trap rose

Chapter 11 Arrogant
What a beautiful Qin family in Hecheng.

It is said that the only male young master is very arrogant.

He was a famous libertine in Hecheng.

However, the Qin family has always had a son, and naturally they are reluctant to beat and scold this little baby.

Asking her to get engaged to a libertine is nothing more than an exchange of benefits, a hypocritical lie.

Wen Mian pouted, naturally refusing.

"I'm not lucky enough, and I'm not qualified to be engaged to him. Is there any other way besides this? I don't think so."

Pei Jianguo's eyebrows jumped, and his rough palms rubbed the dragon-patterned armrest beside him.

On the other end of the receiver, a charming female voice spoke intermittently, but the words she spoke made Pei Jianguo hold his breath for a long time.

"Let's negotiate. I'm willing to take on a lot of debt, but just get engaged."

The call lasted half an hour.

After Wen Mian finished explaining, he felt refreshed and his whole body was very excited.

But as soon as she went out, she was blocked by a familiar figure at the door.

The sound of high heels approaching.

If you haven't seen him, hear his voice first.

"Hey, isn't this Wenmian!"

No need to guess, Pei Qingqing is here.

The woman deliberately blocked the road to prevent Wen Mian from leaving.

"What's wrong? Now...you are also a poor guy with debts? Debt ghosts are different. Look at your arrogance. I don't think you can be arrogant for long."

Wen Mian frowned, his nails already embedded in his flesh.

A stinging feeling spread throughout his body, and he didn't want to argue until he couldn't bear it anymore.

However, two tall shadows came towards her, like two mountains blocking her eyes, causing Wen Mian to miss a beat.

"Pei Qingqing."

Looking along the line of voice, it was Pei Zhiyao who suddenly appeared with Zhao Moxuan.

For a moment, the scene felt awkward.

Pei Zhiyao snorted, "Pay attention to your image."

Each word was concise and concise, but Pei Qingqing immediately shut up.What he meant was to tell Pei Qingqing to pay attention to his image in front of Zhao Moxuan.

"Okay, I'll go first." Pei Qingqing stomped her feet angrily. Although her right hand was already holding the corner of Zhao Moxuan's clothes, her eyes were still glued to Wen Mian, "You guys talk."

The two figures disappeared one after another at the end of the alley.

Wen Mian breathed a sigh of relief, but Pei Zhiyao's questioning had just begun.

"What did you say to the old man?"

A strong sense of oppression gradually came over, and the cool scent of perfume lingered on the tip of Wen Mian's nose.

At first, Wen Mian was reluctant to elaborate on the specific details of the transaction.

However, Pei Zhiyao's big hands were already winding up Wen Mian's skirt...

"Pei Zhiyao!"

Wen Mian's voice was restrained, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in the cold voice.

This made Wenmian tremble all over and his eyes gradually turned scarlet.

"There are still people here!"

"Who is there?"

He gradually approached Wen Mian's ear and threatened him with an ambiguous gesture.

Wen Mian was unwilling, but Pei Zhiyao's threat was enough to tear Wen Mian's bones into his belly.

"Tell me quickly, what did you and the old man say?"

He wanted to know so urgently that it inevitably made Wen Mian suspicious.

The woman frowned slightly, then leaned forward and whispered a few words.

A few short words are enough to summarize the whole process.

But he actually frowned, and an unconcealable rush suddenly flashed across his expression.

"Stupid, stupid and stupid!"

Wen Mian was not angry and raised his hand to knock Pei Zhiyao on the shoulder.

However, he easily grabbed Wen Mian's wrist and raised it above his head.

(End of this chapter)