Doting marriage and seductive: Husband, give me a hug

Chapter 14

There was a special person responsible for the luggage, and several people followed Luo Shengchen to the entertainment club under his name.

Luo Shengchen was driving, and Ye Xixi, the fashionable beauty with a completely different style of painting from the others, was sitting in the passenger seat, and the other three big men were crowded in the back row. Squeeze the meat.

The parrot man dressed as a murderer is like a countryman who has never seen the world, chattering and teasing: "Oh, you did well after returning to China!"

"The old man is dead, and I took advantage of it." Luo Shengchen, who was driving, replied indifferently.

The parrot man looked at Luo Chengchen with disgust: "Tsk tsk, look at you cold-blooded."

"If I didn't die so suddenly that I didn't have time to make a will, I wouldn't have any share in the things under his name." Luo Shengchen briefly explained, expressing that he is cold-blooded in sorting out objects, and he can't warm up when others treat him coldly.

Luo Shengchen was hanging out with this group of people abroad, but a domestic lawyer suddenly came to him and said that all the old man's things belonged to him, so he returned to the country.

The parrot man gossips: "How is his little wife?"

"Get out, what else can I do?" Luo Shengchen shrugged his shoulders, anyway, it has nothing to do with him that the woman died outside.

"Tsk tsk."

The parrot man wanted to say something, but was stopped by the man with glasses.

"Cough!" Stupid Xiong changed the subject, "Nangong just said that you said on the phone that you were married, is it true?"

"Of course it's true." The corners of Luo Chengchen's mouth rose slightly, and there was a hint of pride in his smile.

Back then, everyone said that he was doomed to be alone all his life. Now that this group of people is still single, he is the only one who got married, which is indeed something to be proud of.

"Tch, who knows if you're talking nonsense? How can anyone be willing to marry you with your stinky face that others owe you a hundred million at any time?" The parrot man looked at Luo Shengchen with disbelief.

Being used to the parrot man always singing the opposite tune, Luo Shengchen didn't explain much: "She's been waiting, and when you meet the real person, you'll know if it's true or not."

To prevent Bai Shengxia from being too tired from running back and forth, Luo Shengchen sent someone to send Bai Shengxia there first.

"Why did you get married so suddenly?" Ye Xixi, who had been quietly listening to the greetings of the few people, interjected.

"It feels right, and with the age, marriage will come naturally."

Ye Xixi frowned: "Feeling? Shengchen, you're just kidding!"

Marriage is such a serious matter, and it is decided based on a feeling?

Luo Shengchen's face was indifferent: "I believe in feelings. I'm friends with you because I feel right, and I just want to find a wife because I feel right."

Although he was meticulous in his work, in terms of private life, Luo Shengchen was more casual than a young man who was not deeply involved in the world.As long as his eyes are right, beggars can be friends, otherwise he would not come to pick up these monster-like people himself.

"Back then you said that you didn't get together with Zhenqing because you didn't feel right. What was that feeling like? Is it so amazing?" The muscular man was curious, he thought it was enough for a woman to look good.

What is the feeling?Can I eat it?

The man with glasses touched the frame of the glasses with his middle finger, and the lenses reflected a gleam of light: "Since I met Sheng Chen, his favorite type has not changed. I guess his wife should be the ultimate perfect version of the pure little beauty."

"It's really the same as what the glasses said? Little sister's money?" The parrot man was very itchy. He was extremely curious about what Luo Chengchen, the iceberg's wife, looked like.

"You'll know when you see it." Luo Chengchen was too lazy to satisfy the parrot man's desire to gossip, and changed the subject, "Why are you willing to go back to China?"

"It's not the pillow..."

(End of this chapter)