Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

What Feng Cheng meant was, what did Mu Qing Huan's misfortune have to do with him?

Yan Nai Er cut the news into the entertainment news section, "What news is it, can you show it to me?"

Feng Cheng held onto his phone tightly, the bone joints in his hand cracking, his tone was like floating ice on the surface of the water, sinister and cold, "Is there a woman that doesn't want to marry me?"

"Nell?" Ming Cheng Yu lifted his chin, and laughed playfully: "Your parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles all hate women from the acting world! Of course Nell wouldn't marry you. "

Ming Cheng Yu only wanted to liven up the atmosphere.

Yan Nai Er was startled in the bottom of her heart, "Young Master Xiao Er Bao, don't joke around at a time like this."

Di Er Ye heard the hidden meaning in Feng Cheng's words and asked curiously, "What woman?"

Feng Cheng put down his wine cup, his eyes deep and serene. "A woman with nothing at all."

Ming Cheng Yu laughed out loud, and said dubiously: "Fourth Brother, you're using your brain like a worm, do you want a woman now?"

"I think he's hormonal." Di Er Ye wiped the tip of his nose and looked at Yan Nai Er.

Yan Nai Er lowered her eyelids and laughed, then walked to Feng Cheng's side, "Fourth Brother, how about I send you back? "I'll make you some wine soup when we get back."

"You guys play." With long and slender legs, Feng Cheng left without a shred of nostalgia.

"What has Fourth Brother been busy with recently …" Yan Nai Er turned and looked at Ming Cheng Yu.

… ….

Mo Tian LK.

Entertainment Editorial Department.

"Please! Help Comrade Mu Qing Huan out of this difficult situation! Donate as much as you can! "Woo woo …" With a red ribbon tied to his forehead, Sun Zi Yang hugged his donation box and said righteously, "Everyone eats supper and it's not just 100 yuan, why can't you promote humanity? Help a colleague in trouble? Everyone has seen the news, right? He definitely knew! The place Qing Huan stayed at had been completely burned down! Wuu... It's really pitiful! "

Sun Zi Yang's voice was filled with tears, a few of them could not stand watching him talk like this, so they donated their money.

The first group of people had donated the money, and the rest of them had basically donated 100 yuan.

Mu Qing Huan prodded Sun Zi Yang and asked speechlessly, "I don't have much losses, just a few sets of clothes and blankets. Are you done yet?" If it were not for the fact that they had a deep friendship, Mu Qing Huan would have already killed Sun Zi Yang and would have cried for everyone's help.

"You can wear these clothes on your body right now, and the money in your hands has to pay rent. Aren't I helping you now?" Sun Zi Yang took the lead and donated five hundred gold coins, while the rest of the colleagues scrambled to donate.

Suddenly, the Editor Large came over!

Mu Qing Huan snatched away the donation box in Sun Zi Yang's hands, shakily covered her face and pitifully begged for mercy, "Editor Large, we're not causing any trouble … How about you return the money to everyone! "

After Editor Large stopped, he took out a hundred pieces of the trouser pocket and unwillingly touched them before throwing them into the chest. Then, he grabbed onto the shiny bald head and said sincerely, "Comrade Qing Huan, you must get out of the haze as soon as possible! We will be relying on you to follow up Yan Nai Er's news, we, the entertainment page, will all depend on you! "

It wasn't the first or second time Mu Qing Huan exposed Yan Nai Er's strength, but the Fourth Brother didn't ban her …

This girl had some skills!

"Don't worry Editor Large! I will definitely follow Yan Nai Er's news! " Mu Qing Huan excitedly sniffed the tip of his nose, hugged his donation box and walked to the side, wanting to find a place with no one to be moved and cry. He did not expect his colleagues to be so sympathetic towards her.

Mu Qing Huan did not notice this.

"Handsome!" How about some money? " Sun Zi Yang recognized Feng Cheng at first glance.

It's him, Feng Cheng!

Mu Qing Huan's eyes widened as she slowly closed her legs and stood up bit by bit.

Feng Cheng looked at Mu Qing Huan coldly, and did not exhale.

Mu Qing Huan looked at Feng Cheng weirdly and did not say a word.

"Handsome, how much are you planning to donate?" Sun Zi Yang looked at Feng Cheng with a flattering look.

Mu Qing Huan's heart was in turmoil …

He had said the other day that he would not meet again …

At that time, he had been very decisive. How could he possibly donate money to her?

"Humph!" Mu Qing Huan tightly held onto the donation box, not wanting his pity.

"I heard that your house was burnt …" Feng Cheng lifted his chin and looked at her playfully.

That's right, it was completely burnt out and it was even reported on the news!

Nodding his head heavily, Mu Qing Huan swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Just now, he seemed to have smiled at her …

That smile, no matter how you looked at it, it felt awkward.

What do you mean? Was he laughing at her?

Mu Qing Huan clenched her teeth, heavily coughed, and then asked Sun Zi Yang, "I, am I that pitiful? You want them to donate to me? I, I've been, is it that bad? "

"Hm!" Hm! "Hm!" Sun Zi Yang nodded his head like a clown, and said smoothly: "Your mother doesn't care about you, your stepfather doesn't care about you, your deposit book is on the day of death, you are extremely greedy, for that interest, you would rather die than use money recklessly!"

"Oh right!" This month's salary can only be paid in fifteen days. You don't have more than a hundred spare parts on you, and you only have the set of clothes on you. You haven't even changed … There was no place to live … "Sigh, how pitiful …" Sun Zi Yang looked up and down at Mu Qing Huan. Other than being a little pretty, he was no different from a beggar. He couldn't help but sigh, "Qing Huan, you have to hold on! Please don't give up on yourself! "

"The clothes were on fire." She wasn't pitiful enough. There was only one piece of clothing she could wear, right?

"It should have been burnt a long time ago. You've already worn those clothes for eight hundred years, look at that Young Miss Mu, you don't look the same every day …"

Saying that, Sun Zi Yang shamelessly pushed Mu Qing Huan towards Feng Cheng, "Handsome brother, why don't you take her back home?"

"Pui!" "Shut up!" Mu Qing Huan quickly covered Sun Zi Yang's face, preventing him from speaking any further.

"Let go!" Sun Zi Yang flicked Mu Qing Huan's arm, "Ignorant girl, what I am doing, is all for your own good!"

Sun Zi Yang, you old cunning fox, you actually want to sell me off! Mu Qing Huan lifted her beautiful chin.

Then, he pulled down his eyelids, grimaced at Feng Cheng, and said loudly, "I don't need you to pity me!"

After he finished speaking, Mu Qing Huan was very proud and complacent, thinking that Feng Cheng would turn around and leave.

"Mu Qing Huan."

'Bang! 'a loud sound was heard.

Feng Cheng opened the red embroidered box, revealing the dazzling diamond ring. His gaze was fixed on her shocked face, "Marry me."