Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

She had had enough of this life!

In the famous brand shop, chatting with those ladies hypocritically.

In fact, she didn't know any of these noble ladies, but as long as she stood there, someone would always come to talk to her. She seldom spoke by herself, and listened to the other party's self-contained talk, but she didn't reveal any flaws.

In fact, those ladies were all talking about the same topic.

Either the new fashion in Paris, or what yacht party the other party's young master went to recently, those topics made her want to sleep!

Just smile at them, nod your head, and say, "Oh, that's right!"

Occasionally, she would accidentally say something about her views on art and music. Those noble ladies seemed to be completely incomprehensible, and they were not interested. They immediately talked about which tycoon hired some female stars, and gave them away. Several villas.

After living like this for a week, she's going crazy!

She resentfully stepped on the soft angora carpet with her bare feet, and sighed.

The feeling of being a noble lady is fully reflected at this moment!

The home is undoubtedly very comfortable, much better than the small dilapidated apartment she rented in Paris, where the winter wind was blowing in through the windows!

She threw the bag away and took a step with bare feet. Suddenly, she felt a painful pain in one foot. It turned out that there was a blister on the sole of the foot.

I could only bend my legs and jump to the living room with one leg, wanting to lie down on the large and comfortable sofa and stretch myself.

After all, when Situ Chenjue comes back tomorrow, he won't be treated so well. At that time, she will have to try her best to curry favor with this great god, and...

She blushed, as soon as Situ Chenjue came back, maybe...she would have to accompany him at night.

Thinking of this, her face became hot.

But just as she was hopping on one foot at the door of the living room, she saw a fire suddenly lit up in the middle of the living room.

Huanyan was so frightened that she lost her mind, could it be a will-o'-the-wisp?

Gradually, when her eyes adapted to the darkness, she saw a faint figure in the darkness of the living room.

The figure is very tall, like a statue, sitting on Huanyan's favorite big sofa.

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There was no light in the living room, the curtains were opened a crack, and the moonlight shone slightly, but it didn't shine on the man's face.

Therefore, Huanyan couldn't see what this man looked like at all, but she more or less guessed it.

Sitting here with such a precarious attitude, it is absolutely impossible for him to be a thief who broke into the door. He must be the master of the house!

But isn't he coming back on the plane tomorrow?

Huanyan raised her eyebrows, and laughed at herself: I am so stupid!A big man like Situ Chenjue owns a private jet and can come back whenever he wants, so why should he ask her for instructions?

I have been using my sister's mobile phone for the past few days, but I haven't received a call from him to come back.

Huanyan sighed in her heart, it seems that the relationship between sister and brother-in-law is not as good as what her sister described to her before.

She tried her best to calm herself down, and put her bent leg back on the ground quietly and gracefully.

——What kind of sparks will be created when the two meet~Flowers!Stay tuned!