Help!After bankruptcy, President Gao Leng provokes me everywhere

Chapter 20 Stock Market Turmoil
Maybe what she said last night was not wrong. If one day she can't rely on her own ability to make money, maybe she can confess to Pei Yichen.

For the sake of the two being a husband and wife, maybe the pocket money the Pei family gave her is enough to squander the rest of her life.

"Can I cook tomorrow's breakfast myself?"

"What! Young Madam, do you think that today's breakfast is not to your taste? Maybe you can discuss it with the chef. There are ten chefs in the family who can cook almost all the delicious food in the world."

Song Zhaoyan has only one thought, luxury.

It's really a good place to be a good-for-nothing, no wonder no one in the Pei family is vying for the position of Pei Yichen's eldest son and grandson.

With such a family property, only [-]% of the shares are enough for the whole family to squander. Why bother to manage the property.

Raising her brows, Song Zhaoyan quickly settled the breakfast in front of her with less elegant movements, and went straight to the greenhouse.

If you stay any longer, you may be suffocated to death.

Why are there more than a dozen people in the restaurant staring at her while eating.

Walking out of the exquisite villa, Song Zhaoyan looked at the blue sky, took a deep breath, and walked towards the greenhouse, "Pei Yichen, can I come in?"

"Come in."

"When are you leaving to get the ring?"

"Now."

Pei Yichen closed the notebook, then held the notebook with his slender fingers, and walked up to Song Zhaoyan, "Tonight, move to my room and share the same bed?

Song Zhaoyan is not a little white flower growing in a greenhouse, weak, white, and flawless, and even a dodder that needs to be attached to another object to survive.

The Song family taught her too many things.

16 years old, vilified for sleeping with men.

In less than half a month, rumors spread that she had crawled into the beds of many men in noble circles, shameless and despicable.Another month later, she was framed by her biological father and stepmother, and when she woke up, she was lying in a strange room with a man beside her.

Yes, she is still young.

But she has been forced to become a prodigal woman, and then taken home in front of everyone, and sent abroad overnight.She has long been used to infamy.

It's just that she hates, hates that Song Jinyao can ignore her mother's life and leave her alone in the hospital.

She is the only one outside the operating room, that is how old she is, guarding a result that could collapse at any time.

A person covered with a white cloth was ejected, destroying all her hopes.

This time, if it wasn't because of grandpa, she would definitely not come back. She wanted to come back to take away everything Song Jinyao and Wen Yao cared about.

These two people are not worthy.

"get off."

"...This is the second time you've said this to me." Song Zhaoyan came back to her senses and looked at Pei Yichen beside her. The plaid skirt on her body didn't match her expression at all.

The two split personalities are the same.

But in an instant, Song Zhaoyan returned to normal, opened the car door and stepped on a pair of white flat sandals to get out of the car.

It's only three things, if Pei Yichen talks about it a third time, Song Zhaoyan decides to make Pei Yichen's next order lose money, yes, she received another order in the morning.

The commission is 3000 million, the employer Pei Yichen.

The two walked outside the store one after the other. Many people had noticed the two of them, but the identity of Pei Yichen was not clear to the outside world, and the few photos were still highly blurred.

It is impossible for the Pei family to allow their eldest son and grandson to be photographed so clearly. One is to protect and the other is not willing to disclose.

"Mr. Pei, Mrs. Pei, please sit here. Your engagement ring is being picked up. Would you like to try it on in the store?"

"Need not."

Saying it in unison, Song Zhaoyan looked at Pei Yichen and found that Pei Yichen was not looking at her, she shrugged and picked up the magazine on the table indifferently.

"Genius jewelry designer Song Chunhan's latest design works will be released soon, and this will be a new series for Chinese Valentine's Day." Song Chunhan, a genius designer?

A rich girl who made a living by plagiarizing and hanging out with men, would be regarded as such.

So interesting.

Staring at the photo in the magazine, with a silver crown, diamond earrings, and a blue dress, she is indeed a... very rich young lady.

"looking at what?"

"My dear sister is going to release a new season of works, how can I not support it." Song Zhaoyan put down the magazine, and saw that the clerk had already brought a satin box.

Pei Yichen glanced at the people in the magazine, his eyes were calm, and he had no opinion of Song Zhaoyan's words.

In his eyes, the Song family is all like dogs, and Song Zhaoyan is an exception.

It's not like anyone in the Song family.

"Mr. Pei, this is your engagement ring, please take a look."

"Did it follow the previous regulations?"

"Yes."

"There's no need to check." After Pei Yichen finished speaking, Song Zhaoyan grabbed his wrist just as he was about to leave.

The two were startled at the same time, Song Zhaoyan withdrew her hand, her face was still calm, she took the box, "Let me take a look."

The moment she opened the box, Song Zhaoyan felt that the Pei family was indeed very generous. No wonder the celebrities in Yongjiang City now regard her as the No. 1 assassination target.

A ten carat engagement ring, a steal.

The ten-carat diamond ring was designed generously, and Song Zhaoyan could imagine the eyes of those people when she wore such a big ring out.

Although it is not as big as a pigeon's egg, it is a symbol of the young wife of the Pei family.

The position of Mrs. Pei's young lady can't be compared with a twenty-carat ring.

After putting it on, Song Zhaoyan couldn't help laughing, stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Pei Yichen, "The design of the diamond ring is not bad."

"As long as Mrs. Pei likes it, this ring is designed by the famous French designer Effie."

"Don't call me Mrs. Pei now. My name is Song Zhaoyan. I'm not in a hurry after getting engaged. I'm still getting married. I'll be embarrassed if you call me that."

Song Zhaoyan was born fair and beautiful, when she was not smiling, she was cold, her brows and eyes were cold, and when she smiled, she was like a melting iceberg, even the corners of her eyes were crooked.

Hearing these words, the store manager immediately looked at Pei Yichen.

This, this is going to be engaged, Mrs. Pei will be a matter of time, why is there still someone who doesn't want to be called Mrs. Pei!
"Listen to her."

What!This is too pampering!

If she could hear a man say this to herself in this life, she would wake up laughing from her dreams!
"If Miss Song is satisfied, we will put it away for you."

"it is good."

The engagement ring is only Song Zhaoyan's, it's not a pair ring after all.

But looking at Pei Yichen, Song Zhaoyan was unwilling to admit defeat.

Should she also give Pei Yichen a gift? For a man, especially a man who works like this, what kind of gift should he give? It's difficult for him.

Something like cuffs or collar clips would be better.

"Are you going to the company next, then I'm going home."

"You go to the company with me."

"Another woman came to the company to look for you?" Song Zhaoyan frowned, not refusing, sitting behind the passenger seat and glanced at Pei Yichen who was driving.

(End of this chapter)