Mianmian nodded happily.

Fu Qinghan walked out of the banquet hall with Mianmian, took a few steps, and suddenly glanced back at Mrs. Jiang, "The old lady is celebrating her birthday today, and she has specially prepared a thin gift for you, and I hope to accept it with a smile." ”

The assistant brought a beautifully packaged gift box.

The old lady opened the gift box and almost fainted!

There is a bell in the gift box, a bell!

Send the bell......

Finale!

There was an eerie silence in the ballroom.

Smacking her lips.

Mr. Fu is too ruthless, right?

Mianmian sat in the back seat of the Maybach with Fu Qinghan, the man looked straight ahead, and his voice was still careless and cold, "I just now, how is it?" ”

This is the first time he has supported someone.

Good upbringing made him know that he should not give a bell to the old lady, but when he thought that this old lady was the murderer who forced Mianmian's mother to death, and even the law could not punish her, he couldn't help but feel angry.

Smiling.

She gently hugged the man's arm, and leaned her little head on his shoulder with admiration, "Mr. Fu just ...... It's kind of cool! ”

The glutinous tone is a little flattering and coquettish.

The corners of Fu Qinghan's mouth quickly pulled upward, and he quietly withdrew his hand, "Girls' families, you can't just hug men." ”

Mian Mian smiled coquettishly.

She took out her phone from her bag and clicked on WeChat.

She had to tell Xue Xiaozhao and Elder that she and Mr. Fu had reconciled.

As soon as she clicked in, a gaze inadvertently fell on her screen.

But in an instant, the gaze became cold.

Mianmian subconsciously looked at Mr. Fu staring at her screen.

She looked back and found that her chat interface only contained "Three Fairies Descending to Earth" and "Big Pig's Trotters".

And the avatar of "Big Pig's Trotters" is obviously Mr. Fu's account......

The girl covered the screen with a weak heart.

The atmosphere inside the car fell into an eerie atmosphere.

Mianmian's desire to survive is particularly strong, and he changed his name by dividing it by two, and held it in front of him diligently, "Mr. Fu, look at you, I'll change your name!" ”

Fu Qinghan glanced at it.

His new memo name is, "My husband is the God of Wealth."

Without waiting for him to have a seizure, Mianmian Zhenzhen said, "Xue Xiaozhao said, 'husband' is now a lingua franca, and anyone who looks good can be called husband!" Those star-chasing fans on the Internet all call their idols 'husbands'! Mr. Fu is my idol! ”

Fu Qinghan: ......

She made so much sense that he was powerless to refute it.

Messages came from his phone.

He clicked on, and Song Jingchen was frantically patting his ass:

[Ahhh Super cool no! 】

[Man, you look really handsome when you support your beloved woman! ] 】

[I'm going to be bent by Brother Fu! 】

【……】

Fu Qinghan raised his eyebrows, and suddenly wanted to know what Song Jingchen's note was for him.

He remained silent: [What is your chat background picture used for?] 】

Song Jingchen took a screenshot of the chat picture upside down.

Fu Qinghan's fingertips clicked on the name of the note, "sullen narcissism and abuse of subordinate workaholics".

He sneered, circled the name of the note silently, and sent it back to Song Jingchen.

Song Jingchen's desire to survive was much more than Mianmian's, and he sent a new screenshot in the next second, and the remark name was changed to "The Evil and Crazy Domineering President of the King's Landing".

Fu Qinghan in the company's large group @ secretary: [Deduct Song Jingchen's year-end bonus]

Ignoring Song Jingchen's crying father and mother in the group, he turned off his mobile phone coldly.

Mianmian and he returned to the country, and it didn't take long for Jiang Cheng to personally send her luggage and sheep over.

Mianmian was too lazy to see her father, so she sat in the bedroom and enjoyed the seafood porridge cooked by Zhang's mother.

It's salty......

She stuck out her little tongue and stirred the porridge bowl in confusion.

At dinner, Mianmian found that the food was so light.

She and Fu Qinghan glanced at each other and looked at the kitchen together.

She ran out of the kitchen, cautiously poked half of her head in, and saw Mama Zhang sitting by the cupboard, holding a rose in her hand, looking up sadly at the sky at a forty-five degree angle.

"He loves me...... He doesn't love me...... He loves me ......"

She kept tearing off the rose petals.

"He doesn't love me......"

Mama Zhang ripped off the last petal and looked down at the bare bud in disbelief.

She hid her face and cried bitterly, like a lovelorn little girl.

Mianmian noticed that there were still several romance novels on the cabinet, such as "The Domineering President Forced Love", "The One Hundred and One Styles That Stir a Man's Heart", "The Story I Have to Tell with the Boss" and so on.

Mama Zhang is getting older, and she still looks at the domineering president!

Mianmian couldn't help but blush.

Fu Qinghan appeared behind Mianmian and said lightly: "The food at home has been unable to swallow for the past two days. Jiang Mianmian, think of a way to improve the relationship between Zhang's mother and Uncle Ying. ”

Mianmian honorably accepted the order.

She ordered two concert tickets on the official website, and bought a men's suit and a well-cut cheongsam.

She gave the suit and a ticket to Uncle Ying, and smiled, "Uncle Ying, Mother Zhang asked me to give you this gift." Be sure to show up at 7 o'clock tonight! ”

Uncle Ying was moved, "Is it really Lili who asked you to send it?" ”

"Of course, Mama Zhang actually likes you very much!"

Uncle Ying was excited, and couldn't help but say: "Miss Mianmian, I can't hide it, when you ran away from home during the rainstorm that day, it wasn't me who carried you back, but the young master personally carried you back, and the young master actually valued you very much." ”

Mianmian was stunned.

It turned out that it was Mr. Fu who brought her back......

She was ecstatic, and hurriedly went to see Zhang's mother with a gift and said the same thing to her.

Zhang's mother covered her red face, "Ouch, Lao Zhang is really, what kind of romance do you play when you are old...... Ouch, where do I put my old face......"

"Mom Zhang, try if the cheongsam fits." Mianmian picked up the cheongsam, "If it doesn't fit, you can change it." ”

Zhang's mother tried on the cheongsam and walked to the mirror shyly, "How is it?" ”

"It's so beautiful!" Mianmian pulled her hair up for her, "This is more temperamental!" ”

The girl is very pleasing, Zhang's mother likes her, she took her hand and stuffed Xiaoyanshu into her arms, "This is Zhang's mother's treasure, Miss keep it well, it will be useful sometimes!" ”

Mianmian returned to the bedroom with a stack of romance novels, and lay on the bed to look at it when she had nothing to do.

I was fascinated by the sight......

She rolled on the bed with the novel in her hand, and screamed with a red face:

"Ahhh Night! One hundred million! Woman, do you know you're playing with fire?! If you can't save her, all of you will bury her! ”

Fu Qinghan happened to come out of the study and heard the little girl's bedroom crying wolf howling from a distance.

He walked over, the bedroom door was hidden, and the girl sat on the bed with an unkempt face and a red face, one hand held into a microphone, as if she was a drama spirit, full of righteous indignation, "I tell you, even if you get my body, you can't get my heart!" ”

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Jiang Drama Essence Mianmian: I love the domineering president!