What about the dignity of a man?
Unexpectedly, Du Mengmeng took a breath of air, "So usually, it must be very long?"
Ying Xiurui: "..."
Can I not answer?
"Hey," Du Mengmeng patted Ying Xiurui on the shoulder, "Boss, DIY hurts your body. If you develop a bad habit, your life after marriage won't be a problem.
Ying Xiurui...I really want to hit someone swollen?
Du Mengmeng seemed to be addictive, and touched his chin, "Actually, the boss doesn't need to stick to the pre-marriage and post-marriage matters. As long as he believes that he will get married, he should buy the ticket first or get in the car first, not so particular."
Ying Xiurui finally heard something from Du Mengmeng's words.
"Ms. Du said so much, do you have any constructive comments?"
"Just call me Mengmeng," Du Mengmeng showed a standard smile, and immediately made her plain face vivid and pleasant.
Ying Xiurui thinks this woman is really talented, she can adjust her expression at will, let others look at her according to her wishes.
"Okay, Mengmeng, what do you want to say?" Ying Xiurui took his hand, he was sure Du Mengmeng had something to say to himself, otherwise she wouldn't talk so much nonsense.
"That, boss..." Du Mengmeng drew her fingers, showing the appearance of a little girl, "How long did you spend falling in love with Xuelong?"
"It's no use of time, it feels right at first glance." Ying Xiurui answered almost without thinking. The little girl Du Mengmeng looked cute, but she couldn't lie to him, "What's wrong?"
"Ah, that's it..." Du Mengmeng suddenly appeared frustrated, "It looks like I have no chance."
"What opportunity?" Ying Xiurui looked at Du Mengmeng with a smile.
Du Mengmeng raised his head, as if plucking up a lot of courage, "It's just... the chance to become your fiancee."
Ying Xiurui's smile froze for a moment, then faded, with a soft hum.
"I don't know if I, a person with bad habits and skilled in business, what can Miss Du look forward to?"
There was a bit of sarcasm in his tone, and it was much colder.
He has also seen a lot of women who line up in rows after the women he admires for him, and scheming around.
Du Mengmeng asked him other things, maybe he might consider it, but "fiancée"...heh, this title will only be reserved for the woman he really loves.
If he can't find it, it doesn't matter if he is alone for the rest of his life.
"There are many," Du Mengmeng didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, he smiled at Ying Xiurui. "The boss is expensive, he comes from a well-known family, and he is powerful. These advantages can make women eager for them, not to mention you. Being so handsome, with all these close to him, whether he lives well or not is of secondary importance."
Ying Xiurui: "..."
Well, Du Mengmeng is still different from those women before.
None of those women dared to say these words so clearly. They always tried to conceal their ambition to marry famous people in the name of love.
Du Mengmeng... at least he was very frank.
"Ahem," the cold estrangement just faded away from him inexplicably, and Ying Xiurui coughed dryly. "To live this kind of thing is to practice, and practice is always good."
Du Mengmeng Star Eye, "Will you practice with me?"
Ying Xiurui's face was cold again: "I don't want to."
"Then there is nothing to talk about." Du Mengmeng immediately waved, "Boss bye, I'm waiting for you to repay me next time."
After saying this, she walked away with long legs without even looking back.