CEO, Let's Get Married

The next day, Misha got up early in the morning and went into the kitchen to pour water. Una was preparing breakfast there.

Long hair, cover one cheek and cover the scar there.

Seeing Misha, she smiled politely, "good morning, Miss Mi ~"

"Morning ~"

Misha had nothing to talk about with her and went out with a cup.

Yu Yi walked out of the room vaguely. When he saw her, his eyes lit up immediately. "Sister Sha, is breakfast ready? Why is it so early today? What are we going to eat? What are we going to eat?"

Seeing his anxious look, Misha poked him with a funny finger, "una is making breakfast in there."

"Oh ~" Yu Yi replied, looking disappointed.

Hum... I can't eat sister Sha's breakfast.

Like a loyal dog, Yu Yi waved his tail around Misha, "sister Sha, don't forget to go to Lord Luo's appointment in the morning!"

"I see ~"

Misha waved her hand and went back to her room.

After a while, she came out again, which couldn't help brightening people's eyes.

Her makeup is exquisite, her long hair is pulled up at will, she is wearing a sleeveless black skirt, the skirt is knee high, and she carries Chanel's bag in her hand.

An Rong, una and Yu Yi sat in the restaurant. When they saw her, Yu Yi exaggerated and whistled, "sister Sha, how beautiful!"

An Rong also turned his head and looked at her with a smile.

Seeing his reaction, take a look at the bright and confident woman in front of him. Una lowered her head with low self-esteem, and her hands couldn't help caressing the scar on her face. Tears had been swirling in her eyes.

Lonely, she put down her hand.

Just then, someone gently held her hand

Una was stunned, raised her head and looked up at an Rong's gentle eyes, like a spring breeze, blowing away the haze in her heart. She knew that he was comforting her in this way.

An Rong

The small movements between the two people were counted into Misha's eyes. She didn't open her eyes and sat opposite them generously.

Una thought of something and hurriedly said, "Miss MI, try the breakfast in our hometown. It's delicious. Ann Rong likes it too."

Misha smiled, "thank you."

From sitting down, Misha didn't look at the person opposite.

She couldn't tell the reason. She only knew that the gentleness at the bottom of the man's eyes was very eye-catching.

After breakfast, Yu Yi wants to drive Anrong and Misha to Lord Luo. Una is always worried. She walks to the elevator door and is still tidying up Anrong's clothes. "Anrong, come back early."

An Rong nodded. "You stay here, there will be no danger. Wait for me to come back." he told me.

"Well, I know ~" una watched him and Misha walk into the elevator reluctantly.

When the elevator door closed, Misha glanced at him. "Hey, her face..." paused. She said, "maybe there's a way."

At that meeting in Vietnam, Xiangxiang's face was so badly hurt that visa could give it to his friend for treatment. That person must be very powerful! If una is at this level, there should be no problem?

"Is it visa?"

Asked Ann Jung Shuer.

Misha nodded honestly. "He must have a way."

An Rong put his hand in his pocket and leaned against the wall. "She doesn't want to have a facelift."

"Why?" Misha couldn't understand. "Is it going to be like this all her life? Isn't it good to have a chance to restore her appearance?"

An Rong didn't speak. At this time, the elevator door opened, "let's go."

Misha followed up in confusion. "Is she afraid of the failure of the operation? But the worst result is just like this. What to worry about? Of course, I'm not saying how bad she is now, just..."

He suddenly stood still. Misha didn't stop and hit him.

Anrong's bones are thin, and the feeling of bumping into them is full of hard bones. Misha touches her nose and looks at him complaining.

"What she's afraid of is not the failure of the operation," he said.

Misha was even more confused. She simply didn't mind other people's business. She stepped on her shoes a few inches high and walked in front of him. "Well, that's your business. I'm too lazy to worry."

Looking at her graceful posture, he silently followed up. The sun in the hall on the first floor was difficult to shine in, and it seemed a little dark. As they walked one after another, he said softly, "I can't afford anyone's future. What I can do now is to make her as happy as possible."

Misha frowned and blurted out, "her happiest thing is to marry you as a wife! What about you, marry?"

There was no sound behind her. She stopped and turned to look at him.

An Rong was staring at her, and her eyes were so persistent that people didn't dare to look directly at her.

Misha was stunned. "What's the matter?"

Anrong looked down a little. "I said I couldn't afford anyone's future." he strode over and passed her.

Misha frowned tightly. He was so negative that it was really unpleasant.

"Hey," she said indifferently, catching up again, "What's wrong with your illness? Even if you're going to die tomorrow, what can happen? Natural and man-made disasters happen every day in the world. Maybe you'll be suddenly captured by aliens one day. Life and death are uncertain. It's God, not man, who can figure out your own destiny. You'd better master your own life rather than worry about the future of others!"

Misha said, pushing open the door to go out, but she was gripped by her wrist.

She was stunned and looked back.

His eyes were between Qinglin and confusion, and were vaguely swept by a ripple.

The light in her eyes became more profound than ever before, as if she wanted to mark something. However, Misha at that time could not understand and guess.

She raised him and grabbed his hand. "What do you mean, childe an?"

An Rong smiled slowly and walked over, very close to her, so close that his lips would touch her forehead at any time, and the hot breath brought out when talking would brush her skin from time to time.

"What do you say?"

Throwing the problem at her, he let go of her hand and went straight out.

Misha jumped behind angrily, "you're misbehaving!!"

Damn it, every time!

What does he think she is? He does everything. Doesn't he have una? Didn't he just say he wants to make others happy? Now he comes to make her happy again. He thinks she's an idiot!

Yu Yi, who was driving over, just heard this sentence. For a moment, he was too surprised to say a word.

Forgive him

It seems to have been depressed for too long.

Alas, Yu Yi thought sadly, Rong Shao is in his twenties. How can he not have any needs? Now, it's inevitable to have some thoughts when encountering a beauty of sister Sha's level. Just... Misbehavior still can't be equated with Rong Shao.

An Rong came over and heard her words with a pleasant smile on his face.