9 billion flash marriage: luxury president busy every night

Song Qingcheng still shakes his head, looking at Xinyue's face is white, she promised to answer, "no, absolutely not."

Xin Yue felt her breathing was a little smoother. "What's the matter? Haven't I helped you get to the hotel and find a parking space? "

Because song Qingcheng just got her driver's license and hasn't driven yet, Xin Yue specially drove her to the hotel and found a spacious parking space for her It's better to be a car owner than a taxi driver.

I don't know. The arrangement was right, but the car was hit. Xinyue just wants to know where she hit the car?

Song Qingcheng knows that Xin Yue can't hide this matter, and the car may have to be handled by the owner of Xin Yue, so he can't hide it.

So she told Xin Yue about the dog blood incident that happened to her last night.

……

After hearing this, Xin Yue didn't come back for a long time. It's like hearing a completely untrue story.

"Hello, Hello, are you ok?" Song Qingcheng raised her hand in front of her.

Xinyue suddenly recovered, blinking a pair of big eyes looking at her, after a long time, then asked her, "Qingcheng, you will not be stimulated to the brain?"

She worried that falling in love was over stimulated by lovelorn, and her brain had fantasies.

“……” Song Qingcheng black face, "forget it, you think I'm brain broken."

She took a big gulp of water from her glass to stop the fire. Said for a long time, the mouth said dry, the result Xinyue only thought she was brain was stimulated.

How sad!

"No..." Xin Yue still can't accept it, or can't calm down at all. "Now I can understand that you hit the luxury car of President Ji Da, and then he asked you to marry him So, is it love at first sight? "

Song Qingcheng has a silent expression.

Originally, she wanted to find someone to give her advice and share her worries, but now she deeply felt that she shouldn't talk so much with the mentally handicapped elder sister Xin Yue.

"Elder sister, please pay attention to the main point. He meant to get married by agreement with me, which is a fake marriage. Fake marriage, fake marriage, fake marriage, do you understand? " Song Qingcheng had to say important things three times.

Xin Yue rubbed his ear, which was a little painful. "OK, I'm not deaf. Of course I heard it."

Song Qingcheng breathed.

"But the key is, why does president Ji do this?" Xin Yue doesn't know again.

With the appeal of President Ji Da, I don't know how many men, women and children covet his beauty and value, so they won't be reduced to a fake marriage with a woman?!

Song Qingcheng sighed, "I don't know. Maybe I should deal with my family. After all, last night, Mr. Ji announced the relationship between me and him in front of the public, and now he forces us to take it immediately. I'm not drunk either. "

"What do you want or not? If you want me to see it, you should nod your head, and then cry and shout to President Ji. I think President Ji will be fascinated by you Xin Yue's charming way of making eyes is to treat herself as a heroine.

“……” Song Qingcheng threw her a big white eye, determined not to talk to her again. Lean into the sofa and get ready to play with your cell phone.

"Don't take it so seriously. People are just a little excited and can't control it for a moment." Xin Yue takes the mobile phone out of her hand.

"You'd better eat first. It's cold." Song Qingcheng glanced at the sandwiches on the table. It seemed that they were not steaming.

Xin Yuecai later realized that the food had already been delivered. It's just, when did it come in?

"What are you going to do now?" Xin Yue took a bite of the sandwich. Her mouth was full and her words were vague.

"What else can we do! 25 million. Another 250. In three days, even if I steal and sell, I can't get so much money. I can only accept my life. " Song Qingcheng said helplessly.

"So you really want to fake marriage with him?" Xin Yue's eyes are shining. If there is a sister who can join a rich family, she will follow suit.

"What else? You lent me 25 million? "

"I can barely make do with two thousand and five hundred yuan. I'd better forget a few more zeros." Xin Yue skimmed her mouth, so she went on eating her sandwich.

Song Qingcheng didn't speak any more.

Birds of a feather flock together.

All her friends, except one of Xin Yuetie's best friends, were schoolmates, and few of them could say anything intimate. Of course, the economic situation is also very similar.

It was absolutely impossible to borrow 25 million yuan, so she had no other idea. Anyway, it's only one year. I think 25 million is my income in this year.

If you think about it like this, I don't know how many times I made.

"But you have to think it over. If you divorce in a year's time, you will be second married." Although dream of good sisters to join the rich let her touch light, but the key Xin Yue still had to remind her.After all, it's a big deal for the rest of my life.

"What is divorce in case? I'm sure there will be a divorce, OK? " Song Qingcheng said firmly, and then melancholy, "as for the second marriage It's up to fate. "

Since God has arranged such a wonderful road for her, she must have arranged the future road for her. Let it be!

"Not necessarily. Maybe it's not impossible for president Ji to be in love with you for a long time. You know, the name "Qingcheng" is not for nothing Xin Yue is quite confident in her.

"Don't make fun of me. What beauty or model have you never seen? Even the youngest film queen in Asia who just won the title recently has expressed her admiration for the leader of Ji's family. How do you think I can make him love for a long time? "

Song Qingcheng knew that she wanted to comfort herself, and she couldn't help herself in other ways. But she is very glad to have Xinyue who is willing to share her worries.

"I can't see that you know a lot about President Ji." Xin Yue joked with her.

"It's not about understanding, it's about typing" Ji Zhengting "into any website. The topics about him, whether news or gossip, will be sent to your mobile phone like a flood." She said while shaking her head and dancing to describe the shocking scene.

"True or false, do you want to be so powerful?" In order to confirm what song Qingcheng said, Xin Yue picked up her mobile phone, casually opened a web page, and then entered the three words of Ji Zhengting.

As a result