Scheming Billionaire's Cute Wife

When an xiaonuan finished chatting with yejiu, half an hour had passed.

Yejiu looked at the time and then asked, "madam, where are you waiting for me? I'll take you there. "

She thought you would wait for your wife in the car or in the hotel, but she didn't expect

"Oh, he's waiting for me in the downstairs hall. It's OK. You have a rest. I'll go down and find him myself," an xiaonuan said with a wave.

Night nine: are you so casual now? Don't you have a cleanliness habit? How can you sit on the sofa that so many people have sat on?

Out of curiosity, yejiu still sent an xiaonuan downstairs, and then saw the person sitting on the sofa in the hall downstairs.

And, night nine very sharp eyes to see the master sitting on the sofa covered with a piece of white cloth, and, his left and right sofa full of women, only he sat on the sofa without women.

I'm worthy of you. I'll never lose anywhere.

After watching night nine, he said to an xiaonuan, "madam, since my Lord is waiting for you here, I will go up first."

"Well, let's go. Bye. Go to bed early." An xiaonuan gave a few simple instructions, and then ran to yemingjue.

"Honey! Let's go. " An xiaonuan directly ignores the burning sight of those women on both sides and goes to yemingjue.

What are you looking at? This man is her!

Looking at an xiaonuan's unconscious expression of protecting food, the corner of yemingjue's mouth stirred up a faint smile.

This little heartless man, still remember him! It's almost an hour. If he doesn't come down, he'll go up and look for someone.

Sitting on both sides of the woman heard an xiaonuan's husband, her eyes flashed disappointment.

Alas, such a handsome man shouldn't get married. He should belong to everyone!

However, those women whose hearts were broken all over the place saw the smile of yemingjue, and their eyes flashed again.

It doesn't matter. Even if he gets married, he belongs to everyone! This smile, I contracted!

An xiaonuan obviously felt that his fierce eyes were even more terrible, so he said to Yeming: "don't laugh!"

That's too much!

An xiaonuan doesn't know who he's angry with. He just stares at the man and leads the man away from the hotel.

However, in her opinion, the big step was just a small step of yemingjue.

So yemingjue always walked beside an xiaonuan.

"Why, jealous?" Yemingjue asked with a smile.

"How can it be? I won't be jealous of you, hum An xiaonuan was angry and cruel, and wanted to get rid of the man's hand.

But how could her strength be a man's opponent? So after she broke away for a while, she was still firmly held in her hand.

"Well, don't be angry. I didn't even look at those women just now." Night Ming Jue see warm warm really want to angry appearance, quickly coax a way.

An xiaonuan also knows that she is a little childish now, but she can't go down the steps. Seeing that the man gave her a step, she immediately followed it down: "OK, just don't look."

Then they walked back to the hotel.

After returning to the hotel, an xiaonuan was full, but yemingjue had hardly eaten.

Yemingjue looks at an xiaonuan who is walking around in the yard. He has no choice but to think that when he goes shopping next time, he must not let Nuan Nuan buy snacks.

I don't know that I won't have any snacks in the next ten days. An xiaonuan is walking on the stone road, sorting out the contents of today's class.

The trip to the ancient town ended very quickly, and the 15 day trip soon reached the fourteenth day.

Jingxin looks at an xiaonuan, who is concentrating on embroidery. His eyes flash with surprise. Then he takes another look at Jiqing, who is about to be distracted. He sighs in his heart.

Ah, this niece

An xiaonuan has made great progress these days. Her talent in embroidery is not one or two points, which makes Jingxin very satisfied. If it wasn't for an xiaonuan's own career, she would like xiaonuan to come to the embroidery workshop.

During an xiaonuan's rest time, Jingxin came over.

She first handed a cup of tea to anxin'ai'nuan, and then said, "Xiao Nuan, your embroidery is going back soon, but you haven't fully learned the craft of embroidery. Do you think you want to stay or go back to study?"

She gently plucked the tea foam with the tea cover, and then waited for an xiaonuan's answer.

"I can't get away from my company. It would be better if I could go back and learn!" An xiaonuan made a decision without much hesitation.

This answer is the same as the answer of meditation guess. Since it is, it's easy to talk next.

"I also think so, so I want to let Qingqing follow you for a period of time, and let her be your assistant. This will not delay your work, but also let you learn embroidery. You don't see that she is not in tune at ordinary times, but xiuniang is also the best." Said the meditation."Ah? What do you do, teacher? And it's too much for Qingqing to be my assistant. " An xiaonuan said, looking at Ji Qing with a confused face.

Ji Qing is totally ignorant.

My aunt didn't tell her about this before. Why is it so sudden? And let her do assistant for sister Xiao Nuan. Will she see that night every day in the future? No!

But Jingxin didn't give her any eyes at all, but said to an xiaonuan attentively: "it doesn't matter. Qingqing is used to being an assistant for me, and this is what I want to ask you to do. I want Qingqing to learn how to manage the company with you."

When she decided to take an xiaonuan as an apprentice, she had already decided.

Embroidery workshop in her hands can only rise to this height, and then, it depends on Qingqing.

Only her friends have no people who start their own companies, and she is not at ease to put Qingqing into the group of men.

So, an xiaonuan, here is the best choice.

"Don't you have to ask for clear advice?" An xiaonuan looks awkwardly at Ji Qing and asks.

"No, if she dares not to go, I'll shut her in the room and let her embroider the screen of longevity." She said with a quiet smile.

Clearly she is smiling, but an xiaonuan sees a murderous spirit in her smile.

Is it an illusion?

Ji Qing shrinks his neck, and just about to blurt out "don't" is swallowed back.

Compared with wanshoutu, she would rather work as an assistant for sister xiaonuan.

So it was settled.

After class, an xiaonuan told yemingjue about it.

"That's what she was going to do." The corner of yemingjue's mouth raised a mocking smile.

Master of meditation? It seems that we really need to meditate.

An xiaonuan looked at yemingjue's smile and asked, "what's the matter?"

"It's OK. I'll go to class with you tomorrow. It's the last day. I'll accompany you again." As he said, he left a warm kiss on an xiaonuan's lips, like a dragonfly skimming water, and soon retreated.

Just in an xiaonuan can not see the place, his eyes flashed a trace of gloomy.

How dare you calculate her warmth? How can it be done without paying a price?