Twenty-seven-year-old Luo Qingqiao has long ceased to crave love.

But in the face of the blind date arranged by the family, I still feel intimidated.

When the thirty-five-year-old, middle-aged balding gentleman opposite talked about giving him three children after marriage, she couldn't help but interrupt: "Sir, you haven't listened to my thoughts yet. ”

Even though her anger was almost full, she spoke softly.

This is probably the reason why she is often treated as a soft persimmon in her life.

"You women, you just think too much, don't worry, I have money." He tossed the car keys, "BMW X Series." ”

He approached Luo Qingqiao and pulled the gold chain around his neck: "How much is a catty." ”

Luo Qingqiao had an embarrassed but polite smile on her face: "But ......"

"If you have money, you can let this lady give me three children? And such good things. ”

A flirtatious voice interjected into their conversation and threw his car keys over: "Ferrari's latest, give me a chance to cut in line?" ”

The slender fingers buckle to the table, the diamond-filled Rolex and sapphire cufflinks are showing their luxury, and looking up along the arm, it is a merry face that will not be inferior on the screen.

Men are naturally thinner than others with lips that smile, as they have done countless times, contemptuously and indifferently.

It seems that when the sky falls, he has to sing and dance beside him, singing and singing.

But Luo Qingqiao saw a little disdain on his face.

Contempt for her.

She was caught off guard and softly called his name: "Zhou Fan." ”

"Hey." He smiled and put his arm around her shoulder, in a particularly affectionate gesture, "Why did the baby run out and tease the stupid pig?" ”

"Is it fun? Take me with you next time. ”

Mr. Bald picked up his car keys in a rage as he picked up his car keys from their conversation, "You two teamed up to trick me, right?!" ”

He was furious, and the flesh on his chest rose and fell: "It was your family who begged to go on a blind date with me, so I squeezed out time to talk to you in my busy schedule." ”

"Luo Qingqiao! What do you think you're a hot commodity? For a woman like you, I'm too old to be my wife. ”

In a roar, he snapped his fingers and called to the waiter: "Have a Romanee-Conti." ”

When the drink arrived, he slammed it upside down on the head of the noisy balding gentleman.

Signing a check casually and smashing it over, he said casually: "Cleaning fee and pay bill, thank you for letting me watch a good show." ”

Then, Luo Qingqiao was pulled up by him and walked out of here with half a hug and half a hug.

The girl next to her unplugged her headphones in surprise and looked blankly in the direction they had left.

The voice in the mobile phone was played, and on the screen was the same face as Zhou Fan.

"The new little flower Zhao Yan was finally won by Zhou Shao after two months of reserve, according to incomplete statistics, this is Zhou Shao's 32nd girlfriend in the entertainment industry, I don't know if she can realize her dream of a wealthy family, and how many resources can be squeezed from Zhou Shao......"

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After Zhou Fan appeared, everything today seemed to have fallen to the other extreme for Luo Qingqiao.

She seemed to be stepping on a cloud, not knowing where to go next, for fear that she would step on the wrong step and fall into the abyss.

As soon as he left the restaurant, Zhou Fan let go of his hand.

She had already put all her weight on him, and she was caught off guard and fell directly to the ground.

My ass hurts.

Her expression was distorted for a moment, and she wanted to reach out and rub her buttocks, but she felt that it was not very sightly, and forcibly endured it.

Zhou Fan no longer cared for him before, and sneered: "You can't kneel, no one has taught you for so many years?" ”