High-priced businesswoman: Princess does not compete for favor

Chapter 115 Soul Absorption 3
The next day.

"Miss Ji, what a coincidence, I met you again." A certain man stepped forward and said with a courteous smile.

With Qing Qingcheng supporting his forehead, he walked around a certain man and walked to the other side.

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"Miss Ji, we are really destined to meet again." A certain man continued to step forward and said with a courteous smile.

Yan Qingcheng was sweating coldly, with black lines on his face, and walked quickly to the other side.

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"Miss Mi."

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"Miss Mi, we meet twice a day, you can't run away anymore. This is the idea of ​​Yue Lao, he deliberately wants to match us up."

Seeing Nan Fenglan such a cheeky accosting young lady, Yulu really can't bear it.

"Master Nanfeng, Yulu respects you and calls you Mr. Nanfeng, but you don't want to follow our lady so shamelessly."

"How should I say it?" A certain man looked at Yulu with a pair of innocent eyes blinking.

Yulu raised her forehead, "No matter how much you pretend, these chance encounters seem not to be accidental but intentional. Do you think other people's eyes are white?"

"Oh, so that's the case. I really didn't realize that Miss Mi and I have met so many times. Thank you Miss Yulu for reminding me."

The corners of Yulu's eyes twitched, this person must have done it on purpose, and she let out a long sigh.

His skin is really thick. In the words of the lady, it is thicker than the corner of the city wall.

"You." Yulu was speechless and speechless.

Ji Qingcheng chuckled, never expecting that Yulu, a articulate girl, would sometimes be deflated.

"Miss, you're still laughing." Yulu complained dissatisfied with her pink mouth.

Yi Qingcheng regained his demeanor and looked at Nan Fenglan.

"Just as Yulu said, Mr. Nanfeng has created so many 'encounters'. I think he must have something to look for the little girl. I hope Mr. Nanfeng can have a better time and finish talking at once, so that we can get together and break up."

"No, we just met, Qing'er, you just chased me away like this."

"speak English."

Nan Fenglan put away the grievances on his face after receiving a word from Yan Qingcheng, and looked at Yan Qingcheng solemnly.

"My son has taken a fancy to you, follow me."

"Sorry, Miss Ben is already married."

"What's so good about Baili Cangyue? The men of the emperor's family are all ruthless, so why should Ms. Yi make fun of her life's happiness?"

"Are you familiar? Miss Ben likes that."

"No, Qing'er kicked him quickly and followed me. I will definitely live up to Qing'er, but Qing'er is the only one."

"Although Mr. Nanfeng's offer is very tempting, please forgive me for solemnly rejecting it."

"Ah, the young master took a step back and said, Qing'er doesn't want to marry me, so this young master will marry Qing'er, and Lan promises that only the wife-lord will not obey."

Ji Qingcheng supported his forehead, with black lines on his face, this guy grew up in Nanning country, but isn't he from Dongli Nanfeng's family?

"Not interested in you." Yan Qingcheng rolled his eyes and said speechlessly.

Yulu was very nervous when she heard what Nan Fenglan said just now, she was afraid that the young lady would run away with this monstrous man in front of her and leave poor uncle behind.

By the way, if my uncle was by Miss's side, this guy would definitely not bother Miss.

With the uncle's jealous vat, he will definitely be slapped away with a palm, enen, let's do it like this, Yulu has already made up his mind.

"Ah, don't reject me so quickly, think about it carefully, Xiao Qingqing."

In the space, Yaya heard Nan Fenglan calling the same name as she called Qing Qingcheng, and burst out of the ring angrily.

Yaya's small body was sitting on the shoulders of Yan Qingcheng, and a pair of purple eyes looked coldly at Nan Fenglan opposite.

"Don't call me the same name as my master."

"Ha," Nan Fenglan flashed her black eyes like glass, looking at the cute guy on the shoulder of Qing Qingcheng, is this guy jealous?

(End of this chapter)