Flash Marriage Sweet Wife: No. 1 Yuan from a wealthy family

Chapter 20 You Don't Need to Say Flattery
When Song Yizheng heard Qin Anhao's question, he lowered his eyes to look at her. When he saw her staring at him closely, he suddenly felt his heart beating slightly stagnant, but he calmly and slowly withdrew his gaze.

Kai lips replied: "Yeah."

With a stern face, a cool expression, aloof and cold.

Seeing Song Yizheng replied, Qin Anhao turned his eyes away and didn't look at him again.

Qin An didn't like Song Yizheng's personality very much. She felt that he was like a broken powerful air conditioner, which would only keep reducing the air without letting anyone repair it.

The two went upstairs together.

In order to alleviate the weird atmosphere, Qin Anhao took out his mobile phone and casually flipped through the news, and accidentally saw the headlines about the engagement of Qin Yuruo and Zhou Xu.

Suddenly, my heart sank, my fingers stiffened, and I clicked in.

According to the past practice, when Qin Yuruo made the headlines, Qin Anhao would appear behind Qin Yuruo, like a faded green leaf, setting off Qin Yuruo's delicate flower.

But this time, unexpectedly, even the photos with her and Yu Ruohe were all photoshopped.

Seeing this, Qin An felt better and went back, recalling what happened on the day of Yu Ruo's engagement, and then remembered something else.

"By the way, I took a piece of clothing to wear in the house, and I will wash it and put it back later. Also, I have been looking at this necklace for a long time, but I can't take it off. I will go to the gold and silver shop to get it and return it to you tomorrow. "After that, Qin Anhao looked up at Song Yizheng, but saw Song Yizheng staring at her right now.

Suddenly meeting his eyes, she seemed to be swept in by his deep eyes at a glance.

He was in a daze for a moment.

Shu Er immediately took it back, blushing and looked down at the phone.

"No need, the clothes are bought for you, you can wear the necklace first." Song Yizheng then looked back at Qin Anhao, and replied lightly.

But when Qin An heard what Song Yizheng said, his eyes froze, and without thinking deeply, he raised his head and stared at Song Yizheng suspiciously: "You bought it for me?"

Was it not one of his women?
Thinking of this, Qin An frowned tightly and took a deep breath.

After knowing it, she realized that she really thought too much. When she got the house, it was still in the state of sale. Song Yizheng probably didn't let other women live in it so quickly.

However, the entire real estate project belongs to Mr. Song. Isn't it easy for him to do something here?

Just like when Dongfang's employees tricked her into signing, they said that Mr. Song won the house by winning a lottery.

But Song Yizheng didn't need to do anything.

After thinking about it, Qin Anhao felt a little confused, stared at Song Yizheng and blinked lightly, and asked again: "Are you a fake Mr. Song, the real Mr. Song is actually manipulating everything in a dark place?"

Thinking about it this way, some incomprehensible questions about Song Yizheng can be explained.

Otherwise, a character like 'Mr. Song' doesn't sound like a plump and handsome gentleman!

When Song Yizheng heard Qin Anhao's words, he frowned slightly, turned his head and stared at Qin Anhao for a moment, but finally brought back a smug smile, and replied, "What do you think?"

His tone of voice when he replied, and his gradually restrained smile were all full of charm and evil.

Qin Anhao was blindsided by his expression for a moment, and immediately kept silent and didn't reply.

What does she think?
She was just not sure, so she asked.

After all, she heard Zhou Xinxin's tone of voice before, she seems to know a Mr. Song from "Oriental International", maybe Mr. Song has two people, maybe Mr. Song is real and fake.

But no matter Song Yizheng's identity and status, as long as he is a normal person, she will accept it.

What she wants is a husband who looks like a vase, not a real husband.

"Okay, I'll ask Secretary Liu to contact you in two days. The Defu Building's business is doing well, and the money you owe can be offset from the turnover. If it's not doing well..." Song Yizheng's voice He stopped suddenly, lowered his eyes slightly, and glanced up and down at Qin Anhao. The smile on the corner of his mouth rose even higher, but his voice was extremely cold and he continued: "I'll sell you."

After finishing speaking, Song Yizheng stepped out of the elevator that had already reached the floor.

Hearing Song Yizheng's words, Qin Anhao stood there in a daze for a long while, and then chased after the elevator door was about to close.

I was grateful in my heart, and thanked repeatedly in my mouth: "I will do a good job, and I will definitely increase my turnover. Thank you." Qin Anhao's mood at this time was indescribably excited.

The moment she knew that Song Yizheng was Mr. Song, she began to speculate that although Mr. Song was cold on the surface, he would definitely be easier to deal with than Qin Yuruo's family.

Because he has no prejudice against her, as long as he is honest and sincere, and has a frank and mutually beneficial relationship, Song Yizheng will definitely consider it as appropriate.

It's just that she didn't expect Mr. Song to make a decision so quickly; as for Mr. Song's words that he would sell her, she pretended not to hear it.

Qin Anhao followed Song Yizheng, saying thank you all the time, with a beaming expression, Song Yizheng, who was usually serious in speech, couldn't hold back, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But after a while, he realized something, quickly tightened his laugh, and said calmly: "You don't need to say flattery, I'm thirsty."

After finishing speaking, Song Yizheng looked deeply at Qin Anhao who was nodding repeatedly.

"I'm going right now."

Qin Anhao responded, quickened his pace, and walked in front of Song Yizheng.

Standing at the door of the house, staring at the fingerprint on the door to unlock it, hesitated for a while, and tried his own fingerprint first.

Beep...

It fit perfectly, and the door opened directly.

Seeing that the door was opened, Qin Anhao entered the room first, looked left and right, and soon found the water dispenser, hurried over, and took out a rather grand-looking crystal cup from the sterilizer under the water dispenser.

Qin Anhao was very cautious at this meeting. After getting the crystal cup, he ran to the kitchen to wash it again. When he came back, he poured a cup of warm water that was [-]% full, turned his head and walked towards Song Yizheng who was already sitting on the sofa.

Song Yizheng will be watching TV, which broadcasts sports news, and a swimming team is participating in the competition.

Qin Anhao didn't watch TV, and directly handed the water in his hand to Song Yizheng, and said: "Please drink water." After speaking, Qin Anhao handed the water in his hand to Song Yizheng.

Song Yizheng didn't seem to hear it, and stared deeply at the TV screen, as if he was very interested in sports.

Seeing that Song Yizheng didn't take the water, Qin Anhao breathed out lightly, a little annoyed, but he understood his situation very well, calmed down, slowly put down the cup in his hand, and said softly: "I still have something to do, the water will Put it here."

After saying that, Qin Anhao turned around and was about to leave.

Song Yizheng recovered from the TV program at this moment, glanced at Qin Anhao, and said, "Go to bed early."

A simple sentence may be due to the inadvertent, but unfamiliar warmth.

Qin Anhao stopped suddenly, stood straight on the spot, looked back at Song Yizheng who was still watching TV; quickly retracted his eyes, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smirk, and replied softly: "I know. "

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