Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

cigarette? !

  Han Xiaoye suddenly looked up and met a pair of sharp and soul-sucking peach blossom eyes - Quan Ronglian!

   She took two steps back abruptly, turned around in a conditioned reflex, and started running.

   Quan Ronglian grabbed with a long hand and lifted the collar on the back of her neck.

   "Run what?"

  Han Xiaoye has ten thousand grass-mud horses rushing past, but she is a well-known paparazzi in the circle after all. It wasn't once or twice that he was caught or something. She quickly forced herself to calm down, turned around, blinked her eyes, how innocent she was, "You...you suddenly appeared, I was startled and thought it was a ghost, so..."

   Quan Ronglian let go of her, and Taohua's eyes dazzled with a mocking smile, "Are you trying to say that I look like a ghost?"

   "No, no. Mr. looks so good-looking, how could he be a ghost?" She quickly waved her hand.

"gentlemen?"

   Quan Ronglian raised her eyebrows and approached her. Han Xiaoye took two steps back, and unconsciously retreated to the big tree.

  dong——

  The man's big hand pressed against the tree trunk, trapping her between his arms.

   "Little loach, what tricks are you playing?"

   "You...what are you doing?"

  Han Xiaoye stuttered, put his hands on his chest, opened the distance between the two, and swallowed nervously.

   "Sir, you must have identified the wrong person. It's all my fault. You have a public face. But any resemblance is purely coincidental."

"If there is any similarity, it is purely coincidental. Do you think I will believe you?" Quan Ronglian raised her chin recklessly, her sharp lips slightly raised, "Han Xiaoye, you ran away at the last banquet. Pretty fast?"

   How could Quan Ronglian know her name? !

  Han Xiaoye flashed countless thoughts in an instant.

   But soon she was sure that Quan Ronglian didn't know that she was the paparazzi beautiful boy warrior who was famous for being spicy. If he knew, what he mentioned was definitely not about escaping from the last banquet, but the hot news that Tianwang Quan Ronglian was GAY from the color analysis of his underwear written by her.

   Her eyes rolled fast, thinking about how to escape.

"Ah……"

   Just wanted to lighten up the atmosphere.

   Suddenly, a woman passing by the lawn screamed excitedly, "Quan Ronglian! Ahhhh! It's Quan Ronglian!"

As soon as the words    Quan Ronglian came out, there was a commotion all around.

  Yin Jue couldn't care less about that, and rushed over to remind the two of Shudong, "Rong Lian, someone found you, hurry up!"

   Quan Ronglian also noticed the movement not far away, frowned impatiently, clasped Han Xiaoye's wrist, and said concisely, "Go!"

   She left only when she was sick! Han Xiaoye seized this opportunity, shook his hand, and shouted, "Oh my God, I got Quan Ronglian's hand! I'm so lucky to be able to shake his hand!"

   "Did you hear what that person said? Quan Ronglian can shake hands!"

   "Go, let's go too!"

  The people not far away began to move.

   Yin Juehan was about to come out in a hurry, "Brother, I'll call you brother. If you don't leave, your female fan will come and tear you apart."

   Quan Ronglian glanced at the girl pretending to be a fan of **** with a murderous look.

   "I'm going to die happily, ah ah ah, I don't know if I can still ask for an autograph?"

   Anyway, with so many people in the hospital, Quan Ronglian absolutely cannot stay any longer. She just needs to disturb the scene, and then take advantage of the chaos.

   She is so beautiful, I never imagined it. After a while, she was picked up by the waist and carried on her back!

   Yin Jue was stunned!

  The people around were also stunned!

  The only person who was not shocked, quickly pressed the shutter and captured the big news.

   "Let go! Quan Ronglian, let me go!" Han Xiaoye struggled desperately.

   Was his brain caught in the door? This is the hospital! Hospital! There are so many people taking photos with their mobile phones ten meters away. What does this man do on her shoulders, she doesn't want to make headlines!

   "Let me go, did I hear? You're a ********, it's a scandal. Quan Ronglian, let me go, or I'll call the police!"

   "If you don't want the people around you to know that you are a stalker, just shut up!" Quan Ronglian impatiently scolded the dishonest person on her shoulder. If it hadn't been for her trouble, would he have resorted to this?

   glanced at the people around him, his brows were even tighter, and he said 'go' to the petrified Yin Jue. Then he stepped on the flip-flops and walked in front. He was tall and had long legs, and he walked out more than ten meters in a blink of an eye.

   "Wait for me." Yin Jue put away his chin that fell on the ground and quickly followed.

   Walking all the way, Han Xiaoye was shaken and dizzy, and he didn't even have the strength to shout. Finally, they reached the underground garage, and a white nanny car was parked at the entrance of the garage. Yin Jue opened the car door, Quan Ronglian threw the person on her shoulder into the car, and got into the car neatly.

"drive."

  The manager hurriedly stepped on the accelerator, and swept away the people who followed, and the car gradually drove into the quiet highway.

   soon stopped in front of an antique street. Han Xiaoye knew that this was the famous film and television city in Rui City.

  What did Quan Ronglian take her to the Studio City for?

   She shrank beside the car door and rubbed her stomach without a trace. Damn, the bump just now almost killed her, and her stomach, which she had managed to raise in the past two days, began to cramp again. She pursed her lips and resisted the discomfort in her body. While greeting the eighteenth generation of Quan Ronglian's ancestor in her heart, she pondered how to deal with it for a while.

  ‘Card wipe. ’

  The door opened from the outside.

  A middle-aged man wearing glasses nodded and bowed his head and came in to say hello, "Young Master Quan, Young Master Jue, Brother Cheng, you are finally here. The director has been waiting for a while."

   Quan Ronglian got off the car first, and the flip-flops clacked on the ground.

   He stretched out his hand inside, "Come down."

  The assistant director looked at the car strangely, come down? Could there be someone else in the star's car?

  Han Xiaoye in the car ignored him and jumped out of the car.

  The crew was not far away, Han Xiaoye saw hundreds of people wearing clothes from the Republic of China, squatting on the street chatting at a glance. In the very center of the street, there are dozens of people sitting in a group, and above their heads, the photography machine is humming.

  The assistant director ran into the crowd and said something. In less than three minutes, a sloppy man in big pants came over.

   "Beauty Rong Lian, little lord, good morning."

   "Even though you were half an hour late, but you said it was early, are you sarcastic?" Quan Ronglian spoke in a standard Beijing accent. He took out the cigarette case habitually, and was about to take the cigarette, but found that it was empty. His man frowned, his face full of displeasure.

   "Yes, how dare I mock you." The man with the bushy beard turned his head and his eyes fell on Han Xiaoye, "Hey, who is this little girl?"

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  PS: My little brother saw a little sister in the comment saying that it was her birthday today, so I wish you a happy birthday here. Everyone's comments, brother, have read, silent questions, in addition to hurry up, do you have other suggestions and opinions? By the way, the group number [274265085] of the book group Lingxiao Palace in this book is the title of the book, the name of any character in the book, and the pseudonym of the author is also considered. Brother thank you again for your support