The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

"really envy you……"

"What do you envy?"

"I can still be with Hua Jin again in this life, and I have children. What about me ... orphaned and wretched ..."

"Aren't you looking for Fang Erlan, what's the pity?"

"She didn't accept me in her heart."

Jin Qingyan gave him an idea, "A word that makes her pregnant with your baby, so you can get ten or eight."

"That was how you did the brocade?"

"No, she chased me." Jin Qing said bluntly, "The moment she saw me, she fell in love with me at first sight, and fell in love with me. I swear that I will not marry, and I didn't know where it was. The root nerve is wrong. Seeing her crazy obsession with me, she agreed with a soft heart. "

Xiao Shenyang apparently didn't believe, "You just blow it."

Jin Qingyan said as he ate, "I always say the truth and never brag."

"If you dare to say that in front of her, I'll take it."

"What a word to say, I dare to teach her in front of you."

"Lesson of slap / slap / slap love?"

The two looked at each other and smiled. Jin Qingyan ate the whole chicken. The chicken was not big and it was easy to eat.

He rinsed his mouth out of the hole.

Standing here looking down, a little dizzy.

He noticed that Xiao Shenyang had also come out. He asked, "How did you find such a place?"

"Do you think this hole is natural?" Xiao Xiao smiled slightly. "It was developed by myself. It is extremely difficult to be found no matter the geographical location or hiding place, so I have always been relatively quiet here. And never be disturbed. "

"If there is electricity in this place, I would rather live here for a long time."

"Thinking about beauty, here is my exclusive property, don't miss me if you live for a while!"

"..."

——

In the evening promised to attend a social meeting, a private meeting for a large order.

The other party is the boss who crossed the investment.

Authentic M people.

His name was Benson.

Fan Shixin originally wanted to replace An Xiaojing for entertainment, but the other party named that the surname had to be let An Xiaojing attend in person, otherwise she would not sign.

The small order is just fine. This is a very large list. Of course, An Xiaomeng doesn't want to give up, so he should answer the game.

On a night show, all kinds of people with red lights and green wines existed.

An Xiaomen wore a thin white shirt and a high-waisted black cropped leggings.

The shirt was tied in pants and high heels were on the feet.

Every time you take a step, the floor tiles always make a crisp sound.

Pushing the door in, Benson was already inside.

"Miss An is here." The man speaking a foreign language stood up.

This is a successful man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He is very average in length, he keeps a good figure, and seems to exercise regularly.

An Xiaomen spoke to him fluently. "Hello, Mr. Benson."

"Sit fast."

"You too."

An Xiaomen wanted to start a business conversation. He didn't expect to start talking, and he said, "Miss An, let's chat and drink first. We won't be late for business affairs. Come and drink."

She took the wine and did not drink it, but said to him, "Mr. Benson, let's talk about the business first, and it's not too late to chat and drink, so I have the bottom of my heart, what do you say?"

The smile on his face diminished a bit. "So, let's have a drink or two, how about it?"

An Xiaomen nodded, opened an unopened bottle of wine, picked up the bottle, and drank two mouthfuls.

Seeing this, Banson said with admiration, "People who can drink to the bottle are good."

"No." She lowered the bottle and said, "I don't drink very well, so we must talk about things when I'm not drunk. I can't talk when I'm drunk."

When she heard that the drink was not good, Benson's eyes lit up, and he raised his glass and said, "Come and drink more."

An Xiaomen touched a glass with him, took another two sips, decided to stop, and couldn't continue drinking.

The subsequent conversations between the two people about the matter to be discussed were unspoken to each other.

"Mr. Benson, since you don't have any opinion, I brought the contract, you signed it, and let us drink it, what do you think?"

"Sign, of course, but ..." He got up, sat next to An Xiaomen, and said with a smile in his mouth, "Miss An, I don't understand a question, can you answer it to me?" "

"what is the problem?"

"You and Jin Qingyan have divorced. Why do you take over Jin's now? Not only I care, but many people are inexplicably curious. Can you tell me why?"

"You and many people are inexplicably curious, which is exactly the proof. If you are Jin Qingyan, not only will you not let the ex-wife take power, but the less money you can give her, the better?"

"So we are curious what is the reason for this?"

"Unfortunately, I won't tell you. Talking about business is about talking about business. I also want to know the details of other companies. Don't you feel bored? How about knowing? How about not knowing? I can give you the answer if I know The company brings huge benefits? Mr. Benson, isn't that right? "

"Of course, I'm just curious myself."

An Xiaomen smiled at him and pointed to the contract on the table. "Mr. Banson is still signing?"

"Hey, it's boring." He leaned on the sofa, with his two arms on top, and one behind An Xiaomen. "Listening to the rumor that you are a very individual woman, I didn't think you had such a contact Multiple sex? "

"My personality and personality have nothing to do with the major event we want to cooperate with, Mr. Benson. We met here to discuss business at night, not to explore other issues. If Mr. Banson finds me boring, please come tomorrow Jin, I will send someone to talk to you. What do you think? "

As soon as she had said this, Benson's arms behind her suddenly wrapped her shoulders, "Women, don't be so strong, and be meek like a sheep. It will be more pleasing to men. Our negotiation meeting Progress is smoother. "

An Xiaomen glanced over her head, her eyes touching her right shoulder.

"take away."

Instead of letting go, he tightened his hands a bit, "What's the big deal?"

She immediately stood up, shook his hand, turned her head and glared at him, her voice was cold for two minutes, "Not everyone can give you a glance."

Ban Sen also stood up and chuckled, "It's not seventeen or eighteen-year-old little chu / girl, what's up?"

An Xiaomen didn't like to hear these words. He raised his hand and gave him a mouth. The man who beat him was obviously shocked and changed his face.

The man was obviously a trainer, and An Xiaomen was pushed down on the sofa by one hand. The bottle opened by An Xiaomen didn't drink much, and he held it in his hand.