Chapter 411: The President's White Moonlight 11
Sheng Jiaoyang glanced at it a few times, smiled and threw the phone aside again.
This time, she played with Zhuang Meiling's mother and daughter.
Sheng Jiaoyang yawned, hugged the quilt, spun around and fell asleep again.
At this point, in another room.
Wei Chuyin looked at the red-eyed, sat on the bed, and cried bitterly.
"Woo woo, Mom, look what they all say about me."
"The good reputation that I have accumulated with great difficulty is gone."
Wei Chuyin felt extremely aggrieved.
"You're really, how could you have thought of such a stupid idea?"
Zhuang Meiling shook her head helplessly, reached out and tapped her forehead.
Sheng Jiaoyang is a notoriously delicate person, no matter how good the thing is, if it is stained with a little stain, she will not look at it.
How could she wear those glued shoes.
"I-woo-woo-"
It was hard to buy a thousand dollars, and even if Wei Chuyin regretted it now, she could only hold her knees and cry bitterly.
"Don't cry, I'll find a way to punish that idiot for you."
Zhuang Meiling saw her daughter crying all the time, and suddenly felt distressed.
She reached out and rubbed her hair.
"Mom, you must kill her viciously."
Wei Chuyin's eyes were red, looking at Chu Chu pitifully, but in her eyes, there was the worst light.
"Hmm."
Zhuang Meiling smiled lowly, took Wei Chuyin into her arms, and gently patted her back.
On the same day, when Sheng Jiaoyang woke up, he was shouted by Sheng Zekai and went into the study.
"Bright Sun, look at this bag, do you like it?"
Sheng Zekai put a black bag in front of her.
Sheng Jiaoyang took a look, very good, it is AWL's latest platinum bag.
This one package will cost more than 800,000 yuan.
Of course, there are only ten of these bags in the world, and money can't buy them.
"Old-fashioned, I don't like it."
Sheng Jiaoyang just glanced at it, and then shifted his gaze in disgust.
"Such an ugly bag, suitable for the royal sister-in-law in the kitchen."
"Then give it to sister-in-law Wang."
Sheng Zekai put down the bag and threw it on the carpet.
"Look at this, princess tears, do you like it or not?"
Sheng Zekai didn't know where he touched a delicate brocade box, opened it gently, and what appeared in his eyes was ...... A dazzling diamond necklace.
The thin chain, the pendant underneath is a teardrop-shaped diamond.
Under the light of the study room, it shines brightly, and it looks like a tearful transparent flicker.
This is what he got last time he spent 100 million yuan.
Sheng Jiaoyang glanced at it, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Yan, but when I think of it, the story of this necklace.
The princess was not able to marry her beloved, and finally cried herself alive into a drop of diamond.
Forehead......
It's a story that's both brain-dead and gloomy.
"Don't, bad luck."
Sheng Jiaoyang waved his hand, still refusing to ask for it.
Sheng Zekai was helpless for a while, put the box away, and took out a doll from the side.
"Well, I remember you used to like it."
Sheng Zekai had a hint of hope in his eyes.
Who knows, Sheng Jiaoyang just glanced at it and shook his head.
"I'm not a kid, I don't like it."
Still endlessly refused.
"Dad, what the hell have you done to me?"
Sheng Jiaoyang asked out loud.
Today, he is like a robot cat, constantly taking out things, inexplicably.
"Uh-hahaha. Actually, there is nothing. ”
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