Hundred billion brides, please be gentle, Mr. President

Chapter 299 Give me 500 million

Yu Xiaoqiao's hands trembled, and she couldn't hold the phone in her hand.

She braced herself and sent a text message.

"who are you?"

"who are you?"

"what do you want to say?"

After waiting for 2 minutes, the other party replied to her.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is whether you want to know about that woman."

Yu Xiaoqiao's heart sank heavily, as if a thread was pulling her, leaving her at a loss for a moment.

She hesitated for a long time, her fingers trembling on the keys, and struggled for a while before sending the two words.

"Do not want to."

An Ziyu came out of the fitting room. The snow-white wedding dress made her skin fairer than snow.

"Little Joe, are you pretty?"

"Do you really think this one is good? I think it's too slim and uncomfortable."

"If it is changed, it will take time. I'm afraid it won't be in time for tomorrow's wedding."

"And here, it's a bit long, and it's not convenient to walk."

An Ziyu fiddled with the hem of the skirt, seeing that Yu Xiaoqiao had been staring at the phone without speaking, and walked over with the hem of the skirt.

"Little Joe, what are you looking at?"

An Ziyu looked at Yu Xiaoqiao's phone.

Yu Xiaoqiao hastily put away the phone, "It's... good-looking! It's really good-looking."

"You also think this one looks good, don't you! Hehe... Then this one."

"Qiao Qiao, you didn't hear me at all! What are you looking at? Out of your mind?"

Yu Xiaoqiao quickly put away her phone, "I didn't watch anything! I was just dazed. An'an, what did you just say?"

An Ziyu put down the hem of the skirt, "I said, the waist is a bit tight, it's not comfortable, and the hem of the skirt is too long."

"Oh! If you really don't like it, then wear the previous one."

"Jojo, I still say, I really like this one."

"Then change it, put a piece on the waist." Yu Xiaoqiao said.

"I said it was too late." An Ziyu said.

"Oh, yes, tomorrow is the wedding."

Seeing Yu Xiaoqiao so absent-minded, An Ziyu was also bored.

"Anyway, this wedding is not what I expected! It doesn't matter what style of wedding dress you wear!" An Ziyu took off the wedding dress on his body, and threw it aside casually.

"An'an, don't think so."

"At first, I thought that my wedding dress would be tailor-made for myself, but in the end it was such a wedding, and I didn't have the interest to design a wedding dress for myself."

Yu Xiaoqiao didn't know how to comfort her for a while.

An Ziyu tried his best to smile, pretending to be very free and easy, "This is also very good, and it will save me trouble and energy."

"After I get married, I'll find a small job in the An's Group that doesn't bother me. Just don't let people think that the daughter of the An's Group was actually kicked out by the An's family."

"This is my life! A superfluous and cumbersome one that has to be placed in one place."

"It's like a pot of Chlorophytum in the kitchen. It doesn't matter whether it is kept or not, it's just a foil thrown there."

"An'an, don't think so! Shen Xingzhou looks pretty good, he will treat you well! Since you are married, you have to be responsible to each other."

Yu Xiaoqiao's utmost comfort did not make An Ziyu feel better, and the smile on his face was just a forced smile.

"Okay, don't talk about me! You are getting married too, and you are very busy, but I still drag you to choose things with me."

"We are best sisters. At this time, I should be with you." Yu Xiaoqiao gently hugged An Ziyu.

"Jojo, your phone is ringing again. Who is it? Always texting you?"

Yu Xiaoqiao's body trembled suddenly, she picked up the phone with some fear, and opened the text messages, only to see what was written on them.

"If you don't want to know who that woman is, you'll regret it!"

"You will not be happy!"

"I don't believe it, you don't want to know what kind of woman your husband hides in his heart!"

"If you want to know the truth, prepare 500 million, and I will tell you the whole truth."

500 million!
Yu Xiaoqiao was so frightened that she dropped her phone.

"Qiao Qiao, what's the matter?" An Ziyu wanted to help Yu Xiaoqiao pick up the phone.

Yu Xiaoqiao hurriedly took the first step, picked up her mobile phone, and said with a pale smile.

"Yes...it's Chen Han, he's asking me when I'm going back."

"I, I... my hand slipped, and I didn't hold the phone steady..."

"Jojo?"

"An'an, I can't accompany you anymore, I have to go back first! He has been chasing me, asking me about choosing a hotel...and the rehearsal on the eve of the wedding..."

"Jojo!"

"What's wrong?" Yu Xiaoqiao hugged her bag and looked back at An Ziyu.

"The door is over there, and the direction you go is the fitting room."

"Ah! Haha... I'm confused."

Yu Xiaoqiao rushed out the door.

An Ziyu looked at her back as she ran away in a hurry, feeling confused for a while.

"What happened to Jojo?"

Yu Xiaoqiao hurried home.

Xi Chenhan was not at home.

She was spinning around in a daze, her heart beating wildly.

"How to do how to do?"

"Who am I being targeted by? Why do you want money from me? I don't want to know at all, I don't want to know anything..."

"Why do you keep pestering me?"

"Who is this person?"

She held the phone and stared at the strange number on the phone, but had no way of knowing who the owner behind the number was.

She hurriedly called Xi Chenhan, hoping that he would come back and help her solve this big trouble.

"I'm in a meeting, it might be late." After Xi Chenhan finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Yu Xiaoqiao felt even more uneasy.

She was a little afraid of this big house, and couldn't help but look in the direction of the attic upstairs.

I always feel that behind the locked door, there is a pair of eyes looking at her with mocking eyes.

It seems to be still saying to her, "You took something that didn't belong to you, and one day you will give it back in full."

"No, no..."

"I didn't take anything from anyone..."

"I love him, and he is willing to marry me, I did not rob!"

She stepped back, covered her ears, and kept shaking her head.

She turned around and opened the door to run out. When she was getting on the elevator, she bumped into someone head-on.

It was a hard and strong embrace, revealing a clear and cold feeling.

Yu Xiaoqiao was startled, and quickly backed away, but stumbled at the elevator door and almost fell.

A long arm reached out, grabbed her, and pulled her into the elevator.

"Gong Jinghao!"

She let out a low cry.

Struggling hard, trying to push him away, but no matter how hard he tried, he refused to let go.

"What's the matter? Your complexion is so bad?" Gong Jinghao asked in a deep voice, unable to detect any emotion.

"No! Nothing! Let go."

She finally shook off his big hand and wanted to escape from the elevator, but the elevator had already started to slide.

"What happened?" Gong Jinghao asked in a deep voice.

Yu Xiaoqiao turned her head slowly, and looked up at Gong Jinghao's face as dark as ink, and his deep eyes full of black mist.

She opened her mouth slowly, her voice was very thin and labored.

"Is that you? The one who texted me?"

(End of this chapter)