Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   After hanging up the phone, she was still annoyed, and threw the phone into her bag in annoyance.

  Fu Zhiyan's eagle eyes were deep, hiding the deep haze, "She's been calling you this week, asking someone to send you a note? Why didn't I know?"

"Isn't it because you are so attractive?" Han Xiaoye was stimulated by Huang An'an's 'I like you' just now, and hummed, "The little girl knows that you have a wife and children, yet she is still infatuated with you. 1 billion to let me, a yellow-faced woman, give up her position. This charming person is about to touch the world."

   This is sour!

   Your teeth will be sour!

   Anyone with a slight nose can smell it, at least ten barrels of vinegar! Sour people don't want it!

  Han Xiaoye clenched her teeth tightly, only in this way could she calm down a little. Anyway, she's just jealous, and she's just not feeling well!

   Anyway, this rotten peach blossom was brought in by him.

  Why is she jealous?

   It is only right that she is jealous. If she is no longer jealous, it means that she has a problem, either physically or mentally. Anyway, I definitely don't like him anymore, so I don't have any reaction to this kind of rotten peach blossom!

  Fu Zhiyan's heart was melted by her jealous Xiao Momo Rong, and he said something similar to sweet words for the first time, "I don't like her."

  Han Xiaoye is a lot of good people, and he has been with Mo Qi for a long time, and he is about to become an old driver. Immediately pick up, "then who do you like?"

   The arrogant man had a smile in his eyes, and his thin lips lightly parted——

at this time.

   "Ding dong!"

   The elevator rang and the door opened!

  Han Xiaoye was interrupted by this and did not understand what he just said.

"little……"

   "Mr. Fu." Fan Shengnan at the elevator entrance had already greeted him as usual.

   She scratched her ears and cheeks with a full stomach, but because Fan Shengnan was there, it was difficult to ask what he just answered. Can only be depressed behind the two people, like a pair of eggplants beaten by frost.

very gloomy.

   She finally got an opportunity, but she just missed it! missed! Why doesn't the elevator door open early and late, but it opens when it's so important? Why does it still make a ding-dong sound? Who the **** invented the elevator?

   "Mr. Fu, your schedule today is morning..."

   Fan Shengnan was talking non-stop, but the stern man didn't listen at all. He turned his head to look at the dejected little woman behind him, and the corner of his mouth tickled up and down uncontrollably. The end of the eye is picked, it is indescribably good-looking, good-looking is simply terrible.

  Fan Shengnan was stunned for a while, puzzled.

   What is Mr. Fu laughing at?

   Is there anything wrong with the itinerary she just mentioned? No, Mr. Fu should be angry when there is a problem, how could he laugh?

   When he reached the place where Han Xiaoye was seated, the man walking in front suddenly stopped and gave Fan Shengnan a look. Fan Shengnan grasped the folder and walked away.

  Han Xiaoye was still walking with his head down, immersed in depression.

   Suddenly found a pair of man's shoe toes in front of her vision, she immediately stopped and raised her head, "Little...President Fu."

Fu Zhiyan said calmly, "The final exam is still a month and a half away from the A University, you are ready to prepare, after you finish work in the company this week, go home to prepare for review, I will give you a month's exam holiday."

  Exam, exam?

  Han Xiaoye then remembered that he had promised Aunt Feng not to let her go to class on the condition that she must take the final exam, and she must pass the exam, and try to fail the exam as little as possible.

  Han Xiaoye's mouth tightened.

   After going through the hellish years of the third year of high school, she was sensitive to the word exam, and that feeling was like a mouse hearing a cat's name. Even if he has become Mickey Mouse among mice, he is still instinctively nervous.

  God, how could she forget this one?

Fu Zhiyan was delighted by her face that looked like a palette, and her thin lips were hooked again, and continued, "I'll let you go in this subject of finance, and for the rest, you can work on your own. If you need tutoring , call Andy, he is coming back soon. Before Andy comes back, you can ask Si Nanqing or Qin Fang to teach you. Both of them graduated from Harvard. "

  Si Nanqing forget it, although he has severe facial blindness, he looks like a promising young man with knowledge and culture. But Qin Fang's condescending appearance is actually a top student at Harvard?

  Han Ono's worldview has been turned upside down again!

  Why, since she met Fu Zhiyan, she has the feeling that a scholar is worthless. It seemed like she was the only student left in the world.

   24 years old, female, studying in college, high school diploma... Every word is bittersweet with snot and tears.

   "If I come back early in the evening, you can ask me to help you. Look at yourself." Fu Zhiyan added.

  Han Xiaoye blinked, without thinking, "I'm looking for you!"

"Can."

  Han Xiaoye felt a little uncomfortable looking at them from time to time, and then looked at the calm man, opened his mouth, "That..."

   When is he going to leave, and then standing here gossiping with her, she will be isolated again!

  Fu Zhiyan seemed to see through her thoughts, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Reaching out to help her put the bangs around her ears behind her ears, she said naturally, "The answer to that question just now is you."

  ——that question just now, my answer is you.

  Boom!

   Dong Dong Dong!

   dong dong dong dong dong!

  Han Xiaoye, who had a big heartbeat, could hear it himself.

  She stretched out her hand to hold her throbbing chest, don't jump! Cheer up! Stop jumping!

   Having said that, the little heart didn't listen to her master's command at all, beating like she didn't want money, thumping happily.

   The question she just asked was...then who do you like?

   ah ah ah ah.

   Is this a confession in disguise?

  Han Xiaoye has never heard him say something like this since he was pregnant. He finally heard it again. Rao kept trying to restrain himself and restrain himself, and his mouth was still honest and was about to go behind his ears.

   In order to hide her overwhelming mood, she clenched her left hand into a fist, put it to her mouth and pretended to cough, "Cough, I'm going back to work."

   "Well, I will work hard and take the exam well."

   Fu Zhiyan's smile became even more doting, and he stopped her in front of everyone, "Wait."

   "..." for what?

  Han Xiaoye stopped even though he didn't know what to call her to wait for.

   The arrogant and noble man stretched his long legs, walked in front of her, lowered his head, and kissed her on the forehead. The deep eyes of Danfeng swayed, and she seemed to be focused on seeing her. Her voice was hoarse and full of grain, and she said, "Come on."