Wealthy and hot wife: stunning husband does not love enough

Chapter 440 If a husband is like this, what can he ask for?

Song Siqiao coughed: "That's not true, I met by chance, so I notified Teacher Xu immediately, husband, do you think I am very helpful?"

Ye Minghan nodded: "It's worse than lying."

Song Siqiao: "..."

Why don't you know how to be forgiving and forgiving?

Seeing her deflated appearance, Ye Minghan curled up a faint smile, then reached out and put his arms around her shoulders, took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to her: "Here."

Song Siqiao took a closer look, her eyes widened suddenly: "Where did you get it?"

"What is this?"

"The purple lotus sword! My grandfather asked me to find it before he died. I have been looking for it for so long and I haven't found it. I didn't expect it to appear now." Song Siqiao kissed him on the cheek excitedly as she said, "I I know that my husband treats me the best!"

Facing her glowing eyes with excitement, Ye Minghan deeply felt that his weight in her heart at this moment was really worrying compared to this sword.

"But husband, don't just show me the photos, where is the real guy? Show me quickly."

Ye Minghan shook his head slowly.

The smile on Song Siqiao's face froze all of a sudden: "Is there a real co-author, just a photo?"

"You can say that now, but..."

"but what?"

"There is an auction in Oya Hall this Friday, and this sword is one of the auction items. I remember that you were particularly interested in the sword at home last time, so I will let you see if it is what you want. .”

"In this case..." Song Siqiao narrowed her eyes, with a determined expression that she must win.

"What do you want?" Ye Minghan asked.

"Go back to Qin's house and get the money!" Song Siqiao turned around and left after speaking.

Ye Minghan pulled her back: "Go back to Qin's house to get the money, where do you want me to save my face?"

"What is the implication?"

Ye Minghan silently took out a black card from his pocket and put it in her hand: "Shoot hard! Who dares to bid with you and directly torture him to death with money!"

Song Siqiao took a deep breath: "If you have a husband like this, what more can you ask for? Husband, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down!"

"So how do you plan to repay me?" Ye Minghan asked seriously.

Song Siqiao scolded, "How can I repay you if I belong to you!"

Ye Minghan didn't speak, his eyes slowly moved to the black card.

Song Siqiao's heart trembled, she quickly picked it up and put it in her pocket, then tentatively said: "How about I accompany you tonight? But you are not very busy recently..."

Before she finished speaking, Ye Minghan turned his head to Qiunan and said, "Please go on, the whole company gets off work at four o'clock today!"

Qiu Nan let out a bewildered "Oh".

Song Siqiaohan: "Is four o'clock too early?"

I caught a glimpse of his eyes just after finishing speaking, and hurriedly changed my words: "It's not early, my husband, I'm going back to school now, see you at four o'clock, I love you!"

After speaking, he ran forward in a hurry.

Qiu Nan, who was stuffed with dog food inexplicably, was silent. He was kicked by Ye Minghan unexpectedly, and he immediately raised his head: "What is the boss' order?"

"Do you still need me to say? Drive her to school."

"Oh, what about you, BOSS? It's quite a long way to detour to Yeris."

"I'll take the bus." After Ye Minghan finished speaking, he turned and walked forward.

Qiunan was alone in the wind for a long time before he remembered to drive to chase Song Siqiao.

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Fast forward to Friday.

The auction center located on the first floor of the Aoya Art Hall was bustling with people from all walks of life in the upper class. Because Ye Minghan was not free, Song Siqiao specially brought Bian Weiwei along.

(End of this chapter)