Mr. Wen, show your heart

Chapter 1 [-]. Jiang Chuchu's person

In the most expensive cafe in Nancheng, a cup of ordinary American style can easily be marked with a three-digit price. Even if many people want to experience it, they have to measure the thickness of their wallets.

In the private seat covered by green plants, when the waiter carefully placed the steaming black tea in front of the girl, he couldn't help but look at her again.

She is really pretty.

The handsome man opposite the girl impatiently waved his hand to let the waiter go down, his pair of phoenix eyes were restrained from the usual coquettish at the moment, and looked at the girl in front of him cautiously with a little flattery.

"Chuchu, let me go on vacation together on weekends"

"..."

"How about going to a horse farm in the suburbs? Didn't you think riding a horse was fun last time?"

"..."

"You said last week that a friend of yours took a photo of Amurabi's gem. I'll contact her and buy it for you, okay?"

"..."

The long saw-saw made the girl opposite lose her patience to listen. She fiddled with her nails in a disinterested manner, her makeup was bright, her clothes looked like the ones on the cover of a magazine, her whole person was delicate and even slightly exaggerated.

Seeing her attitude of indifference to the end, the man let out a long sigh.

"Chuchu, I just said casually. If I want you to change a dress, you will break up with me. Isn't it too heartless?"

As he said that, the man's eyes glanced over her, his eyes dimmed.

"Also, haven't you never heard what I said?"

The subtle disapproval in his eyes did not escape Jiang Chuchu's eyes, she raised her head and suddenly smiled.

She put her elbows on the table, tapped the table with hands with red nails, leaned forward, her waist was thin and her curves were graceful.She looked at the man without hesitation, her voice mocking.

"Yuan Ke, you let me play for a month to be considerate of my boyfriend, you're getting impatient."

—The words are ugly and vulgar.

Yuan Ke didn't have time to think about these things. Under her gaze, it was like a burst of electricity flowing through her body.

He coughed lightly, looked away, rubbed his temples, and said in a helpless tone, "Chuchu, do you have to talk to me like this?"

Jiang Chuchu spread out her hands, somewhat bored in her expression.

"Second Young Master of Yuan's family, no one in Mannan City knows that the women I have dated with are like crucian carp crossing the river. I broke up with you because of your health—to be honest, I am a loyal supporter of platonic love. "

Speaking of this, Yuan Ke also understood that the woman in front of her was determined to break up, and no matter what she said, it would not work.

but--

He looked at the innocent woman. Her facial features, figure, voice, and manners were all beautiful. She smiled as if the whole spring outside the window was going to serve her as a foil, and she couldn't find another one in Nancheng. She is like this.

He pondered for a long time, as if making up his mind, he grabbed her wrist forcefully.

"Chuchu, I don't care how many boyfriends you have had before, if you don't feel safe, we can get engaged."

What the hell?
got engaged?

Yuan Ke must have lost his mind.

Jiang Chuchu looked up and down Yuan Ke, whose eyes were full of sincerity. There is no doubt that he has been dazzled by beauty.

Looking at the whole Nancheng, Jiang Chuchu can be said to be the woman these wealthy young men most want to date with, no matter if it is flirting openly or secretly. When she frowned, she wished she could buy the whole Nancheng and crawl under her skirt.

But to marry her?

It's almost as good as avoiding it.

Jiang Chuchu shook her head, this Yuan Ke really deserves to be a role model for the second generation of prodigal ancestors, he would rather play a full set than marry a person in such an embarrassing situation like her.

　Next door "Pluck the Flower of the High Mountain" has opened, as a fine drama actor VS a serious investor, Gao Tian is opening, come quickly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)