Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 234

Sang Xiaoyu only stayed in Sanya for a week, and Sanya is still a good season when the flowers are in full bloom and the scenery is pleasant. .

His son, Ziqiao, was reluctant to part with his grandma, and clamored to stay, and asked Sang Xiaoyu to pick him up when school started.

Sang Xiaoyu talked about it and promised to buy him a gun that he had wanted for a long time, so he reluctantly followed him back, Lao Gao with a pouting mouth all the way.

While waiting for the plane in the terminal hall, Jiang Chunhui called and said that he would clean up the situation.

Sang Xiaoyu said that there is no need to bother, she was already tired from the seven-hour flight, and she wanted to go home and rest when she landed.

Jiang Chunhui refused, saying that he must see her as soon as possible, and asked her to dress up beautifully.

Sang Xiaoyu was helpless, knowing that he must have called a friend, and what she disliked most was this kind of occasion, but there was no way, Jiang Chunhui always liked to go his own way.

Sang Xiaoyu first put on thick clothes for her son in the airport lobby, but Ziqiao quit, saying it was too hot, Sang Xiaoyu thought about it, and it was probably not cold on the plane, so she changed the summer clothes by herself, just in case it was too hot. It was too cold in the car.

Sang Xiaoyu dressed herself up for almost an hour on the plane, firstly to pass the time, and secondly because she didn't want Jiang Chunhui to lose face in front of others.

Who is it?Sang Xiaoyu didn't want to think about it, anyway, Jiang Chunhui liked to introduce her friends on the scene, saying that it would only be good for her in the future and not bad.

When Sang Xiaoyu opened, Jiang Chunhui swiped a pen and threw a Zhonghua cigarette to each of the several people present, and wanted to give away two more boxes of wine.

Sang Xiaoyu's face was full of displeasure. Jiang Chunhui said that we can't afford to offend these people, and this little money must be spent.

Sang Xiaoyu disliked this, but because of face, she reluctantly agreed.

Jiang Chunhui said that she shouldn't be too stingy, and Sang Xiaoyu said that the restaurant relies on genuine goods, Jiang Chunhui sneered, saying that she would know how powerful these people are in the future.

Sang Xiaoyu got off the plane and took her luggage. As soon as she got out of the gate, she saw Jiang Chunhui waving to her with a large bouquet of roses in high spirits.

Sang Xiaoyu immediately responded to him with a smile on his face, took the flowers and said thank you, and Ziqiao obediently called him godfather.

Jiang Chunhui looked like a big boss, drove a Mercedes-Benz, and was holding a brand new mobile phone that had just been launched.

In the car, Sang Xiaoyu said that he didn't want to socialize outside anymore and wanted to go home and have a good rest, but Jiang Chunhui ignored him and just talked to Ziqiao. He asked Ziqiao why he seemed a little unhappy?

Sang Xiaoyu had no choice but to say that she didn't want to come back and fell in love with Sanya.

Jiang Chunhui said: "It's not a big deal. If I have a chance, I'll take you there, and you can play as long as you want."

Ziqiao glanced at his mother and said, "Don't forget the gun you mentioned."

Jiang Chunhui asked what kind of gun it was, Ziqiao glanced at his mother but did not dare to say anything, Sang Xiaoyu said it was an electric gun, the kind that could fire bullets.

Jiang Chunhui said: "Ziqiao, don't worry about your mother's needs. From now on, you can talk to me about such things directly. You can do whatever you want. I'm a little busy recently, so I don't buy much for you."

Ziqiao immediately said, "No need, my mother will just buy it."

"Why are you still a stranger with me? Did your mother say something?"

Sang Xiaoyu had no choice but to say: "I told him not to take other people's things, isn't that the right thing to do?"

Jiang Chunhui became upset and said, "Am I someone else?"

After speaking, he winked his eyes at Ziqiao.

Jiang Chunhui used the mirror in the car to look at Sang Xiaoyu, and saw that she looked a little tired, leaning against the car window, thinking of her changes since dating her, from an obedient little woman to an independent and confident woman.

She was no longer the obsequious little bird and depended on others. Whether this change was good or bad, Jiang Chunhui couldn't decide.

The car soon arrived at the Xingyu Hotel.

When Jiang Chunhui was about to get off the car, he specially emphasized: "Let me tell you, the meal costs a lot. If I want to take advantage, I won't stay in our hotel. What I want is the atmosphere."

Sang Xiaoyu asked: "Who on earth are you hiring? Banks, taxation and business? I really don't want to see them."

Jiang Chunhui said mysteriously, "No, you'll know it when you see it."

Sang Xiaoyu had already put on a cashmere coat, and the makeup on her face was exquisite. Before leaving the airport, Ziqiao also put on her winter clothes neatly, and she even wore a small hat bought by her grandma in Sanya.

Jiang Chunhui looked at the two of them, took advantage of the situation and hugged Ziqiao in his arms, and stretched out his hand again, making a gesture of invitation.

Ziqiao is not young anymore, and he is also very tall. Jiang Chunhui felt strenuous when going upstairs, and Sang Xiaoyu hurriedly asked his son to come down.

Sang Xiaoyu walked in the front and took her son's hand up to the second floor.

At this time, it was already past nine o'clock, and Sang Xiaoyu didn't know who he was going to invite, so he habitually walked to the VIP room.

The corridor was brightly lit, but there was no sound, Sang Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, if only a few people were there.

When she opened Room 888, it was pitch black. When she was about to reach out to turn on the light, the light turned on. Sang Xiaoyu was shocked, and even Ziqiao trembled.

A large room of people, champagne or beer in hand, shouting together: "Happy Little Rain!"

Sang Xiaoyu took a closer look, and it turned out to be her high school classmate.

The senior VIP rooms are decorated with blooming flowers, colorful balloons and colorful ribbons hanging in the air.

Someone's freshly opened champagne, making a loud noise...

Sang Xiaoyu turned around, only to notice that Jiang Chunhui was dressed very formally today.

Inside the sapphire blue suit was a snow-white shirt, and an elegant overcoat was draped over the outside. His hair was clearly combed, neat and orderly, and the leather shoes under his feet were shining brightly.

As soon as Sang Xiaoyu turned her head, Jiang Chunhui immediately knelt down, took out an exquisite small box, looked up at her sincerely, and said loudly, "Accept me, I want to be your lover."

Jiang Chunhui was very smart, and his sudden attack itself was a little risky, "Marry me" he didn't dare to say, he saved face for himself, and also left a way out for Sang Xiaoyu.

Sang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and her heart jumped. Jiang Chunhui set a sweet trap for her.

Before she could recover, the classmates booed together, saying, "Promise him, promise him..."

The atmosphere at the scene was exactly the same as the scenes in movies and TV dramas.

In front of Sang Xiaoyu's eyes were flowers blooming like brocades, and people were talking with their mouths open, but in Sang Xiaoyu's heart, her mind was blank, and she was at a loss. It was obvious that Jiang Chunhui caught her by surprise.

After entering the room for nearly three or four minutes, she found that not only her classmates, but also the hotel staff, including Song Yue, Zhao Chunling, Cheng Weiting and Li Junhao were among them.

(End of this chapter)