The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

An Xia Xia stepped footsteps and almost fell.

A lightning-fast figure helped her in time to avoid the tragedy of falling to the ground.

Chu Zhiyun was taken aback: "Who are you?"

Why is there a man in the women's bathroom?

Kang Jian frowned, calmed his face, and let go of An Xia Xia. As he came, he took a few big strides and soon disappeared.

Anxia Xia stood with her teeth grinning, staring at the charm of Chu: "Did you mean it?"

"Isn't it normal for the bathroom to hit someone?" Chu Zhiyun smiled. "Even your mother never fought with me. Do you think you can?"

Some words immediately annoyed An Xia Xia.

"To shut up!"

"I'm not closed!" Chu Zhiyun's smiling flowers trembled. "I tell you, I can get your mother to the mental hospital, and I can get you in too! Little girl, don't know that the sky is thick, man's heart Volatile, now guarding you, maybe how fast and fierce when you abandon you ~ "

It turned out that her mother was really admitted to the mental hospital by Chu Zhiyun!

An Xia Xia shook her fist, and in her usual time, she absolutely rushed to slap Chu Zhiyun.

But now, for the child in her belly, she dare not take risks.

Chu Zhiyun twisted her waist and left in all kinds of styles. An Xia Xia leaned on the sink and sobbed softly.

Are pregnant women vulnerable? Is it true?

She never thought that she would not be able to stand even a little irritation.

Outside the door, Kang Jian's low voice came: "Don't cry."

"I didn't cry." The voice was still crying.

Kang Jian sighed helplessly: "Would you like me to punch her out? But there is a fee."

"Are two packets of hot sticks enough?"

"That won't work, at least three packs."

Amused by Kang Jian in a few words, Anxia Xia opened the bathroom door, and it was already empty outside.

From the beginning of her pregnancy, Kang Jian behaved strangely, and refused to see her, only to protect her in secret.

Man's heart is also a sea-bottom needle ~

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The shareholders meeting was coming to an end. Chu Zhiyun came to power, speaking on behalf of Mr. Song.

"Well, such a good-looking woman, unfortunately has to be widow for Mr. Song."

"Yeah, but as a wife, you should be able to get a lot of shares, for the rest of your life ..."

"It's better to marry as soon as possible! We have only envy!"

"..."

The bottom row of whispers was talking about Chu Zhiyun and Mr. Song.

Chu Zhiyun looked at the crowd of Wu Yan, a proud smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

Look, she exhausted her brains and finally stood at the top and got everything.

Zhong Le, Mr. Song, Song Qingwan, An Xiaxia ... cannot be her obstacles!

The corners of her eyebrows were filled with smug smiles!

At this moment, a tall and upright man walked into the entrance of the hall, with a black suit, white shirt, and silver rimless glasses, exuding an ascetic breath all over him.

"Ms. Chu, fortunately." An Yibei stood under the stage with a loud voice, just enough to attract the attention of the audience.

Chu Zhiyun kept his attitude, smiled slightly at him, and moved gently.

She planned to step down, and An Yibei suddenly raised the volume: "Ms. Chu, on behalf of the prosecutor's office, I will bring you a prosecution!"

Chu Zhiyun shook his fist. Damn, why would anyone come to trouble?

She tried hard to keep her smile: "What is the crime? Master lawyer, it is also a crime to slander others?"

An Yibei took off his glasses and smiled coldly: "Rest assured that the evidence is conclusive, it will be more than enough to send you to prison!"