Chapter 17

"Reason!" he didn't believe her professionalism.

Qingyuan blinked and looked at him.

He was so calm that he didn't look like the man who parked the car rough just now.

"I ask you why you have to send it!"

The woman was not so dull twice before.

Under his forced gaze, Qingyao blurted out: "my salary for half a year."

Lu Shaoqiu looked at her and smiled contemptuously: "I should think it's for money."

Three years ago, she was able to sell herself to Dongfang Bing and marry a "half dead man" for only a few hundred thousand.

Three years later, a woman like her is used to wearing a man's face that can bring her half a year's salary at a banquet because of money.

Suddenly, the familiar feeling of contempt came back.

She loves money, yes, he loves it, but he despises such a woman who has no limit for money! Despise to the extreme!

He really passed out for the first time in his life for such a little Mustang girl!

"What's your salary for half a year?"

Looking at his increasingly gloomy face, Qingyao shrank into the back of the chair.

He's not angry. Fortunately, she doesn't feel how powerful she is.

But this damned man can change his face too much, and when he changes, it's especially frightening. His heart is subconsciously crushed.

Lu Shaoqiu was angry: "say, how much!"

It's better to say that you are angry than angry with her. Anger will have an inexplicable trust and favor for her.

A cunning woman who can disguise is even more hateful!

The air in the whole spacious carriage seemed to become cold. Qingyao quickly took out his mobile phone from his bag. His hand trembled slightly. He opened Baidu, found the same model as the weekly camera and sent it to him: "the price of this is my salary for half a year."

Lu Shaoqiu glanced at the price marked below, leaned over to the back seat, took the suit coat thrown on the back seat in the same color as his trousers today, found a long black wallet without any logo trademark from the inner bag, took out a blank check, took out a steel pen from the front drawer, brushed and wrote.

After writing, he took out a urinal pad from a front drawer, brushed and wrote the same, and then threw it together: "send the original of my portrait to this address and get off!"

Qingyao picked up two pieces of paper and felt that ten thousand grass mud horses ran by.

The man got out of the car, walked around the front of the car a few steps, came and opened the door on her side. His face was like ten thousand years of cold ice: "get out of the car!"

If you don't get off the bus, you won't be able to hang up your face.

As soon as her feet fell to the ground, she heard the door slam and almost didn't scratch her ass.

When he returned to his seat, his indifferent voice came from the muggy air: "it's best just like this. Don't play tricks. I'm not interested in women like you!"

what the fuck!

Qingyao was speechless and wanted to vomit blood.

Tema's, who does he think he is? Gods come to earth? Invincible charm? A woman has an attempt on him?

You can still see her in the rearview mirror. Lu Shaoqiu's anger is even more irritable. When she increases the speed, she soon becomes a small blue dot and finally disappears completely.

When the mobile phone rang, he looked at the number and stuffed it into the Bluetooth headset.

It's Ruan sichen.

Lu Shaoqiu remembered that he was going to take Yun Qingyao to his restaurant for dinner.

"Where are you? All the dishes you want are ready." Lu Shaoqiu is always busy. It's rare to come to his restaurant for dinner. Ruan sichen cooked it himself.

"Fifteen minutes!"

"Well, I've reserved a couple room for you." Ruan sichen smiled meaningfully.

Lu Shaoqiu looked ahead and the speed was amazing: "two big men eat in a lovers' room? You're not afraid of violence. Withdraw to the usual small box between us."

Ruan sichen restaurant has a very good business. Lu Shaoqiu doesn't occupy his customers' room resources.

"Don't you want to bring a Mustang like woman?"

"Ill."

"Ah? What disease? Is it serious?" Ruan sichen worried for his good friend.

"The brain is sick and can't die!" Lu Shaoqiu doesn't know whether he is talking about Yun Qingyao or himself. Anyway, his mood is worse, but it's true.

Ruan sichen: "

Qingyao, who was thrown on the road, turned several times angrily and kicked the iron railing to prevent the car from going out: "go to NIMA - ouch, it hurts!"

The toe hurts when you kick it up.

The car whistling by told her a cruel fact. Ya, a dead man careful of small liver and lungs, threw her directly on the highway!

How does she get down, Ma!?

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When Mirui came back from work, he bought some dishes and cooked a sumptuous dinner of two dishes and one soup.

I learned by telephone that Qingyao had returned from Nanshi.

When the meal was ready, I called her to eat, but no one answered.

Miri went to find her.

Enter the password of the gate and push it in directly.

Qingyao kneels down on the carpet in front of the sofa and lies on the sofa in front of the sofa to fill in the express form.

"Why? I don't answer the phone." Mirui came over.

She took the document bag next to her. The mouth of the bag was not sealed. She took out the contents.

It's a portrait of Lu Shaoqiu.

Mirui looked silently for five seconds and put the bag back.

He also knelt down and knelt behind Qingyao. He suddenly hugged Qingyao's thin waist with a runny nose and tears: "how can you do this? I'm still buying vegetables for you and cooking for you, waiting for you to eat together? Do you have me in your eyes? Do you have me? Do you have me? Do you have me?"

Qingyao kicked her away with his feet: "honey, you'd better continue to be a happy tease. The bitterness play is not suitable for our type."

Mi Rui pounces again, Qingyao kicks again, continue to pounce, continue to kick.

When they were tired, they both smiled and fell on the carpet, facing up to the sky. Qingyao helped Mi Rui rub her face until it was almost stiff. He explained angrily: "it's not for others, it's for Lu Shaoqiu himself."

"Why?" Mi Rui sat up and then shrunk his pupils. "He bought you, didn't he?"

Qingyao opened his mouth in surprise: "how do you know?"

"It's all like this in TV dramas. Also, don't you remember Ding Huahua in our magazine the year before last? It's just because he received money from a male star and closed his mouth about his divorce. Finally, he lost his job and was detained for taking bribes. It's terrible."

Qingyao couldn't help but feel cold on his back.

"But you are different. Even if you are bought by Lu Shaoqiu, you can't be known by others. Lu is always a person who sneezes and shakes the whole wealth world. Who dares to threaten him." Mirui patted her on the shoulder, "even if you accept it!"

"I really didn't expect this, but do you know how ridiculous he said? It means that if I don't take the money and send the portrait to him, I will deliberately pester him! Why does that bastard judge like that? My aunt is not a superficial flower maniac. Can she fall in love with him and pester him because of his face?" Qingyuan actually felt inappropriate at the beginning, Can think of Lu Shaoqiu's gloomy face, cool and thin words, he was angry.