The little wife of the demon president

Chapter 818 He wants to divest
He is too irrational, no matter what, it hurts to say these words.

I kicked his little foot, and slammed the panda's head on him: "Yes, so what?"

"Master can satisfy you too."

"I don't want you. My purpose is to marry into a wealthy family, not to be your mistress or your lover. My purpose has been achieved. I don't need you anymore. Don't make fun of yourself. I don't pretend to be Nobleness or something, the beginning with you was not a pure relationship."

Hurt me, Ji Xiaobei, will you be happier this way?

"Xiaobei." His Yinghua girlfriend came and called softly.

Seeing him, he glanced at me and ran in: "Xiao Bei, so you are here, I have been looking for you for a long time."

"Xiao Bei, uh."

Out of the corner of his eye, he hugged the girl and kissed her deeply.

My tears almost overflowed.

Opening his eyelids and smiling, Chen Jingjing came over and took my clothes away: "I'll hand it in, Qianxun, you wait here for a while, and go have a meal together."

I said: "OK."

I still have to live and study normally, and nothing has changed. I can do it, and Mo Qianxun can do it.Looking at the wall, a pair of tired and empty eyes were displayed on the slippery marble.

Chen Jingjing came out with a backpack on his shoulders: "Let's go, let's go to eat, I invite everyone to have a meal together."

After eating in the small restaurant, they went home, sat on the subway until the end, and then turned back and took the subway before returning to the place where they lived.

Lying on the bed, the picture of him kissing the girl was still in his mind.

I don't want to be alone, but I dare not call anyone to accompany me. I can't pay anything in return.

Get up, copy the words carefully, Ji Xiaobei once gave me, but he will not teach me anymore, I recorded all the pronunciation he taught me, and I went to QQ in the middle of the night, the gloomy One day, I found Ji Xiaobei, and after a while, he disappeared from my list.

That is to delete the contact, and also delete one's own name from the other party's friends.

I watched them disappear, and my heart ached and my heart ached.

You are really going to give up on me, I know.

The hottest thing in Beijing today popped up in the news, and there was a thing about Jinxia Shopping Mall.

I clicked on it to watch, it was a video, very clear and fair, as expected of a photographer invited from a foreign country, Ji Xiaobei’s eldest sister sat there very low-key, but anyone could see it, and many people complimented her she.

Sitting in a remote place was Ji Xiaobei, holding his little girlfriend in his arms, stroking that long black hair with his hands, the same way he once pulled out my long hair and let me smooth it.

His fingertips carried his temperature, flowing through my hair.

Xiaobei, we really have come to the end.

You deleted me, I don't have you here anymore.

Keep your phone number, just look at it, maybe in your phone, there will no longer be the three words Mo Qianxun.

Turn off the computer, sit quietly, and watch the morning light turn the darkness into white little by little, and there are still fluff in the cold air. This kind of weather always easily induces my bronchitis and cold, so I put on a mask and walk down. On the other side of the Jinxia shopping mall, the phone vibrated at nine o'clock, and I saw that it was actually Cen Fei calling.

Hurry to a remote and quiet place to pick him up: "Manager Cen."

"Miss Mo, early this morning, the Angel Hotel received a bill, which was sent by Mr. Ji. He wants to withdraw the capital, decorate the hotel and purchase everything, and ask for repayment within this week. And the lawyer wrote it very clearly, It’s not good for Angel Hotel, I’ve researched it, I’ll send a copy to your phone later, you can take a look first.”

"Okay, I'll take a look first and call you later."

He hung up the phone, and he sent it after a while.

It was written in the way of a lawyer. When he was representing me in the lawsuit, I read the documents in the same way, and it is still the same now.

He said that he had invested for more than half a year but had not received any money, and that the Angel Hotel has not made any profit so far. As an investor, he has the right to withdraw the capital and ask me to pay interest.

The total is 2000 million, which is a huge sum.

I definitely can't afford so much now, even if I sell my mother's house, I can't afford it.

He said that if the account is not received this week, he will sell the Angel Hotel, he has the right, he has a very professional lawyer to do it for him, and I will only be beaten.

In the past, I relied on him for everything, and I didn't understand any documents. It was all done by him. Now I can only do what he says.

Is it wrong to depend on one person?I think I'm confused, I don't understand.

Now Dongzi and the others are all out to play, again and again, do you want them to help me?
No one understands the meaning of Angel Hotel's existence better than Ji Xiaobei.

What I am guarding, I do not quite understand.

That was just an idea, if he kept it, what would Ji Xiaobei think?Lin Xia persuaded me to sell it, taking advantage of the fact that it can still be sold for a good price.

Lin Duan is still in Beijing, but he is also struggling. As for Qiao Dongcheng, I didn't give him that piece of land. Aunt Qiao has a lot of problems with me. Can I borrow money from him?
It's a bit of a headache, go for a loan, it's always possible, I still have a few houses in Beijing that can be used as mortgages.

This is my last step, if these can get through the sadness of the Angel Hotel, then continue, if not, I can only give up.

Cen Fei called again: "Miss Mo."

"Manager Cen, you don't have to worry about the money. I still have a few houses in Beijing. I think I can find out later that I can probably get some money by mortgaging the house."

He sighed softly: "Okay."

"If I get the loan, I'll call you right away."

"Actually, Ms. Mo, do you plan to sell this hotel? Some of my friends also run this business. I will definitely negotiate a good price for Ms. Mo. It is very hard for you as a girl to support these."

I smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter. I always want to be busy with some things. It's my own business. I haven't reached the point of selling hotels yet. I want to do something independently. If the hotel is ready, maybe I don’t have the ability, but I will always try.” He said: “I understand what Miss Mo means, so don’t worry too much about Miss Mo, I’ll look here, after all, our hotel It was a pity that it was so successful and sold during the Chinese New Year.”

"Then trouble you."

"you are welcome."

I hung up the phone and continued to work. It is May [-]nd, and no one is working in the bank or in many places.

(End of this chapter)