Wang Xiao is very cold to people, and she has no friends since she was a child, let alone a boyfriend, because the people who approach her are all trying to rob her of her family property.

And no matter what, a person's feelings can't be controlled, Wang Xiao fell in love with a man, and the other party's family was poor, but he was also a scholar, hard-working, and his business acumen was also good.

He carefully planned, if he left immediately, he finally got Wang Xiao's heart, and then used the original owner to enter the upper class, used Wang Xiao, connections and investment, quickly started a company, and finally walked on the peak of life.

However, at this time, Wang Xiao found out that the other party actually had a gentle and considerate girlfriend, and the two really loved each other, and she was just a springboard and stepping stone for the other party to reach the pinnacle of life.

In the end, Wang Xiao vomited blood deeply because of emotional injury, and died of depression. And when she died, the man didn't come to see her, and the only one who appeared by her bedside crying was a man who scolded her fiercely.

"Idiot woman, what's so good about such a scumbag, for him to toss himself into this, are all the men in the world dead? If you turn your head and take a good look at me, you can see that I have been watching your back all the time! You don't even know me, though. At that time, she suddenly realized that there was still such a person in the world who liked her.

The corners of Qiao Mai's mouth twitched.

"I'm mad at myself for a scumbag, I'm really drunk."

Therefore, it is even more true that seemingly ruthless people are emotional.

The original owner herself is a paranoid woman and strong man, and she is used like this, so she is naturally angry and can't afford to get sick, and the original owner's wish is not to be a springboard for others. The original owner is worthy of being a domineering president, and he doesn't bother to take revenge, if the other party doesn't have her, she is naturally nothing, and she doesn't need to waste her mind for a person who is nothing.

And the biggest wish of the original owner is to repay the man's affection, meet all the requirements of the other party, and ensure the happiness of the other party in his life.

As long as the other party is happy for the rest of their lives, right?

……

Early the next morning, following the original owner's habits, Qiao Mai woke up very early.

Silently lifting the quilt, Qiao Mai got up and walked to the wardrobe, opened the wardrobe, looked at the shirts and suits in the cabinet, and touched her chin.

Paralysis, where is this woman, it is simply a fighter among women.

However, she can't change her dress now, and the original owner doesn't like to wear that kind of clothes himself.

She will not change the heroine's personality and dress, otherwise she will not frighten others, the other party is a public figure, and the image of a domineering president.

It's hard to wear the president once, and you have to experience the feeling of being the boss.

Quickly putting on her clothes, Qiao Mai looked at the short-haired woman in the mirror, about twenty-five or sixteen years old. She was fair-skinned and tall, and because her family was of mixed race, she was about the same height as the average man in the East. A height of more than one meter and seventy.

She smiled in the mirror, and the woman in the mirror looked at her with deep eyes and a cold contour of her face. When he hooked his mouth, he felt that it was Wang Zhi's contempt.

Well, Qiao Mai confirmed the fact that the original owner was not only a domineering president, but also a domineering president with facial paralysis.

"It's a good figure, and it has abs." Qiao Maimu touched himself with a face, and he was very satisfied.

The original owner was a taekwondo master, raised his hand and looked at his arm, looking at himself in the mirror.

I can't help but sigh.

"Perfect...... It's just that the breasts are a little smaller. Qiao Mai touched his A chest and couldn't help coughing.

Today's Jomai is the same as usual, with a white shirt, short hair, slacks, and leather shoes.

Her home is in the Bingxin community in the center of the city, sitting in a large villa facing south from the north.

Of course, she has more names in such houses, and even she herself is afraid that she can't remember how much.