Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   To prepare for a wedding In addition to wedding photos, there are many trivial things to be busy with.

   Such as bouquets, candies, invitations and the like. Fu Zhiyan also had to prepare for the long honeymoon vacation, all of which fell on Han Xiaoye. She was as busy as a spinning top before she found the bridesmaid dresses, and then went to the wedding shop to see the ready-made wedding candies and invitations.

   This time their wedding is not going to be a big or special event. It may be the same as Suri's wedding, and it will mainly take the warm route.

   There are not many guests invited, and they are basically good friends.

  For example, Jiang Ning, Mo Xiaxia, Sinanqing, Mo Qi, Gu Qingshen... In addition, there are some good friends of Aunt Feng and individuals in D city, such as Aunt Liu and Aunt Liu's family.

  Han Xiaoye went to the store to choose the style of the invitation, and just after he left the store, he saw a familiar girl with dazzling colored hair, playing with her mobile phone and walking by. Next to her was a tall, thin, tall boy who was handsome and fair. It was the hand that was wrapping her shoulders, showing a sense of cynicism no matter what.

   "Song Ranran?"

  Han Xiaoye was surprised when he recognized who the girl was holding. In her impression, although Song Ranran is particularly self-centered, she looks pure and well-behaved when she dresses up, which can easily make people feel good. Why is it like this now? And isn't it Monday? She is not in school, why is she hanging around outside? Does Aunt Liu know?

   The girl who was playing with her phone all the way heard her voice, stopped and looked at Han Xiaoye. First, I was in a state of embarrassment, trying to avoid looking into Han Xiaoye's eyes. Immediately, he seemed to remember something, and looked over with resentment.

   "Ran Ran, who is she?" The tall boy took Song Ranran's shoulders and looked Han Xiaoye up and down.

  Han Xiaoye wore a white T-shirt and jeans today. His short hair was rolled up in lazy waves, looking youthful and fashionable. Anyone who looked at her would think she was a college student, but would not have thought that she was married and had children.

   "I...sister." Song Ranran deliberately stabbed Han Xiaoye.

   The tall boy let out a snort, laughed sullenly, and whistled, "Your sister looks pretty good. Do you have a match?"

   "Why?" Song Ranran felt uncomfortable and glanced at the man beside her with a warning, "Ou Chenhao, don't forget, you are my boyfriend."

   "Your boyfriend?" Han Xiaoye frowned, "Isn't it Monday? Why didn't you go to school?"

   "Whatever your business, didn't you refuse to help me before?" Song Ranran said fiercely.

  Han Xiaoye took a breath, "I told you all the reasons why I didn't help you."

   As soon as Song Ranran heard this sentence, she remembered her secret love that ended bleakly, and her heart tightened. She clearly knew that it had nothing to do with Han Xiaoye, but she couldn't help but put the blame on Han Xiaoye.

   It's all her fault!

   She knew from the beginning that Si Nanqing had a girlfriend but didn't tell herself from the beginning. If she told herself from the beginning, she would not necessarily be so embarrassed.

   She just wanted to see her own jokes!

   "Tell me, huh, of course you told me, you've seen enough of my jokes, how could you not tell me."

  Song Ranran didn't think about it at all at the moment. At first, Han Xiaoye didn't know that she was interested in Sinanqing's fault, and instinctively put all her mistakes on others' heads to make herself more comfortable.

  Han Xiaoye was inexplicably blamed by her, frowning in a knot. She is not the Virgin, nor is she a bun. The reason why she called out Song Ranran was just because of Aunt Liu. She and Song Ranran can only be regarded as acquaintances. Since they don't appreciate it, she won't be stupid to join up and have to be a teacher to preach. He simply took out his mobile phone and didn't bother to argue with Song Ranran, "I don't care, your grandma can always take care of you? I'll call your grandma."

   "You—" Song Ranran was a little scared.

   If her grandma found out that she didn't go to school on Monday and ran out to find her boyfriend to play games, she would definitely tell her parents. Her mother is okay, her father will be furious. In the past, Song Ranran was not afraid. Anyway, everyone in the family doted on her, but now she is a little afraid. Because recently her father was in a daze because of business affairs, and he often came home with a low pressure and a bad temper. You must know that not only did she not have a good class at school, but she also skipped classes to fight puppy love, which might kill her.

   The boy beside her reacted faster than her. He reached out and squeezed Han Xiaoye's wrist. He grinned and raised his voice, "Sister, I'm afraid it's not good to make a small report."

  Han Xiaoye raised his head and glanced at him. I have to say that this little boy is not bad, and he is white and clean. No matter how he smiles, there is a little bit of bad in it. But she saw a lot of handsome guys like Quan Ronglian and Fu Zhiyan, and when she looked at this little boy again, it was inevitable that her hair didn't grow evenly. She glanced at Ou Chenhao rudely, and said calmly, "Let go."

   "I let go, sister, what should you do if you went to complain to someone? I have to protect my girlfriend, right?"

  Song Ranran bit her lower lip, seemingly moved.

  Han Xiaoye sneered, "You protect her? What are you using to protect her? Are you talking about it?"

  Ou Chenhao was not angry, the corners of his mouth twitched, "At least I didn't let my sister sue you for now."

   "Huh." Han Xiaoye didn't bother to waste time with him, "Let go?"

   "Okay, give me your phone and I'll relax."

  Han Xiaoye glanced at him impatiently out of the corner of the eye, and suddenly frowned and asked, "Little boy, do you know how to fall over your shoulder?"

"……of course I know."

   "Do you think the person who was dropped hurts?"

  Ou Chenhao finally realized something was wrong, "What do you mean?"

  Han Xiaoye suddenly grabbed his hand with a backhand, and threw him violently over his shoulder, knocking him to the ground. Then he clapped his hands and said condescendingly, "I mean to let you feel whether it hurts when you fall over your shoulder, how about it, now you know whether it hurts or not?"

   "Chen Hao!" Song Ranran trotted over, helped him up, and looked at Han Xiaoye angrily, "Sister Xiaoye, don't go too far!"

  Han Xiaoye was too lazy to tell her, so he called Aunt Liu and told her about seeing Song Ranran on the side of the road. Then hung up the phone and put away the phone. Looking directly at Song Ranran with anger and disbelief, and then with a strong guilty conscience, he said, "Don't think how much I want to care about you, to put it bluntly, you are not really my sister. You love He Niao Mao. The relationship is with Tomo, and it has nothing to do with me. This call is to explain my conscience, not to you. "

   "You can't go to university, you have a poor education and can't find a job in the future, what's the matter with me? To put it in a bad way, I'm relying on you to support me?"