Stunning beauty forced to marry a stupid husband: black-bellied prince please accept

"but..."

Seeing that the pink figure was about to walk away, Dongfang Wuye took a step forward and said before leaving, "You misunderstood, she and I are not husband and wife."

"what?"

The boss had a look of astonishment on his face, he was not a husband and wife, and he was not a husband and wife just now. . .

But, since this is the case, why doesn't this generous son make a sound. [

Judging from his experience of living over 60 years old, I'm afraid. . .This young man has already fallen in love with the girl.

Apart from being good-looking, that girl has a really bad temper. . .

Well, if they can really be together in the future, I'm afraid. . .That handsome and handsome son will become a strict wife.

but. . .What does this have to do with his old man, he should sell his Yangchun noodles well.

The ingot of silver ingots he got today is enough for him to use for several months, why not close the door early today, the old woman at home has not worn new clothes for a long time, he will go to the cloth shop to cut a piece for her in a while pieces.

After Dongfang Wuye walked out of the noodle shop, Mu Lingyue had already mixed into the crowd.

The petite figure was quickly overwhelmed by the sea of ​​people.

He hooked his lips and smiled, the little girl really has a big temper, she is submissive and tender, he has seen many women, on the contrary, he thinks that she has such a temper that makes her look more cute and interesting.

"Miss Lingyue..."

Mu Lingyue left in a huff, she didn't walk fast, but she didn't see Dongfang Wuye catching up, and she was furious in her heart.

If he has the ability, he will stop looking for him, and they will go their own way.

Big deal. . .The big deal is that she won't detoxify.

snort. . .Even his beloved Ziyan couldn't detoxify.

At the beginning, she walked slowly, but she didn't see Dongfang Wuye chasing after her. When she was angry, she quickened her pace, and her stomach growled. There were restaurants and restaurants on both sides of the street, and the smell of food wafted into her nose from time to time. She was getting more and more hungry.

But she didn't have any money on her. . .

Not even money to eat a bowl of noodles. . .

Mu Lingyue stretched out her hand to touch her stomach, feeling a little annoyed in her heart. If she had known, even if she wanted to leave, she would have finished eating that bowl of Yangchun noodles before leaving.

Why. . .To save that money for Dongfang Wuye.

Dongfang Wuye, who is extremely stingy, is still the national teacher of this month country. It seems that the people of this month country are well dressed, and the streets are also very bustling. It doesn't look like a poor country. The monthly salary must be quite a lot. . . [

It is said that the richer people get more deductions, it is really true.

The location facing the window on the second floor of Hongxing Restaurant ---

A man in white clothes is sitting by the window, the warm sun shines on his face, his white jade-like skin reveals a trace of lustrous light, and his black hair that hangs to the ground is flowing and soft like a flowing cloud. Bright, like a brocade woven by a weaver girl, the white robe was dotted with red plums, and the gorgeous red against the pure white gave him a luxurious aura.

The silver mask covering half of his face added a bit of mystery and charm to him.

With slender and graceful fingers, he was holding a cup of tea that was emitting white smoke, but his eyes fell on a certain place downstairs, and he frowned slightly, "Hong'er, come over and see if the person below is her."

Standing behind him was a pretty woman in a red dress. The woman couldn't understand what he said for a while, she blinked, and asked in puzzlement, "She...Which her?"