Zhuang Ye kidnapped his wife Mi Ai

Chapter 31 Poor people are not worthy of love (1 more)
Three days later, when he was about to get off work, Guo Xiaoman received a call from a stranger who called her Miss Ji's family and wanted to talk to her.

Holding the phone, Guo Xiaoman pursed his lips, and his eyes sank.

It seems that the eldest lady of Ji's family is not a fuel-efficient lamp. In addition to Zhang Bilan who was on guard against her at the banquet that day, this eldest lady was also terrified.

Walking out of the office building, the door of a black car on the side of the road was pushed open, and a man in a black suit came down and walked directly in front of Guo Xiaoman, "Miss Guo, our young lady is waiting for you in the car."

Guo Xiaoman glanced at the car, nodded, "Yeah."

The black suit hurriedly went to open the door, Guo Xiaoman glanced at his powerful arms, it seemed that he was not only a driver but also a bodyguard.

Ji Hanlin really treasures this daughter.

In the car, Ji Xiaoqian looked at Guo Xiaoman impatiently, and urged, "Come up quickly." Her tone was arrogant and rude.

Guo Xiaoman curled her lips, it turned out that her tenderness in front of Zhuang Weiren was all fake.

As the car drove all the way, Guo Xiaoman sat calmly and did not ask where he was taking her, nor did he ask Ji Xiaoqian what she wanted from her.

On the contrary, Ji Xiaoqian was a little impatient, this woman was so calm.

The car stopped in front of a high-end tea house.

The driver got out of the car and opened the door for Ji Xiaoqian. Ji Xiaoqian squinted at Guo Xiaoman from the corner of her eyes and got out of the car with a sense of superiority.

Guo Xiaoman raised her eyebrows, she never thought that the driver would come to open the door for her, and she opened the door to get out of the car.

The two sat down in an elegant and quiet private room.

After the waiter went out, Ji Xiaoqian asked directly, "What is your purpose of approaching Zhuang Weiren?"

"Where is Miss Ji? What is your purpose of approaching him?" Guo Xiaoman asked without answering, and took a sip from the teacup in front of him.

The top-quality Dahongpao tea has a soft and mellow taste and a sweet aftertaste. It is indeed a top-quality tea.

Ji Xiaoqian choked, remembering what Zhang Bilan often said to her, that you must calm down and don't get angry when things happen.

Suppressing his anger, he said dissatisfiedly, "Of course I like him, you are doing it for the money." His tone was definitely irrefutable.

"How does Miss Ji know that I approach him not because I like him?"

Ji Xiaoqian contemptuously looked at Guo Xiaoman's ordinary clothes, his whole body was covered with cheap goods, how dare he say he likes it?

"Aren't people like you doing it for money?"

Guo Xiaoman's hand holding the teacup froze, and she pouted mockingly, "In Miss Ji's heart, poor people are not worthy of love, right?"

It's like the mother back then, who was played with by Ji Hanlin, and even died in order to give birth to a child.

Did he feel guilty about dreaming back at midnight?

Ji Xiaoqian said sarcastically as if she heard some funny joke, "Love is the monopoly of the rich." The implication is that the poor don't deserve it.

The fingers holding the teacup tightened. Did Ji Hanlin think the same way back then, that's why his mother's infatuation ended up like this.

Ji Xiaoqian opened the bag, took out a card from the wallet and threw it in front of Guo Xiaoman, "There are 50 in it, don't pester Zhuang Weiren again." After speaking, she got up and left.

It seems that staying a second longer is a contempt for her identity.

After the door of the private room was closed, Guo Xiaoman put down the cup in his hand, his face was pale and bloodless.

Did my mother also suffer such insults back then?

Coming out of the teahouse, Guo Xiaoman threw the card into the trash can on the side of the road.

……

In a villa area in the suburbs, a car drove over.

He stopped at the entrance of a villa, the door slowly opened, and the car slid in.

Zhuang Weiren slammed the car door, took two bags from the passenger seat and walked into the main room.

In the living room, Zhuang Qingshi and Ye Qingqiu were looking at the almanac head to head, trying to pick an auspicious day.

Zhuang Weiren handed the bag to Aunt Liu, which contained a BJ roast duck and a premium Longjing.

The former is what Ye Qingqiu likes to eat, and the latter is what Zhuang Qingshi likes to drink.

Seeing Zhuang Qing and Ye Qingqiu, they didn't notice him coming back, so they walked over curiously, "Dad, Mom, what are you looking at?"

Ye Qingqiu raised his head and looked at him with a smile, "I'll pick a date for you and Ji Xiaoqian."

"What day do you choose?" Zhuang Weiren took off his suit jacket and handed it to the servant, and sat down on the sofa.

"Stinky boy, of course we choose the date of marriage." Ye Qingshi glared at Zhuang Weiren.

　Recommend friend Meng Xuanji's article: "The King of Cold: Long Live the Poisonous Concubine"

　　"How dare you bite the bullet and come to see me after doing such a thing?"

　　"Then tell me, where should I come to see you?"

　　She is the trump card agent of the 21st century. With a delicate heart, she traveled through time and became a lowly slave who built a mausoleum.The loyal dog following Baba secretly smiled, he likes this habit very much.

　　He is the most prestigious king, arrogant, cold and ascetic male god, strategizing, looking down on the world, ever since he met a woman named Bai Ying, what he looks forward to most every day is to wait for her to get sick, and then hug her softly body to sleep together.

　　The first confession, a certain man pinched his fingers and said, "Bai Ying, you are so desperate!"

　　Confession again, simple and rude, "Take your grandfather to sleep with you if you have time!"

　　For the third time, a certain man directly bullied him, "There is nothing difficult in this world, just be tough!"

　　


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