The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

Qu Cunzi hesitated a little, then shook his head: "Don't move him for now."

Zhang Chun asked again: "Do you still need to send Miss Jiang a bouquet of flowers every day?"

"Send it!" He resolutely said, "No matter the weather. Until she marries me."

Zhang Chun sighed secretly, and backed away quietly, this young master, after receiving such a big lesson, almost lost half of his life, he still doesn't know how to restrain himself.Now his subordinates are helping him to cover it up. In the future, Lao Qu will always come back from abroad. I really don't know how to explain it.

Qu Cunzi sat for a while, then dialed a phone: "Wang Congke, listen carefully, one year later, I will marry Jiang Yueming and make you bankrupt! What you have done to me, I will multiply tenfold." Give it back."

"Qu Cunzi, you are a rascal at all, who would be afraid of you?"

Qu Cunzi hung up the phone with a sneer, subconsciously touched the back of his head with his backhand, the old wound on his neck was still aching.

The intercom phone rang, and secretary Xiao Tao respectfully asked for instructions: "Miss Li has arrived, please come in now?"

Qu Cunzi rubbed his swollen head, as if he had just remembered this, he paused before saying, "Tell her to come in."

The girl sitting quietly in the reception room had already had three teas and two drinks, and was leaning on the sofa, half drunk.

Xiao Tao had received numerous girls who came to him in the past. The bosses, big and small, old and new girlfriends, were really countless.But no one like this woman was so indifferent to this magnificent mansion that she fell asleep.

Although the waiting time was a bit long - it was only two hours, but, aren't beauties always patient when waiting for a romantic figure like Young Master Qu?

"Miss..." She yelled three times in a row before Li Xiaobao woke up with a dazed expression: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Qu invites you in."

As soon as he entered, Li Xiaobao opened his mouth wide.

It wasn't because of this antique and extraordinary office, and it wasn't because of the whole set of pear wood tables and chairs in the Ming Dynasty, or even the large blue and white porcelain jar on the decorative flower window. She didn't even see it: she just looked at the formally dressed man.

He is tall, with broad shoulders and a thin waist, which is the ideal golden ratio athlete's figure.He has handsome facial features and a radiant spirit. He is really a rare handsome man, but his face has an unfathomable look.

This is the bloody strange man that night?She couldn't believe it, her eyes widened.

He didn't get up, and didn't ask her to sit down. He just sat on the big pear wood chair, twirled the gold pen for signing in his hand, and said indifferently: "I sent someone to find out your phone number from your landlord. You call Li Xiaobao, right?"

She asked back, "What about you?"

He didn't answer, her eyes fell on the table card in front of him, and she read it word by word: "Qu Cunzi... Cunzi? What a feminine name. Has your father always liked a certain girl and tried to get in Keep her beauty forever in my mind?"

The corner of Qu Cunzi's mouth twitched, and he watched her sit down on the big chair beside him, leaning against the back of the chair comfortably.

It took a long time to evaluate each other, because Qu Cunzi has an advantage: he likes to listen to women's demands first, whether it's a lion who speaks loudly or puts on makeup, as long as it is within a reasonable range, he is not a stingy man .He waited for her to ask, but she kept silent.