Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"That's enough," said Ye Qingcheng, sinking his face. "Call your men back. I won't want what you robbed."

This kind of thing, which this man can do, has no feelings at all.

Even the most important proposal of others will be destroyed. His happiness is based on the pain of others.

Ye Qingcheng hates it.

"The value of that card is much more valuable than that ring." Dongfang Shijin said calmly, as if it was a great favor.

His face was born noble and proud, and he didn't pay attention to anything.

It's a gold shopping card. You can buy any goods unlimited.

From the merchant's point of view, he is at a loss, but it doesn't hurt to be liked by Bo Ye Qingcheng.

The couple's face was embarrassed. The two seemed to discuss it. Finally, the man reluctantly handed the ring box to the horse.

"You see, no one can resist its temptation."

"Anything in the world can be bought with money in my eyes."

"Naturally, I won't do business at a loss."

"When I meet you, there will be this exception."

His voice seemed to bewitch, attracting people to sink step by step.

But also Qingcheng was not bewitched by him, and his face mocked, "but you have money, you can't buy feelings."

"Wait and see." he hooked his lips and said nothing.

Finally, the horse came back with the ring box and put it on the table. The Oriental world brocade motioned and the horse opened it.

It is a simple ring, a silver ring and four silver claws holding a simple round diamond.

The market price is only four or five thousand yuan.

"As a gift for you." Dongfang Shijin's smile is no longer dazzling.

This ring is not worth much. In the eyes of Dongfang Shijin, it is really not cost-effective for him to exchange an unlimited gold card for a cheap ring, but it doesn't hurt anything for ye Qingcheng.

But he also felt that this man was either mentally ill or had money to burn.

Other people's proposal is priceless. How could he destroy it with money.

"The gifts robbed by destroying other people's happiness are no different from stolen goods. Thank you for your kindness. I appreciate it." Ye Qingcheng took a cold look and didn't touch them at all.

"No one dares not to accept the gifts I sent out." his eyes have begun to warn Ye Qingcheng, and the mood in his eyes is like a poisonous snake spitting out letters.

"Oh, so I'm the first?"

"No," he smiled meaningfully, "the last person who refused to accept my gift is now waiting for flowers."

"What do you mean?"

"Vegetable." the horse coughed and warned.

Dongfang Shijin is still smiling, leaning lazily against the back of the chair, one hand slightly supporting his chin, and the other hand playing with his Silver Carved cigar box.

Ye Qingcheng, "..."

……

"Why, don't you have a good appetite?" the meals ordered by Dongfang Shijin were all according to her taste, and the food on her plate didn't move much.

There was still a smile in his eyes.

Ye Qingcheng was agitated and his disgust for the man deepened.

"No, I'm a little tired today." actually, I'm thinking about my heart. What happened today makes Ye Qingcheng want to find a quiet place to think about it

Think about how to leave this hateful man.