The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

Especially, thinking of Qu Cunzi's hateful entanglement and ambiguity, I couldn't help but my heart beat faster.

What's the matter?

Why does it feel like being raped?

so horrible.

However, it happened that Qiao Zhi's name was dancing on it, and it kept ringing.After a long time, the phone call finally stopped.She breathed a sigh of relief, but soon, it rang again for the second time.

She made up her mind: "Joe Zhi..."

"Likun, you finally answered the phone. I'm so worried about you. How's Mr. Qu's operation going?"

"Success."

"really?"

"Really, a complete success."

"My God! It's amazing. Likun, you're really amazing. I'm proud of you. Haha, Likun, wait for me, I'll come back to visit Mr. Qu..."

"You've only been back soon, can you get away?"

"Mr. Qu is sick, I have to come back to visit if I can't leave."

This is true.

Qu Lao is not an ordinary person to Qiao Zhi.For many years, he has been one of Qu Lao's most appreciated talents.

"Likun, are you okay? Don't get tired."

She laughed, her voice was gentle but uncomfortable: "You should also take care of yourself."

"Likun, I miss you very much!"

She was startled, but dared not answer.She didn't dare to say a word, as if if she opened her mouth, she would reveal her secrets... For so many years, she had never been so embarrassed in front of Qiao, like a person whose privacy had been broken.

Although Mr. Qu's news about the distribution of huge wealth did not go to the media, it quickly spread among the upper wealth circles.

Overnight, Fang Likun's name resounded in the rich circle.

Vibration in the circle.

The one who shocked me the most was Jiang Yueming.

That day, Zheng Xiaopei arranged a game for her based on her old love, and invited a few rich men to play mahjong, drink tea, and have fun. Everyone knows that the goddess is in trouble, but her beauty is still there. There will always be some benefits.

There was a rich man surnamed Zhang who gave Jiang Yueming a little wind. She bought a whole three-unit storey on the first floor, and made almost 2000 million yuan when she changed hands.

Jiang Yueming has reaped a lot, and according to the rules, there must be something in return.

That night, in the golden house of the mansion, Fuhao Zhang had a good time, and Jiang Yueming also showed his housekeeping skills.

That's how women are. They really let go of their bodies and don't feel hard doing anything.

Only got home the next morning.It was evening when she woke up, she washed and dressed, and took stock of her harvest, and she finally felt better.In this circle of love, it is slowly opening up, at least it will not be so hard on wealth.At the very least, advertisers dare not bully and claim compensation step by step.

The doorbell rang, she went to open the door, and Xiao Guo came in.

She was already very familiar with Xiao Guo, and she didn't avoid him, sitting on the dressing table and painting lipstick.

Xiao Guo stared at her—he was different from other men, his eyes were never filled with the pure and rude mentality of taking advantage of her, but also full of friendship.

However, she doesn't care.

Compared with countless wealthy people, she always felt that Xiao Guo lacked a layer of courage.

She winked like silk: "Xiao Guo, is there any news recently?"

"There is no new news, but there is a major rumor in the circle."

"What rumor?"

"It is said that Mr. Qu's will was announced after the operation."

She snorted, what kind of will is this?Wouldn't that dead old man announce his will sooner or later?It's not that cheap Qu Cunzi.