Scheming Billionaire's Cute Wife

"Why is the Lord so unfair that the two people who love each other are separated from each other?" Night ran Xi murmurs.

Night ranxi stood outside the door, was cold wind blowing a cold shiver, just shrunk body, turned back to his room to rest!

Third floor.

After washing, yemingjue lay on the bed carefully.

Ann's eyes are warm on her cheek.

"Warm, we sleep together, but tomorrow morning we must wake up together." Yeming Jue said in a deep voice.

With that, he kisses an xiaonuan's cheek, holds her hand and goes to sleep.

A good night's dream.

The next morning.

Now the bedroom of yemingjue is so quiet.

On nuota's bed, Ann kept shaking. Their heads kept shaking, but they couldn't shake away the disturbing picture. They approached her and approached her again.

They stretched out their pale hands around her, and the circle became smaller and smaller "Go away!" She bounced out of bed in response to the ticking clock on the wall. After touching his head, he found that he was already in a cold sweat. "How can Isn't it all gone? " She asked herself in a trembling voice.

"Warm." Cried ye mingjue anxiously.

An xiaonuan turns his head and sees a familiar mask and a familiar person.

"It was a dream." An xiaonuan muttered.

"Warm, how are you feeling? Do you feel sick? Are you hungry? " Ye Ming Jue asked.

An xiaonuan looks at yemingjue and suddenly has a feeling of being lost and recovered.

That night, when she was let go, there was only one thought in her heart.

I can't see Uncle any more. I pray Lord Yeming to come and save himself.

"I'm not hungry yet." Ann said softly.

"This kind of thing will never happen again in the future. I'll check it out myself." Yeming Jue said in a deep voice.

Looking inside, I heard an warm Ming look up.

"Don't check. It's Zhou Yuqing who deliberately ordered Wang Liang to do it." An xiaonuan said.

"Wennuan, you don't have to worry about it. Uncle will deal with it." Yeming Jue said softly.

"All right." Ann small warm a little lost said.

Dong Dong

Dong Dong

"what's the matter?" Yeming Jue asked coldly.

"Sir, there is a girl outside looking for her wife. She said she is her friend, Ruan Qingwei." Kimber said respectfully.

"Qingwei, let her in. An xiaonuan said happily.

"Yes, ma'am." Kimber said respectfully.

With that, an xiaonuan stood up and ran to the door.

But as soon as he got out of bed, he was put in the quilt by yemingjue.

"You're still sick and can't get out of bed. I'll let her in with you." Yeming Jue said softly.

"All right." Ann small warm shriveled mouth to say.

With that, yemingjue went out and went to the living room. When he went to the living room, he saw Ruan Qingwei sitting on the sofa.

"Wennuan is in the bedroom. Go to the bedroom and accompany her." Said Ye mingjue suddenly.

Yemingjue knows that an xiaonuan likes Ruan Qingwei very much, so he allows Ruan Qingwei to enter his bedroom with an xiaonuan.

"Thank you." Ruan Qingwei said.

Although Ruan Qingwei is careless, she looks like a man's mother-in-law in front of strangers.

However, in front of yemingjue, Ruan Qingwei was always flustered. Seeing yemingjue, she was a little afraid.

Ruan Qingwei ran to the third floor as if she were chased by a ghost.

Ding Ling Ling

Ding Ling Ling

"hello." Yeming Jue said coldly.

I don't know what the people on the other side of the mobile phone said. The temperature of yemingjue's whole body suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Jin Bo, who had been following him, could not help but step back and his face was tense.

"I see. You send it to my email, and you have three hours to go before the bankruptcy of the Zhou group." Yeming Jue said coldly.

"Yes, sir." Yeyi said respectfully.

Yemingjue hung up and turned to the study.

In the bedroom on the third floor.

"Wow, an xiaonuan, you are so lucky. Although you were born in a rich family, you don't live a rich life. Now you are really making money by marrying such a rich husband." Ruan Qingwei dancing said.

An xiaonuan looks at Ruan Qingwei silently, starting from entering the door.

Ruan Qingwei began to talk to her.

"Xiao Nuan, what does your uncle do?" Ruan Qingwei asked.

"He has a company, but I don't know its name. I went there once, and I went in from the back." An xiaonuan said.

"Wow, I wish I had so much money, and even one night I was so high-end." Ruan Qingwei said."Don't you have money at home, too?" Ann asked.

"It's true to say that, but compared with here, it's just a small thing to see a big one." Ruan Qingwei said.

When an xiaonuan heard this, he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"By the way, where's your cloakroom?" Ruan Qingwei asked excitedly.

"Next door, that door is open." An xiaonuan said.

Originally, an xiaonuan's cloakroom was on the fourth floor. An xiaonuan complained to yemingjue that he had to run up and down to change clothes every day.

Then yemingjue, our favorite wife, put the cloakroom next door.

And in their bedroom, there is a door, open, you can go directly into the cloakroom to change clothes.

Ruan Qingwei opened the door and went in. When she saw everything inside, she was shocked.

"Oh, my God, Chanel, Dior, Versace, LV, Hermes, Donna Kalan, Valentino galavanni, Cartier, Tiffany, bossilon, yumuben, pomire." Ruan Qingwei read one by one.

This includes clothes, shoes, bags and jewelry.

How a woman to see such a cloakroom, all will not be crazy, because, no one does not want.

Ruan Qingwei runs to an xiaonuan and looks shocked.

"Wennuan, your uncle bought these brands for you?" Ruan Qingwei asked.

"Well." Ann nodded.

"My God, you don't know. There are all kinds of things in it, and there are also cosmetics. They are all brands, such as Guerlain, Lancome, Clarins, Elizabeth Arden, olennaso, Estee Lauder, Clinique, Shiseido, Dior, Chanel." Ruan Qingwei asked.

Ruan Qingwei doesn't know anything else, but she knows everything about these luxuries.

Because she reads these magazines every day. Although she can afford them, how long will she save so much money.

"But I'm useless." Ann asked.

"Ah, why?" Ruan Qingwei asked with a confused face.

When an xiaonuan heard this, he bowed his head, grabbed the quilt awkwardly with his little hand, and there was a trace of worry on his face.