The mystery husband is a little bad

These words are like a needle constantly inserted in Su Biqian's heart: "OK, you don't have to say any more, just offer."

"Since Miss Su is so happy, I don't want much. Let's count it." The man opened his five fingers.

Su Biqian frowned, but he promised: "OK, 50000, account number."

The man sniffed at the words, but smiled: "Miss Su, you are really humorous. You are devaluing yourself."

"What do you mean? It's not fifty thousand, but five hundred thousand." Su Biqian put down her hands and showed her anger.

"Yes, Miss Su said five hundred thousand. Then I'll give Miss Su a face, five hundred thousand."

Su Biqian is really angry. When did she say it? But now if she doesn't accept it, it really affects her. She bit her back teeth and said, "OK, give me everything. Don't keep it without permission!"

"No problem."

The man took the money and left. Su Biqian looked at the photos on the table. She was so angry that her teeth were itchy. A fire came up and tore the photos on the table!

The agent came in, saw her manic appearance, immediately advised: "my aunt, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing, what are you doing? See for yourself. What are these!" Su Biqian is furious. She tore the photo and smashed everything in the house again.

After reading those things, the agent held her hand: "what are you doing? Calm down! It's not that I didn't expose it. Besides, it's not normal for men to play on occasion! Even if you get married later, you really become Mrs. Tang. You can't be like this. How can a man, especially Tang Moji, give up a forest for a flower? You should have some tolerance! "

"Then you said it's after marriage, but now, we haven't been married, he just treated me like this, how can you let me swallow this tone!" The more Su Biqian thinks about it, the angrier she gets, but the more she thinks about it, the more she panics. "Do you think he will be confused by that fox spirit and will not marry me?"

The broker's arm was scratched by Su Biqian. After all, Tang Mo's mind is hard to predict. What he thinks is beyond their control. What he usually does to Su Biqian is obvious to all of them. Su Biqian's worry is not unreasonable, but if it really falls to this point, how can su Biqian be reconciled.

"In that case, you should start first!"

Su Biqian looked at the agent and said, "that's what you said before. It's better to let me have his baby first. But as a result, I haven't even met his people. What's your baby?"

"Before that, it seems that what I said first is to clear all the obstacles in front of you!"

Su Biqian was stunned, and her dark eyes were even darker: "you mean..."

The agent looked at her and soon came to an agreement.

Since we can't take Tang Mo Ci, there are other ways to think about it.

"Well, I'll leave it to you. I'll do it if I don't know."

The agent promised: "OK, I see. Give it to me. You can stay here. Don't lose your temper."

"I see." Su Biqian sits back on the sofa, but from her clenched hands and teeth, it can be seen that she is trying to control her temper.

In the early morning of the next day, when Zhu Yanxi returned to work at the magazine, rainy found out about her hand injury: "editor in chief, what happened to your hand."

"It's OK. It's a twist." Zhu Yanxi pulled the sleeve of his trumpet, just blocking the bandage on his hand, "today I can't go to the shooting scene, you can help me to stare at it."

"OK, no problem. By the way, editor in chief, we sent you an invitation letter at this year's EM New Year's conference. I hope you can enjoy it. The invitation is on your desk. "

Zhu Yanxi was surprised: "EM new year press conference? How can I send an invitation letter? We have no cooperation with them. Besides, this brand is very high-end. It's not easy to invite a small magazine like us. "

"That's before. You forget that now we are the subsidiary of Tang Group, and Su Biqian is their brand spokesperson, and she is Tang's fiancee. How can they not invite Tang Group's magazines? But originally this invitation was sent to the editor in chief, but the editor in chief happened to have business trip in those days, so let's I'll give it to you, and I'll be the judge guest that night. "

"Judges and guests? Me? "

"Well, the editor in chief asked me to tell you that you can, believe in yourself!"

Zhu Yanxi couldn't help crying and laughing: "is this the chief editor's hat for me?"

"I look after you, too. Come on."

"Well, go ahead, I see."

When Zhu Yanxi entered the office, he saw the deep purple invitation letter on the desk, which also attached a program flow.Su Biqian is the last model of that night. So, she has to give Su Biqian a score?

Well, since we have entered this circle, such activities will surely be numerous in the future. Since we come here, we will be safe.

At present, she is most concerned about Tangbao. At last, she left her on the side of the road and didn't know if there was anything. After calling all morning, she didn't get through. After looking at the time, Zhu Yanxi picked up her mobile phone and dialed it out.

The buzzing vibration is really annoying.

The hangover caused Tangbao a headache. She covered her head with a quilt. She just didn't want to let those annoying voices disturb her. But soon, it rang again.

Can't bear it, Tangbao has to stretch out a hand and touch the phone on the bed.

Zhu Yanxi was about to give up, but when he heard Tangbao's confused and low voice coming from his mobile phone, it was a surprise: "Tangbao, you wake up!"

"Well..." Tangbao said vaguely, "who are you? Don't disturb me when I'm free."

"Tangbao! I'm Yanxi. Where did you sleep last night? Are you ok? "

"It's OK. I'm fine. I'll hang up." Tangbao throws his mobile phone on the thick carpet.

Zhu Yanxi can't cry or laugh at her mobile phone. She's not awake yet. That means she's really OK.

Tangbao's untidy head arched in the quilt, and finally, it seemed that something was wrong

Then, suddenly from the bed, looking around a room of bright sunshine and strange furnishings, and then pulled back the quilt looked down at his body.

"Ah --"

the sharp scream difference will be enough to lift the roof.