Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   "She doesn't eat it." Cold, anyone can hear the speaker's displeasure. The expensive man put his plate in front of Han Xiaoye, and said lightly, "You can only eat one piece at most."

  Han Xiaoye naturally took the plate away, "I won't eat it."

  There are bacteria in the sashimi, so she can eat some without the small buns in her stomach, but now she does not eat unhygienic food with the small buns in her stomach.

   She picked up the chopsticks, put some cooked food for herself into the bowl, and ate it.

   Gu Yufei put down the mustard in embarrassment, looked at Fu Zhiyan, and then at Han Xiaoye, who was engrossed in eating without knowing anything, his brows furrowed, and soon relaxed again, smiling and chatting with Fu Zhiyan.

  Two equally excellent bosses chatted, completely silent swords and shadows. Han Xiaoye was a rookie in the shopping mall and wanted to help, but found that he couldn't get in at all. Lin Shuwan seized the opportunity to express himself in various ways, pretending to be pretentious, and Han Xiaoye rolled his eyes.

   After eating, she was the first to be full, and sat and listened quietly for a while, she couldn't bear Lin Shuwan's pretentious look. She got up and pulled out the seat cushion and said with a smile, "President Gu, President, Vice President Lin, I'm sorry."

  Lin Shu wanted her to leave quickly, and nodded immediately, "It's okay, let's go."

  Go for a bird!

   That 'Go, Pikachu' tone is enough!

  Han Xiaoye really couldn't stand her anymore, for fear that he would not be able to control his violent temper if he stayed here, he twitched the corners of his mouth, but he didn't smile, "Excuse me."

  …

   Leaving the private room, she breathed a sigh of relief.

   She drank too much water while eating, she really wanted to go to the toilet.

   asked the waiter to find the bathroom and came out of the toilet, she felt much more comfortable. After washing my hands, I was about to go back to watch someone pretend.

   When I was passing by one of the boxes, I suddenly heard a familiar voice.

   "I don't want, I don't want to go abroad, I don't want to leave you."

   This voice...

Isn't    Rococo?

  Han Xiaoye stopped involuntarily.

   How could Rococo be here? Could it be that Quan Ronglian is also there?

  Han Xiaoye's heart lifted, and she thought of how Jiang Ning got out of the car a few days ago. The body walks faster than the brain, and the ear unconsciously sticks to the door of the private room.

  In the private room.

   Quan Ronglian frowned fiercely, her expression full of impatience. In addition to him, there were several other people in the private room. Among them, an extravagant and friendly baby-faced man carefully hugged the waist of a proud beauty as if he was caring for fragile treasures. A neat woman in a motorcycle suit. Who are Yin Jue, Gu Qingshen and Lin Huiyin? In addition to these few people, there is another pair in the corner, it is Yan Xu and Han Susu. Han Susu looked a lot more mature than the last time she saw her, and her dress became more foreign. Her long black hair was cut into the recently popular lazy head. She was wearing a Givenchy suit and a Cartier ring on her wrist. Niao Yiren hugged Yan Xu's arm. Yan Xu changed from the sunshine and gentleness that he used to be, and he didn't know why he had a melancholy temperament. From time to time, he glanced at Gu Qingshen not far away.

  Yin Jue had a panoramic view of his reaction, and hugged Gu Qingshen's arm even harder, as if swearing his sovereignty.

   "I hate that face." Gu Qingshen's long curly hair was sideways, radiant like a queen. She made no secret of her disgust, looking at the crying Rococo with contempt in her eyes, "A fake face, it makes people sick to look at. I really want to scratch her."

   "Don't you like Han Xiaoye? Why do I find out that you always like to stand out for her?" Yin Jue's smile was very kind, which made people feel good at first glance.

Gu Qingshen rolled his eyes at his handsome face mercilessly, flipped his hair, and said, "I don't like Han Xiaoye, but I don't like it doesn't mean others don't like it. I don't like it. Han Xiaoye, but I hate when others bully Han Xiaoye, can't I?"

   "Yes." Yin Jue shrugged his shoulders, very affectionately, "You can say whatever you want."

Gu Qingshen stared at him for a minute, then sneered, "I said, can you not laugh at me like an orangutan in estrus in the zoo? I really don't feel the mood to see your smile in spring. How good would that be."

   Yin Jue has gradually taken over the Yin Group in the past two years, and his methods in the shopping mall have been a lot sharper. Many people are afraid of her, and there is no one who speaks so mercilessly like Gu Qingshen.

   Yin Jue didn't get angry, she swept the pair in the corner, leaned close to her ear, and said intimately, "Didn't I find a place for you? You don't want others to sympathize with you, do you?"

  Gu Qingshen glared at him and pulled his arm away, "Don't meddle with Mr. Yin's business. Gu Qingshen never cares about other people's opinions. What do they think of me, they care about me."

She is as strong as a flame, but not annoying. "If I have to rely on acting to make people not sympathize with me, then I will sympathize with myself. Also, Yan Xu and I have passed, and I have nothing to do with acting. his."

   She was dismissive of what she said, but there was an uncontrollable pain in her heart.

  Seven years of love, how can it be said that the past is gone.

   She has done the worst, most shameless, and most undignified things in her life, all for this man. But at that time she never thought that she might not spend her life with this man. She felt that as long as she worked hard, she could get it if she wanted. As a result, fate slapped her hard. She had betrayed her best friend, just for this man. After going around in circles, this man finally belongs to the sister of his once best friend.

  Gu Qingshen laughed at herself, but she wasn't someone who could afford it and couldn't put it down, so she adjusted her emotions in a blink of an eye. Like a stranger, he naturally looked away.

   "I don't want, Master Quan, I don't want to go abroad, I don't want to leave you, I really don't want to leave you." Rococo kept mumbling, tears falling down. She stretched out her hand to grab the man's hand, and then retracted her flamboyant fingers in mid-air, her tears falling even more urgently.

   What qualifications does she have to touch him now, she is hopelessly dirty, she can't even stand it herself, how can she be worthy of touching a man as dazzling as a star.

But... Rococo bit his lower lip and tried to squeeze out a smile that he had practiced countless times in front of the mirror, "Young Master Quan, I have no other idea, I just want to stay by your side, even if I look at you from a distance. all good."

   "Tell me first, why did Fu Zhiyan punish you?" Quan Ronglian's peach blossom eyes were affectionate and ruthless.