Chapter 3: Daddy Buys a Mommy
Shen Niannian couldn't help but prevent this person from looking serious on the surface, but actually being stuffy like this.
She looked at his sleek side face with some consternation, and twisted her body in resistance.
Huo Heng looked at him incredulously, this person actually accepted his blackmail so calmly?
And...... Buying and selling wives?
This man, unless he has a sick brain, is a pervert.
Huo Heng, who realized this problem, escaped from the deputy general office like a ghost, as if he was afraid that he would regret it.
When he went out, he didn't even give Shen Nian another look.
Shen Niannian watched in a daze as the door opened and closed, and finally a few drops of hot liquid burst out of his eyes.
It's really unproductive.
She skimmed it off fiercely.
Isn't it just abandoned? Anyway, she has been an orphan since she was a child, and she should have gotten used to it.
It's just that after all, he has been with Huo Heng for seven years. Seven years, a dog should have feelings, right?
Shen Niannian was in a bad mood, and he didn't bother to act with the man behind him, holding on to the armrest and trying to stand up.
"Thank you, Mr. Qi. β
She tried to get up a few times, but her body didn't move.
The man's white-looking hands were staggeringly strong, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake them in the slightest.
Shen Niannian struggled comically for a long time, and finally deflated.
"Mr. Qi, you won't really take a fancy to me, will you?"
She deliberately provoked, but she didn't expect the man to nod very seriously.
He pulled a book out of a drawer and threw it in front of her.
"From today onwards, you are mine. β
"Today's task is to tell a story by looking at pictures. β
Shen Niannian flipped through the thin booklet, with a black question mark on his face.
What are these things? Comic strips, villain books?
She began to wonder if his IQ was normal.
"That, Mr. Qi, I'm ......"
As soon as Shen Niannian wanted to refuse, she saw the man staring at her with beautiful eyes, and that gaze was clearly a warning.
It seems that if she doesn't agree, she will immediately ask her to return the five million.
Shen Niannian thought about the psychology of small citizens, and the enemy has always been strong and I am weak, so he shrunk his neck and stopped talking.
Well, comfort yourself that he still has a teenager living in his heart.
All day, except for dinner, she spent the whole day flipping through the villain book in his office.
Those brushstrokes gradually flew in front of his eyes, flying faster and faster, and Shen Niannian didn't know when he fell asleep.
When she awoke, it was dark in front of her eyes, and the sound of childish laughter was heard in her ears.
"Daddy, I got a little red flower today!"
The very soft and lovely voice made her happy to hear it.
Then there was Qi Yue, who walked towards this side with the sound of his leather shoes.
"Aron has been doing really well lately. Come, Daddy has a gift for you today. β
Before Shen Niannian could react, the sheet covering his body was lifted-
The sudden light stung her eyes.
When she got used to it, a small milk bag appeared in front of her.
The big eyes of the water and the spirit occupy almost the entire face, the eyelashes are excessively long, and the small nose and mouth are so tender that they can pinch out the water.
But right now, the little milk bag seemed to be frightened, hiding behind the man, and couldn't help but poke her head out curiously.
"Daddy, who is this beautiful sister?"
Tsk, even this little mouth is as if it is coated with honey, and the milky question satisfies her.
Qi Yue glanced at her.
"Didn't Aron always tell Daddy that other kids have mommy to the parent-teacher conference, but you don't?"
In front of the child, he seemed to have a rare good temper, and he was kind and seductive, "Oh, today Dad bought you a mommy." She is smart and can tell stories, sing songs, and cook. β
Shen Niannian and Xiao Niangbao's eyes widened in surprise at the same time.
AlsoγCan you be so rough?!
However, someone turned a blind eye to this big and small surprise, picked up the book on the sofa, and threw it in Shen Niannian's face.
His tone was noble and delicate, like a nobleman who came out of a medieval castle, unquestionable.
"Come here, tell Aron a story. β