Billionaire Love Marriage: Goodnight, My Wife Lord

"... well, Mrs. an, it's not nice to say. You're a rich man in Jing'an city. Can you still use my young master to send you?"

Ah Xiang saw her say that. Don't start. He said a hard word.

The money is nothing to their family, but the Su family is a political family. How can they save so much?

At this time, Yu Huimin also came over and said, "luo'er, forget it. Just play with young master su. Don't take it seriously."

Ah Xiang nodded at once. "Yes, Mrs. an, your family is not short of money. Don't be so serious with our young master, will you?"

Seeing that both of them were so affectionate, Ji Luoqing pouted her lips uninteresting. She couldn't get up early to say ah, which made her waste her eyes.

Before Su Xiting came out, Ji Luoqing took Yu Huimin's arm and waved to Ah Xiang.

"In that case, tell your young master that we'll go first!"

With that, she took Yu Huimin out of the exhibition hall.

Not long after they left, Su Xiting came out of the curator's office, but saw that Ji Luoqing had long disappeared outside.

"Ah Xiang, where are they?"

Ah Xiang touched the back of his head and looked back and forth pretending not to know, "I don't know. Maybe I'm in a hurry to go."

Su Xiting looked at Ah Xiang's guilty look, and a cool color covered his bright handsome face, "Ah Xiang, tell me the truth, did you tell her anything?"

"Cough, no, young master, what can I say?" Ah Xiang shrugged innocently.

"No? Do you mean I don't have the money to buy her paintings? You, you don't know you're hitting me in the face. " Su Xiting frowned and said.

Although he is not rich, he is not very poor. Moreover, his father has long been friends with the painter. In fact, as long as he speaks, he can sell it to him at a low price.

"Young master, I know you have a way. I just don't think it's necessary. You're not pursuing her. Why bother? "

Seeing that the young master saw through him, Ah Xiang simply didn't hide it and told the truth.

If Ji Luoqing is an unmarried girl and the young master wants to please her, he can understand.

My fair lady, how are gentlemen.

However, Ji Luoqing is a married woman and has a holiday with the Su family. Why do you buy favors for her, young master?

"Ah Xiang, do you know what a gentleman's word is? It's hard to recover?" Su Xiting said coldly and walked to the door of the painting exhibition.

But when I went out, I found that Ji Luoqing had long disappeared outside.

At the thought of putting her water, Su Xiting felt very upset. It was hard to say. He was never a person who broke his promise. Unexpectedly, he lost his faith in front of her this time.

"Young master, I'm sorry. I know I'm wrong. But I'm also for your own good. The master said that he wanted you to keep a distance from her, but now you have reached the level of giving her paintings... "

"If you let the master know, don't blame me for my lax supervision?"

Ah Xiang followed him out, scratched his head and said.

"I remember when you said that. Who told you to tell my dad? Ah Xiang, I warn you for the last time that I have my freedom. If you report everything to my father again! You don't want to follow me anymore. "

Su Xiting drank his voice coldly and walked towards the car parked on the roadside.

Before Ah Xiang got on the bus, he drove out.

Ah Xiang, who didn't know what was wrong, was stunned. The young master forgot him last time. This time, it seems that the young master is really angry.

He couldn't understand why the young master was so angry?

Even if you break your promise, if you really don't want to, just look back and find a chance to make up for it. How can you always feel that the young master seems to be a little different from Mrs. an.

After Ji Luoqing and Yu Huimin came out of the exhibition, they went shopping.

On the way to shopping, she noticed that from time to time someone looked at her, or she took a mobile phone and photographed her.

"Luo'er, put this on." Yu Huimin took out a spare mask from her bag and gave it to her.

Ji Luoqing, who realized that she had been recognized, took it and wore it. She had never had this consciousness before.

I don't think she is a big star. She doesn't often expose herself on TV. She seldom recognizes her when she goes shopping occasionally.

But this time, it seems that the return rate is particularly high.

Ji Luoqing visited the shopping mall under Anjing. Compared with yesterday's desolation, although there are still not many guests here, it is obviously a little better than yesterday.

"Luo'er, mom is a little tired. Let's go ahead and have a drink?"

Yu Huimin looked at a beverage store in front of him, so she said to Ji Luoqing, as you are getting older, you will feel your legs ache and your waist ache if you walk a little longer.

"OK, let's go in and have a rest. I'm thirsty, too." Ji Luoqing said, holding her hand and walking to the beverage store.

After ordering two hot drinks, they sat on the red sofa chair by the glass window.

Yu Huimin also sat down and stretched her legs. "Luo'er, when did you meet Su Bingwang's son?"

Ji Luoqing is playing with the gadget she just bought. When she was shopping just now, she specially picked one for Xi Xi and Xiao Mu.

"A month or two ago, he was injured. I accidentally met him and saved him."

Speaking of it, she also felt a little strange. Since Su Xiting was the son of the mayor, who dared to fight him?

But she heard it clearly that day. It seemed that the other party was specifically aimed at him.

"Oh, that's right." Yu Huimin knocked on her legs and said, sometimes this fate is really beyond people's control. Unexpectedly, the two children will meet.

Ji Luoqing stuffed the gadget in her hand into the bag, got up and sat next to Yu Huimin, raised her leg, put it on her leg and helped her knead it.

"Mom, don't hang out later. Let's go to a spa and relax?"

She knocked Yu Huimin's leg and said.

Yu Huimin nodded, "well, I don't know if it's going to change. I always think it's very sour."

After drinking something, they came out of the mall and went to a nearby spa club.

But just before they went in.

Behind, a flamboyant Royal Blue Lincoln stopped across the road.

In the car, a man wearing sunglasses and a Rolex drill watch on his wrist, chewing gum, looked at the spa door.

"Mr. Bao, according to our investigation, the woman who let those surnamed Su escape was the one who secretly helped him."

Listening to the report from his subordinates, the man called President Bao chewed gum, pulled his sunglasses and looked inside, "what's the background of that woman? Have you checked it?"

"Yes, she is an Jingchuan's wife." The subordinate replied.

Mr. Bao hummed and smiled, pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and turned the Rolex watch on his wrist.

The moment I raised my wrist, the dial was full of diamonds, which was very eye-catching.

"Oh? So if the enemy bumps into the enemy, it won't be reconciled like this. "

"Er, it's unlikely, but the son of the Su family is really grateful to her."

My subordinates are busy talking again.

"Well, the son of the Su family doesn't like his wife? You said, do I want to be an adult? He always said, crossing his chin with one hand. Thinking of that scene, he couldn't help laughing.

If an Jingchuan knew that his wife was dating a man younger than himself, how would he react?

"But, Mr. Bao, after all, she is the wife of San Shao. She angered San Shao, and we......" his subordinates wanted to stop talking.

"What are you afraid of? In the past, he was the crown prince of Jing'an city. No one dared to touch him, but now it's different. One of the three doors is missing. He, the crown prince, should come to an end. "

In his eyes under President Bao's dark glasses, he smiled grimly and clanked, "if you want to change the master of Beijing An City, you have to stir up the situation. I don't believe it. I can still sit in Diaoyutai and control power alone. "

"Yes, Mr. Bao, just follow your orders and do it!"

The subordinates didn't dare to say anything, so they just nodded and obeyed.

Mr. Bao waved to him and whispered to him.