Arrogant princess: buy a husband for a dollar

Qin Qingying saw the reporter coming. She took a look at Xiang Yexun, another look at the reporter and said, "we're working. Please go out."

"Miss Qin, I heard you're going to marry Xiang Yexun. What about this gentleman? Is it your first love?" the reporter still chased them, and the security guard couldn't stop them.

"Please go out." Zhan Zhimo turned around with a smiling gentleman and said politely to the reporter, "Xiao Ying and I are just friends now. Even if your first love is in the past, I wish her a happy marriage with Xiang Yexun. As long as she is happy." Zhan Zhimo's words shocked the reporter and confirmed that he was Qin Qingying's first love, The man who said he was killed in the explosion, but now it seems that he is not. He is still alive, but he may not be able to go back with Qin Qingying.

The reporter held their moment tightly, hoping to record a lot of the news they wanted. Qin Qingying stood up, looked at the reporter and said very seriously: "I'm going to have a wedding with my brother. Well, I've given you what you want. Please leave." Qin Qingying looked at the reporter and said naturally.

"Really? Is the groom Xiang Yexun?" the reporter continued to ask. Qin Qingying nodded, which confirmed this fact again. Suddenly, the reporters were boiling. Qin Qingying was really going to get married. Great, and the groom was Xiang Yexun. What they were excited about was not the wedding, but the absolute heavy news. Everyone went back immediately, Prepare an explosive news story.

After the reporter left, Zhan Zhimo turned to Qin Qingying and looked at her with a slightly sorry expression: "Xiaoying, sorry, I didn't expect them to follow."

"Nothing. Even if you don't come, they will come." Qin Qingying glanced at Zhan Zhimo, and then asked calmly, "what's the matter with you?"

"Oh, it's no big deal. I saw a beautiful wedding dress. I was going to recommend it to you, but..." Zhan Zhimo smiled bitterly: "I found I didn't have your phone number."

"Oh." Qin Qingying took out the post it note and wrote his mobile phone number on the paper. Zhan Zhimo looked at the paper on the post it note for a long time and said approvingly: "Xiaoying, your words are still so beautiful."

Qin Qingying just um, she looked at Zhan Zhimo with a little embarrassment for a long time. She already asked in her eyes, "is there anything else?" but Zhan Zhimo didn't respond. He always stood in the office, Xiang Yexun and Qin Qingying stood, and everyone looked at what happened in the room through the glass door.

Finally Qin Qingying looked up at Zhan Zhimo and asked, "is there anything else?"

"Ah... No." Zhan Zhimo took two steps with a smile. He looked back at Qin Qingying with a little bitterness: "Xiaoying, excuse me, I should go."

The more the gentleman said, the more he looked how sad he was. Qin Qingying and Xiang Yexun could hear it. Qin Qingying just nodded and didn't speak.

However, after a while, a strange number called. Qin Qingying looked at the phone and knew it should be Zhan Zhimo. She answered the phone and it was

Zhan Zhimo seemed very sad. His voice was hoarse and said, "Sakura, I just want to tell you... The wedding dress I like is on the model of the store where you just tried the wedding dress. You didn't try the one. I think you must look good."