Lovely Wife: Forced Marriage from Mr Ye

Just two words, let the whole venue, suddenly quiet.

It's a nice voice, but I can't describe exactly what it sounds like. I just feel restless when I listen to it.

The intonation is also flat and direct, without any temperature and fluctuation.

It's not big, but it's so weird that everyone on the scene can hear it clearly.

The eyes of a group of people, following the magic, collectively looked in one direction.

Facing the lively sunshine, a slender figure with only black and white all over, came in slowly.

When everyone's eyes touched the man's moment, there was a complete silence around him, and the silence was almost dead.

The man who came out of the sunlight had no expression on his face. He just looked at the cloud with his dark and strange eyes. The ghost was frightening.

Yun Qing's eyes widened slightly. When he realized what he had done, his eyes became brighter and brighter. He put his hands on the chair and made a little effort. In an instant, he left the table and jumped off the stage.

Red skirt dancing in the air, like a butterfly, can't wait to rush towards the man's arms.

The man put out a long and powerful arm and put it around her waist.

Then a force, heavily, will her into the arms.

Yun Qing's red lips curled up and he was very happy. Like a delicate doll pendant, he hung it in his arms. Looking at the man's eyes, he said, "you're back..."

Beiming yexuan looked at the small face in his arms, which was still expressionless just now. There was a smile on his face. It was so beautiful that he couldn't move his sight.

Under the attention of all the people, he sent a hand to Yun Qing.

The hand is delicate and carved like jade. It is noble and powerful, and exudes a sense of ghost.

Yun Qing blinked his eyes, a little confused.

She just went there for several hours, but she didn't hear what the people at the scene said.

Northern night Xuan blood red thin lips close to her ear, whispered, "fill in a number."

Yun Qingrou's little face turned red. Although he was confused, he still obediently wrote down a number in the man's hand.

Beiming yexuan couldn't leave her face. After noticing the number she had written, his mood became better. His red lips curved a bigoted arc, and he made up the unfinished words.

"9.9 billion!"

"Boom", the stagnant atmosphere suddenly blew up.

"I'm... I've got an ear problem!"

"In a word, Yunqing, 9.9 billion?"

"Yunqing... 9.9 billion..."

In response, after the meaning of the man's words, the spirit of all the people on the scene was greatly impacted in an instant.

All the perfumers on the scene looked at Yun Qing with wide eyes. They couldn't tell whether they were envious or envious.

Especially the female perfumers, pale, several scared almost fell.

Compared with this man's 9.9 billion yuan, that mysterious man's 100 million yuan smashed by Yun qianrou is not enough to see!

Yun qianrou's face twisted and stared at Yun Qing, trembling with anger.

Originally, Yun Qing was making a fool of herself. After this man came, she was instantly held up to the altar beyond everyone's reach.

Why

Why, no matter how she fights or how she grabs, all the best things belong to Yunqing

Yun qianrou is standing in the same place, covering her heart and complaining in her eyes.

At the moment, the live broadcast room Barrage is even more crazy.

[my God! 9.9 billion, crazy!]