained demeanor was not gone either. He has gracefully raised the glass, raised his head and drank it!

   "Mr. Fu is refreshing!"

   "Good drink!"

  The crowd applauded.

Fu Zhiyan put down the goblet without a drop left, the mist in Danfeng's eyes became thicker and thicker, the misty eyes were dark and bottomless, his handsome face was cold, and his thin lips touched, "Everyone play slowly. "

  Qin Fang gave him a look of reassurance and gave it to me, and heated up the atmosphere of the box again.

  Fu Zhiyan rubbed his swollen temples and pulled up the people beside him, "Let's go."

  …

   After leaving the dynasty, Han Xiaoye was peeking at the man beside him all the way.

  Looking at his steady steps, he didn't look like he was drunk. But for some reason, she always felt that there was something wrong with Fu Zhiyan at the moment.

   Even though he still has a handsome face with no expression, he just doesn’t know what’s wrong. She finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Little uncle, are you alright?"

   "Yes." Because of the drinking, his voice became more and more hoarse and unspeakable.

   "Really?" How could she remember that he wasn't a good drinker?

   The person walking in front suddenly stopped, and the flowing Danfeng looked at her, "Aren't you going to buy sanitary napkins? Hurry up."

  Fu Zhiyan drank alcohol, so naturally he couldn't drive.

   Fortunately, Dynasty has a dedicated driver, and Bentley parked smoothly in the largest supermarket nearby.

   "Mr. Fu, here we are."

   Leaning on the sofa and closing his eyes, the man opened his eyes, pinched the bridge of his nose with his slender fingers, then opened the car door, got out of the car first, and stretched out his hand toward the inside, "Come down."

  Han Xiaoye followed and got out of the car.

  The supermarket is very big, which means that there are many people who come here to buy things. As soon as she enters the supermarket, she first takes a shopping basket. Go straight to the area that sells daily necessities.

  All kinds of sanitary napkins were piled up on the shelves, and Han Xiaoye's eyes were dazzled, and another 'tide' that was about to bleed into a river came, and she quickly looked for it.

   Seventh dimension... Seventh dimension...

  Damn, where is the seventh dimension?

   Looking at row after row, she saw ABC, Sophie, and Hu Shubao, but she didn't see the seven-dimensional space she had been using.

   Just when she was about to pick up a random one, a beautiful hand took a bag of pink and purple things from the top of the shelf.

"it's here."

   The pink and purple steamed bun was handed to her. The four big characters written on it with claws and claws were not the seven-dimensional space that she had never found? !

  Fu Zhiyan helped her get the sanitary napkin! !

   The feudal and the dean's man helped her to get the aunt paper!

  Han Xiaoye was a little dumbfounded!

"I remember that besides using this color, you will also buy black." He said it very naturally. He took out another one for the extended night from the top. He glanced at it and seemed to be unsure, frowning slightly. " Is that so?"

   He has an outstanding temperament, and he looks like he stands out among the crowd. In the daily necessities area full of girls, holding a sanitary napkin in such a serious way, the visual impact is like an atomic bomb explosion. Many girls looked over, and their eyes were simply Chi Guoguo's surprise plus envy and hatred.

  Han Xiaoye's cheeks flushed, and he quickly grabbed the 'bread' in his hand, put it into the shopping basket, and stammered, "That... little uncle, let's check out."

  The long line of checkout was far away, and it was finally their turn to checkout. Han Xiaoye put the things on it and saw a small box the size of a palm in her pile of things. The clerk in charge of the checkout quickly raised his head and glanced at the two of them, then lowered his head and swiftly marked the price, "Hello, a total of 54.8, if you want a shopping bag, 55 yuan."

"want."

   After paying the bill, Han Xiaoye immediately ran into the toilet with the bag.

   She breathed a sigh of relief after changing the sanitary napkin. He put the bag on the sink, and when he was about to go out after washing his hands, he found the small box that Fu Zhiyan had put into the bag before.

   "What's this?" She picked it up curiously and looked at it, and even the tips of her ears suddenly turned red.

   She finally knew why the clerk at the checkout looked up at her, because he was holding a box that sold that and that!

  He helped her choose sanitary napkins, and she was still buying that and that in public. All the anomalies indicated a problem—Fu Zhiyan was drunk!

   It's no wonder that she only reacted now. It's really that Fu Zhiyan can't tell the difference between when he's drunk and when he's not drunk.

   But he seems to be extraordinarily... direct when he's drunk.

  Han Xiaoye held the small-sleeve-sleeve box in his hand, and suddenly thumped his chest a little, what a good chance to smash it, because her relatives will patronize her!

  Or, Bi-Bloodwashed-Silver-Gun?

   Thinking of the tragic scene on her first bite, she dismissed the idea again.

   Such a good opportunity, but his body fell off the chain at a critical moment, Han Xiaoye was terribly stuck. She thought about it, and suddenly a bright light came to her mind!

  Other people say that they tell the truth after drinking. If he is drunk, she can't...hehe.

   There was something in her heart, she couldn't wait to go out, and finally waited for Bentley to drive back to the villa. As soon as Han Xiaoye entered the door, he rolled his eyes and quickly put the things away, and said inadvertently, "Little uncle."

   "Huh?" Fu Zhiyan untied the first button on the collar of his shirt, which seemed uncomfortable, and his brows were tightly locked.

  Han Xiaoye had a lot of things to ask, but seeing how tired he was, he couldn't ask anymore. She took out a water glass from the cabinet, poured him a glass of hot water and handed it over, "Does it hurt?"