Gao Leng Husband Hurry Up and Like

Chapter 197 Using My Husband’s Money to Kill This Little Bitch 1
It was a very nice day, and Rong Xiang thought at the time, go out for a picnic with Shen Qingrui, and let the kitchen prepare the food, and if he doesn't want to bring other people, he just wants to go with Shen Qingrui.

She knew that he didn't know the way, so she thought, let's use a navigation, who knows...

It's completely cheating!

In Rong Xiang's eyes, Shen Qingrui's IQ is very high, and the media also gave a specific number of his IQ, more than one hundred.Rong Xiang just thought that a man with a high IQ who can make money must be very sensitive to data.

Even if he doesn't know the way and has never been exposed to navigation before, he should understand it after a few glances.

But how could Rong Xiang think that it is really impossible for people in this world to be perfect!
If a person is particularly good at one thing, there must be a deep flaw in him.

For example, Shen Qingrui can make money especially, but "road" is definitely his Achilles' heel!

Even if the navigation is in hand, it can completely make people lose their way around.

What made Rong Xiang most angry was that she clearly reminded him at that time, but instead of listening, he stared at her, stared at her, stared at her, stared at her hard!

Rong Xiang pursed his lips, and hid in a small corner alone, all kinds of dissatisfaction, "I don't know the way, but I don't want to listen to it, and I'm so fierce, and..."

"Crayfish, what are you muttering about?" Shen Qingrui turned his head, a cold gaze swept over, Rong Xiang immediately closed his mouth, and completely curled himself into a little crayfish.

And the final result of that day was that Luo Fan personally brought someone to pick him up.

Thinking about the horrible experience, Rong Xiang couldn't accept it even more, and asked Shen Qingrui to send her off.

"Rong Xiang, come down!" Shen Qingrui ordered with a cold face.

Rong Xiang shook his head resolutely, using both hands and feet, he kept climbing up the tree.

"Come down!" Shen Qingrui yelled again patiently, his face was already very ugly, and he swore that his patience was almost exhausted.

But Rong Xiang just didn't come down, and kept climbing up.

"Unless you let Luo Fan send me off, I won't come down even if you kill me." Rong Xiang shouted, setting out his own conditions.

Shen Qingrui: "..."

He worked hard all night, and in the end he got her words?

Really... I want to pull this crayfish off its shell, and fry it vigorously in the oil pan!
Shen Qingrui gritted his teeth with hatred, and thought of thousands of ways to deal with Rong Xiang in his heart, but there was no expression on his face.

Generally, cool men are more rational, and Shen Qingrui is the most among them.

He just glanced lightly at Luo Fan next to him, "Send your wife to school."

That look was neither light nor heavy, neither deep nor shallow, but it made Luo Fan tremble for a while, the cold sweat ran down his back, he nodded hastily, "Yes."

Glancing at Rong Xiang for the last time, he turned and left.However, he had just walked a few steps when Rong Xiang, who was on the tree, suddenly yelled his name, "Uncle Qi! Shen Qingrui! Wait a minute, don't go!"

The latter stopped in his tracks. Although he didn't turn his head, the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up.

"Uncle Seven..." Rong Xiang called him, with grievance already in his voice.

Recently, she has become more and more fond of calling her "Uncle Seven".

According to Rong Xiang's words, "Seven" is a close homonym of "Qing". Uncle Seven, it's more refreshing, refreshing...

Shen Qingrui restrained the curvature of the corners of her lips, turned her head, looked at Rong Xiang calmly, and waited for her next words.

Master Shen, who has always been rational and calm, suddenly had a look of expectation in his heart at this moment.

He looked forward to what Rong Xiang would say next, and would say, "Uncle Qi, why don't you accompany me?"

"Uncle Seven, I want you to accompany me on such an important day..."

……

There are many, many things, but Shen Qingrui can't figure it out. What can't be counted is that Rong Xiang's next sentence is...

(End of this chapter)