Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   Quan Ronglian relaxed her tensed muscles, her handsome chin rested on her shoulder, and sneered mockingly, whether she was laughing at the passing of the angina, or mocking herself.

  Han Xiaoye was quiet for a few minutes. Seeing that he didn't want to let go, he started to move again, "Hey, it's almost done, otherwise I'll be welcome."

Quan Ronglian let go of her hand, and suddenly evoked ecstatic peach blossom eyes, unable to tell whether he was serious or joking Wen Wen, "Girl, if you say that you are my girlfriend on Weibo, Fu Zhi will What will happen to the language?"

  Han Xiaoye pushed him away, pouted, and said seriously, "He will think your head was kicked by a donkey. It's boring."

   Quan Ronglian hooked the corner of her mouth, "I also find it quite boring."

   He casually flicked the dust off his trousers and took out his cigarette case. Before taking out the slender Marlboro, Han Xiaoye was already staring at him and reminded, "This is a hospital ward, you have to smoke out."

   Quan Ronglian was not angry, she put half of the cigarettes she had drawn out into the cigarette case, and suddenly asked, "Why did you pretend not to know me at the police station that day?"

  "..." Didn't he pretend he didn't know it first?

"Afraid of me, or do you hate me?" His peach blossom eyes were unruly, leaning against the chair with a masculine look, his willful black flip-flops unruly revealing a pair of white insteps, it was obvious that other men were either sissy or sloppy. Flip-flops, worn on his feet, seemed self-willed. The kind of difference carved into the bones seems to have its own aura, which makes people involuntarily set their eyes on him. It's no wonder that when he was in the entertainment industry, every month there were gossip big Vs revealing how bad his attitude towards fans was. It can't stop those crazy fans from liking him. If a man like him is not an actor in a movie, a singer must be the most arrogant and free rock department.

  A beautiful person is always annoying.

  Han Xiaoye thinks, she definitely doesn't hate Quan Ronglian. But more, really no more. It's a bit scary, after all, the scene where he held a gun and forced himself to shoot him in the chest is still vivid in my mind. Anyone would be scared.

but……

   She raised her head, met the man's beautiful and delicate peach eyes, and said naturally, "I don't like you."

   Quan Ronglian froze.

   "I couldn't like it before, I can't like it now, and I won't like it in the future." She has said this twice, and this is the third time.

   "Shut up, I don't think I've heard it." Quan Ronglian threw the diamond box in front of her, her face was not very good-looking, "A gift, if you want it, throw it away."

  Han Xiaoye didn't answer, pushed the box back to him again, raised his chin, "I don't want it."

   Quan Ronglian was about to be mad at her stinky stone, her face was ugly, and she said, "If you don't want it, just throw it away."

   "You brought it yourself, you have to throw it away yourself." She added, "Don't throw it in front of me, you really want to throw it away and throw it away."

The angina pectoris, which had finally been calmed down, almost recurred, Quan Ronglian's rebellious outline was tense, he was silent for a moment, clenched his fists, looked down at the little woman with short hair, and said word by word, "You must Why can't you come down to the stage like this?"

   "..." Han Xiaoye didn't speak, his eyes avoided his gaze.

   "Okay! Han Xiaoye, you are doing well!" Quan Ronglian took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, stepped on flip-flops, picked up the box on the hospital bed, and squeezed it in the palm of her hand, "You have no **** heart!"

  Han Xiaoye felt very uncomfortable in his heart, his mouth moved, but the words he spat out were still very ruthless, "I gave my heart to others, but I didn't have it in the first place."

   Quan Ronglian almost shot her without a scoop!

   The edges and corners of the box in the palm of the hand are in pain. The heart seemed to be torn abruptly, and the blood dripping was not enough to describe the dull pain of the hammer blow. Obviously it is not angina pectoris, but it is more unbearable than angina pectoris. It's suffocating, it makes people want to go crazy!

   is not a woman, is not a woman who falls in love with other men, why the **** can't let go! Why do you torture people like this, after so many years, and still like her so much?

   Under the severe pain, the man's temples jumped abruptly, his handsome face was ashen, his eyes almost pinched.

Han Xiaoye felt the pressure. It wasn't that she wasn't afraid to provoke Quan Ronglian, but she was still afraid and said stubbornly, "I really don't like you, and I definitely won't be able to like you. At the police station, we both Wouldn't it be nice to 'don't know' each other? Otherwise, we'll..."

   "Do you know the Huangpu River?" Quan Ronglian interrupted her.

  The Huangpu River is the largest river in S City near the capital. It runs through the entire city and flows directly into the sea. Because the river is majestic, it has become a must-see attraction in S City. Of course Han Xiaoye knew, but the problem was that she didn't know why he suddenly mentioned the Huangpu River.

Quan Ronglian seemed to see what she was thinking, squinted her peach blossom eyes, and became very cold, "If you go on, I don't mind throwing you into the Huangpu River to feed the fish. Anyway, you talk about Chairman Mao's theory all the time. Just to make your life shine."

  The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie, Han Xiaoye is definitely not a hero and martyr who would rather die than surrender. Others don't know what Quan Ronglian's family does, but she knows it perfectly. Throwing the Huangpu River to feed the fish is definitely no joke! Han Xiaoye immediately closed his mouth knowing the current affairs. She said everything she had to say, and he couldn't help it if he didn't listen.

   The two were awkwardly silent for a while, and Quan Ronglian felt a little thirsty for a cigarette again, and when she touched her bag, she remembered what she just said was a hospital ward. The finger that had already touched the cigarette case let go of it irritably, and said with a displeased face, "When you met me at the police station, the person beside me was my sister. She has a bad temper, you better not talk to her. It has something to do with it. If you see her later, remember to take a detour. Otherwise, the Huangpu River that the Lord said may be to show you the scenery, and the Huangpu River she said must be to let you see the scenery in the belly of the fish. Understand?"

   Quan Wanwan's temper is too explosive. If you know that she is Fu Zhiyan's woman, Fu Zhiyan will get into trouble and she will have to toss and toss.

  Han Xiaoye was about to say that he didn't understand much when the phone on the bed rang. Fu Zhiyan's exclusive ringtone was the wedding march that she downloaded specially. When she remembered it, she immediately picked up her phone. Sure enough, the words "facial paralysis" jumped on the phone.

  Fu Zhiyan actually took the initiative to call!

   She immediately connected, pretending to be calm and reserved, "Hello."

   "What are you doing?" The man's voice was as good as ever.

  Han Xiaoye glanced at Quan Ronglian, who was lying on the side, without blinking, "Sleep."

  How can you answer the phone so quickly when you sleep? The man at the five-star dining table lowered his eyes...