After being forced to marry as a surrogate, she amazed the world with her small milk bag

Chapter 149 Fang Yao's Fan

Qiu Wanqing straightened her back proudly, "I don't need it!"

After finishing speaking, she got up and pulled He Yingxue to leave, "I've bought all the orders, why are you still here, come back with me!"

"Mom, aunt, you two, go slowly!"

"Grandma, aunt, goodbye!"

Shen Zhiyi and Xiaobao bid farewell to each other without losing any manners.

"He Jingyao, did you do it on purpose?" Shen Zhiyi cast his eyes on He Jingyao, narrowing his eyes and glaring at him.

The latter raised his eyebrows, and slowly got up from the sofa, "I'm a businessman. No matter what I do, I naturally follow the way of doing business. I'm the one who wants to come here for the red envelope. We both get fifty-five points!"

Shen Zhiyi immediately hugged the phone tightly, "It's a beautiful idea!"

Xiaobao raised his hand, "Handsome Uncle, I'll give you fifty-five points, if there is such a good thing in the future, can you count me in!"

Shen Zhiyi: "..."

He Jingyao: "..."

After leaving the door, Qiu Wanqing laughed at her, "Hmph, look at how promising you are, you'll lose 10 yuan if you come here, I told you a long time ago, that mother and daughter are very scheming, you can't play with them, Have you seen it now? I have never seen such a rushing person like you!"

He Yingxue touched her face, not paying attention, "As long as it can make my skin look younger again, I don't care if it's 20 or [-]. I don't know how much money I've thrown in salons these years. What's the difference?" A little? Besides, sister-in-law, look at your son's posture, he is clearly looking for a place for his wife, I would rather spend money and avoid disaster!"

Qiu Wanqing stopped talking. Would she not understand her son's temperament?

snort!
I don't know what kind of evil my son has, so he just protects the mother and daughter.

Seeing the bulging bag in He Yingxue's hand, Qiu Wanqing coughed twice in embarrassment, "Is your vanilla tea really for the old lady?"

"Give it to the old lady if she needs it. If I don't need it, I will keep it for myself. Sister-in-law, do you want to try it too?"

Qiu Wanqing said arrogantly, "Hmph, I don't care for her things! But for the sake of your reluctance, I will..."

"That's fine, you don't care about it, I'll keep it for myself!" Just as Qiu Wanqing stretched out her hand to take it, He Yingxue dodged it and let her catch it.

Qiu Wanqing was depressed on the spot, "Hey, you...stinky girl, why are you so thoughtless!" No wonder she couldn't find a boyfriend.

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Three days later, Shen Zhiyi was taken to a reception by He Jingyao.

Her dress was chosen by He Jingyao himself. It is a pure black tube top style. The bustle looks like a black umbrella that has opened up. There is a bow of the same color on the back of her waist just right, making her solemn yet playful, pure and not sexy. .

Shen Zhiyi's facial features are beautiful and refined, and her makeup is both thick and light. Even if she just puts on some lipstick casually, she still shines brightly in the crowd.

I don't know if He Jingyao did it on purpose. Tonight, he was wearing a black casual suit. The black bow on his neck complemented Shen Zhiyi's perfectly. It lost the solemnity and rigor of the past, as if he was here to attend someone else's wedding. With a comfortable and leisurely taste.

As soon as the two appeared, they immediately became the focus of the audience.

Reporters swarmed and rushed to interview.

"Excuse me, Mr. He, is this the Mrs. He you mentioned in your statement?"

"How did you and Mrs. He meet? Could you share with us your love history!"

"I heard that Mrs. He was not born to her parents. Regarding this, Mrs. He, do you have anything to tell everyone?"

"Did you two not have a wedding at the beginning? May I ask why? Do you plan not to have a wedding in the near future?"

A bunch of tricky questions were thrown at him, Shen Zhiyi quietly tugged on He Jingyao's clothes, looked ahead, his smiling face froze, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Do you care about it? No matter what, I can play freely? Don't blame me for not reminding you!"

When the time comes, if you say something wrong, say too much, or say something that shouldn't be said, you can't blame her.

He Jingyao leaned sideways to her ear. From outsiders' perspective, the two seemed to be kissing me and flirting. The quick-handed reporter had already captured this moment.

"I thought Mrs. He was so powerful, so I couldn't stand it anymore?"

Shen Zhi glared at him unconvinced.

He Jingyao smiled lowly and hooked his lips, and immediately turned to the reporters, "I'm sorry, my wife is not feeling well today, and it's not convenient to communicate with you. I'll answer any questions you are interested in!"

He looked at Ashin.

Ah Shen understood, and immediately led his men to fend off the reporters and escort Shen Zhiyi to the lounge.

While turning a corridor, she accidentally bumped into someone.

"Sorry sir, are you all right?"

When Shen Zhiyi raised her head, what caught her eyes was a full-blooded face, slightly long brown hair with some curly hair, wearing a white tuxedo, like a prince who walked out of the Middle Ages.

It's pretty, but it's not the one Shen Zhi likes.

Du Ye stared at her with light brown eyes for a few seconds, a smile of unknown meaning flickered on the corner of his lips, and then the gentleman nodded slightly, "It's okay, miss, don't be nervous!"

Shen Zhiyi looked at the back of him leaving, and shook his head wonderingly, can the mixed-race Chinese speak so well now?

Not far away, Fang Yao watched this scene, feeling jealous to death.

He Jingyao is by no means a man who likes to help others, especially for women, he draws the boundaries very clearly.

In the two years he was with him, he never even touched her hand, but now, he kept calling Shen Zhiyi Mrs. He in front of many media.

Mrs. He...

She used to be so close to that position, but now she is so far away.

"She is very beautiful, and the surname He has a good eye!"

Fang Yao glared at Du Ye who had posted over, "Since she is so good, why not pester her!"

Du Ye walked around behind her with his arms and hugged her waist, "I only trust you in this life, don't try to get rid of me!"

"There are so many people, can you pay attention!" Fang Yao moved away from him and looked around nervously.

Du Ye shrugged indifferently, "What are you afraid of? He doesn't have you in his eyes at all, even if he knows that you are sleeping with me, he won't care, and only you..."

"Shut up!" Fang Yao yelled at him in a suppressed voice, and then kept away from him with her skirt.

Every word of Du Ye's words was heartbreaking.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Shen Zhiyi is the only one in He Jingyao's heart, and she is the only one who deceives herself. This is just a man's whim, because of Dashu, this man will give her a place sooner or later.

No matter how long it takes, she can afford to wait.

"Miss Fang, I'm your fan. I finally saw you in person today. I'm really... so excited!"

A fat man appeared out of nowhere, startling Fang Yao.

It wasn't because she was scared by the sudden appearance, but because she recognized this fan, who had been crazy about love on her Weibo before, and even posted various pornographic photos of him and Fang Yao to gain her attention.

Some other fans picked up his mental illness history and advised Fang Yao to be careful about this male fan.

Who knew that I would meet him today, it's really unlucky.

Thinking of this, she felt sick, got up and left.

(End of this chapter)