Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   "You... when are you going to meet your parents? Are you sure about the relationship? You can't let Xiao Ningzi down, she really likes you."

   Quan Ronglian heard her say seriously there, but did not feel lost at all. Knowing that this is Han Xiaoye, his heart still colics involuntarily.

  Almost resentful, he leaned over and bit her chattering neck.

   "Hi--" Han Xiaoye gasped in pain and struggled, "What are you doing? Relax! Are you a dog?"

The man who was lying on her neck didn't let go, as if he wanted to vent all his anger over the years, and he kept biting out a deep tooth mark. Lips, sneered, "Do you understand now?"

   "Han Xiaoye, you are not qualified to dictate your master's private life, who are you? Why do you care who you are with and who you are not with. Who are you to live up to, and who are you not to betray?"

   "I didn't mean that, I just thought..."

   "You don't need to think, what do you think is the use? Also, if you like it? Can you be together if you like it? Grandpa also likes you, why don't you dump Fu Zhiyan and be with Grandpa?"

  “…”

   Quan Ronglian let go of her hand, took out a cigarette from her pocket and lit it, the cigarette **** that was on and off made him extraordinarily handsome. But there was deep decadence in the handsome man, "Little loach, why do you think you can do things that you can't do yourself?"

  Yes, he doesn't hate Jiang Ning. But just like what he and Jiang Ning said, if liking means only looking at this woman and never looking at anyone else, then he has only liked one woman. If by dislike she meant disgust with a woman, he wouldn't spend so much time with a disgusted woman. What he said to Jiang Ning, if he had to use one word to describe it, it would be the next best thing.

   But love is never possible.

   is just like a sentence he accidentally saw on a TV series some time ago-if you have ever met such a person in your life, then everyone behind you will become a future.

   And he has never been in the habit of going forward.

   Either not or the best.

   There is another reason, what he and Jiang Ning said, they can never get married.

  His family is destined to be something that Jiang Ning cannot integrate into, including his work and what he is doing. Jiang Ning is a pure person, very energetic and dazzling. He didn't want to kill such a vigorous life in a cruel life.

  The giants are sometimes not as beautiful as they imagined.

   And he, if that person is not Han Xiaoye, I am afraid he will not spend all his energy, just like what Fu Zhiyan is doing now, sheltering the city from the wind and rain for one person!

   This point, he made it very clear to Jiang Ning from the beginning, he disdain to play with other people's feelings, and he doesn't want to play with other people's feelings. It was right for Jiang Ning to choose to give up on him, because even he gave up on himself. And once you give up, it will take several years.

   The arrogant man raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a mocking sneer. He was clearly sarcastic, but there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

   "Han Xiaoye, you are not qualified to take care of my affairs, do you understand?"

   "...I don't care, I just..."

   The sharp peach blossom eyes narrowed, and his long legs slammed on the wall beside her. He leaned back slightly and put his hands in his trouser pockets.

   "It's not just! Han Xiaoye, do you care about your grandfather? You can either take care of a man like your for the rest of your life, or don't look back when you see your grandfather dying on the side of the road!"

   Ruthless! Decisive enough!

  Han Xiaoye whispered, "That's what you're saying, you get windy from time to time, I'm not blind."

   Quan Ronglian was almost stunned by her anger!

   Mingming said to himself 10,000 times, don't be influenced by her. But when she heard her say that, it seemed as if someone had punched her in the chest, and silent pain spread throughout her body. Passing through the limbs and bones, I just want the fine needles to be stationed in the blood vessels, and from time to time pass through the blood vessels, and stab the heart!

   "You said that you have a convulsion?"

   He grabbed the short-haired little woman's wrist and closed it a little. The deep peach blossom eyes are beautiful in shape, but at this moment, they appear even brighter because of anger.

He stared at those smart and beautiful eyes, his rosy thin lips twitched violently, touched it up and down, and said coldly, "You're wrong, it's not a convulsion, it's **** crazy! I am I'm crazy to fall in love with a woman like you! I'm crazy to be like an idiot for so many years, and I want you to come by my side in my dreams! I'm crazy to still be damned now as soon as I hear you're hurt I came to deliver medicine to you, like a pug, but I wanted to get close, but I was afraid that it would be abandoned after a moment of warmth, and fell into a colder ice cellar. For my poor sake, give me a little hope."

   His big knuckled hand pinched her chin, his eyes were clearly full of anger, but that anger was wrapped in a deep love that couldn't be freed from.

"What do you want my father to do? What can I do? Apart from letting you get out, what else can my father do? Oh, no, I can't even let you get out. Do you think it's ridiculous for me to be like this? I told you to leave, said harshly that I would never contact you again, I would never talk to you again, and the next second, I ran to you like a lunatic and said I can't leave you." He paused, sarcastic. , "Just like me now, like a lunatic."

   "No, Mad Dog."

   Isn't he a mad dog?

   What can describe his behavior other than a mad dog?

   But what can he do?

  I once thought that as long as I took out my heart, if I don't want it, I would be able to leave it together with her inside. But fuck- it doesn't work, it just doesn't work! Obviously I don't remember anything, but I remember her face! I forgot everything, but I wanted to keep Rococo who had plastic surgery to look like her! Obviously everything has been renovated, she is married, she is pregnant, she has a child, only he is still standing! It's like a wolf who chooses a good master, but is ruthlessly betrayed by the master he chooses!

   Quan Ronglian's eyes were crimson, and that kind of red was a rouge-colored crimson. Shockingly beautiful! But there is no femininity on his face, a man to the extreme! Handsome to the extreme! Lonely to the extreme!

  Han Xiaoye was stunned and said, "You're not with Xiao Ningzi..."

   Didn't he develop well with Xiao Ningzi before?

And after so long, Quan Ronglian didn't appear in her life very much. She thought that those old and rotten millets had long passed... Han Xiaoye couldn't tell how he felt now, such a handsome guy likes him, and he has been If you like yourself, a woman will be happy. But she couldn't be happy in earnest, on the contrary, she felt uncomfortably bored in her heart, it was as heavy as a rock.