The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 1112 The Temptation of Huang Minzhu
Looking at Huang Minzhu who sat in the passenger seat by himself, Zhao Xiaosong pursed his lips, slammed the car door, opened the driver's door and sat in.

The black jeep was specially configured by Hai Laner for his "assistant". The spacious cabin is not only comfortable to ride, but also convenient to do other things.

"Assistant Zhao, your car is not bad," Huang Minzhu said without saying anything. Zhao Xiaosong bent his lips politely and said nothing. He started the engine and drove the black jeep out of the parking space to the exit of the parking lot.

Huang Minzhu grabbed the bag on her lap, raised her chin slightly and looked ahead. The clothes on her body matched the expression on her face, giving her the appearance of a tall and wealthy wife.

The jeep drove out of the parking lot and made a sharp turn towards the road on the left. Seeing Zhao Xiaosong turning slowly while holding the steering wheel with ease, Huang Minzhu also raised his hand and put it on the back of Zhao Xiaosong's hand, making a fuss without warning. Zhao Xiaosong shuddered, and Jeep trembled too, and slid to the side before returning to the right path.

Huang Minzhu gently caressed the back of Zhao Xiaosong's hand, and said with a smile, "This child's hands are really beautiful, and he has talent at first glance."

Facing such an enthusiastic wife, Zhao Xiaosong could only keep a smile on his face, and forced the corners of his lips to curl up, in fact, he was already covered with chills.

Huang Minzhu's fingertips were still rubbing lightly on the back of Zhao Xiaosong's hand. The emerald ring on the ring finger was very obvious. The emerald green color made her fingers look whiter. If you don't look at the face, just look at this hand. , no one would doubt the age of the owner of this hand.

However, with Hai Lan'er as a comparison, Huang Minzhu seemed much weaker.

Finger pulp lingered on the back of Zhao Xiaosong’s hand, and said with feigned concern, “Assistant Zhao, it’s a pity that you have only been an assistant with such a good figure and appearance. Advertisement or something, it will definitely be famous.”

"Ma'am, you are joking." Zhao Xiaosong said politely, taking the opportunity of shifting gears to free his hand from Huang Minzhu's.

Huang Minzhu withdrew her hand embarrassingly, grabbed the strap of the bag and rubbed her eyes, but still fell on it reluctantly.

"Why would I be joking with you? I'm serious. Your conditions are so good. You just need to find a team to pack it up and do more publicity. I'm sure it will become popular soon." Huang Minzhu said, seeing that Zhao Xiaosong didn't respond, he emphasized He added, "Aren't all the stars now doing this routine, packaging, publicizing, participating in reality shows to show their faces, and then they can be the leading actors."

Zhao Xiaosong smiled again, "Xiaosong doesn't dare to think too much, he is already very satisfied to be the assistant to the president."

Huang Minzhu looked at the disappointment on Zhao Xiaosong's face calmly, bent her lips secretly, and said, "Don't worry, I will tell Lan'er when I have time, how can I just be an assistant with such a good resource?" No pity!"

"Thank you, ma'am." Zhao Xiaosong's attitude was still polite, and he said thank you nonchalantly. Huang Minzhu knew in his heart that he was tempted.

Zhao Xiaosong often picks up Hai Lan'er, and is familiar with the address of Hai's house. Four or ten minutes later, the black jeep stopped outside the gate of the villa.

Watching Huang Minzhu push the passenger door open, Zhao Xiaosong said politely, "Madam, slow down."

"Well," Huang Minzhu agreed lightly, before closing the passenger door, he suddenly "thought" of something, looked at Zhao Xiaosong with his hands on the bag and said, "Assistant Zhao, I just remembered that last time Laner came back It's time to leave things at home, you can help her take them back."

(End of this chapter)