Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Oh, Qingcheng... You see, my son got married this month, and the extra money is used as a bride price. At present, there is no more money at home. He just bought a villa in the suburbs last month..."

"OK, thank you, uncle. I won't bother you first..."

“……”

"Hello, is that uncle Zhao? I'm Ye Qingcheng, ye Qin's daughter... Well, I have something to do recently. Would you like to ask if you have any extra funds..."

"Oh, it's Qingcheng. I can't do anything in this family without your uncle Zhao... Didn't you just hold a wedding with the Lu family at the beginning of last month? I heard you were unwell. Are you better now..."

"Thank you for your concern. I'm much better... Then... I won't bother you first..."

"Wait, Qingcheng, aunt wants to know what happened to you..."

“…………”

"Qingcheng wants to borrow money. This uncle can't help you, but he can introduce you. Recently, a model company is recruiting. I remember your seedling is very good. A meal of 100000, good attitude and monthly consideration... Recently, a real estate boss has money..."

“…………”

Ye Qingcheng put down the phone tired and her eyebrows were bleak. She made 12 consecutive calls. She either hung up when she heard about borrowing money, or made all kinds of excuses. She even said that her son was getting married. It was clear that his son had been married for five years and had two grandchildren.

In the face of borrowing money, no matter how much friendship, it is all zero.

At this time, the door was suddenly knocked. Ye Qingcheng got up, gathered his long hair impatiently, and through the shutters, there was a man in a suit.

"Who?"

"Well, I was introduced by the ferry tour party earlier. I heard that you have real estate to deal with, don't you?"

Ye Qingcheng's hand on the metal handle paused, but she still opened the door, "so?"

"Can we go in and talk in detail?" after opening the door, the man outside was about in his early 30s, with black framed eyes, gentle and steady, shaking a briefcase in his hand, "or I don't mind talking in detail."

Ye Qingcheng turned his head and glanced at his messy living room. He was a little tired. "I'd better talk outside."

The man didn't expect it. He was stunned and looked aside.

The villa is completely European design. There are three steps between the door and the flower garden. Two marble carving columns are on both sides. There is a wooden craft bracelet and two rattan chairs on the side in front of the door. There is a suspended hammock swing on the edge.

If the front garden had not been destroyed, it would be a beautiful and comfortable terrace.

The man watched Ye Qingcheng come out. He didn't care about the layer of ash on the chair and sat down.

The sparse and plain sun shines on her face. Her facial features are charming like goblins, her face is a little tired, and there is a small layer of light dark circles under her eyes.

She only wears a silk lace up nightdress, which is very conservative, but has the charm of a mature woman. It is the most charming.

He couldn't help but be a little surprised. Then he looked at Ye Qingcheng's calm eyes and hurriedly realized his wandering.

He sat down, opened his briefcase, pulled out some ordered documents and pushed them over.