Hundreds of billions of marriage favors: marry a wealthy young lady

Chapter 64

"Whose name I call is none of your business?" Han Mo was also annoyed, "Go away quickly, I don't want to see you again!"

"What do you think I am, Lin Ya? Play if you want to play, and kick away if you don't want to?"

Han Mo was so angry that he walked out of the bathroom, took out the money in his wallet, took out two hundred yuan bills and threw them at her, "What do you say you are? Hurry up and leave with the money..."

Lin Ya slapped Han Mo's face, "You think I'm a chicken? Let me tell you, I, Lin Ya, am not a random woman!"

"It's not casual, you can do it outside the bar just after meeting me? And let the reporter take pictures!" Han Mo mocked, "Aren't you just looking for a rich man when you hang out in the bar all day? I'm not a rich man , I can only give you so much, from now on we will all go back to the bridge and go back to the road, and we will have nothing to do with each other."

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Chu Jiaren put down her pen, halfway through the design of the wedding dress in front of her, she shook it, still dissatisfied.

Stretching, he stood up and looked at the huge window next to the desk.

The sun shines in from the outside, very warm.

Open the window, a gust of refreshing warm wind blows in, and the drawings on the desk are blown all over the place.

Chu Jiaren looked at the scenery outside the window.

In the courtyard is a well-maintained green belt, rockery, ponds, open lawns, unnamed landscape trees and various flowers that endow this villa with a beautiful artistic conception.

The phone on the desk rang at this moment.

Han Mo's name flashed on the screen.

Chu Jiaren hesitated for a moment, then connected the phone.

"Jiaren, are you okay? I miss you very much." Han Mo sat in the messy room, with a few fresh scratches on his bare shoulders and chest, and he knew that he had just fought, "I'm about to I can't hold on any longer, I think you're going crazy, when will you get a divorce?"

Every time Han Mo called, he always said something similar, asking when she would get divorced.

Chu Jiaren didn't know how to answer him, and she didn't want to repeat the words of comfort.

"Han Mo, don't do this, I will be very embarrassed if you do this."

"Don't you miss me? Beauty." Han Mo asked eagerly, "I miss you every day and our happy past."

"I miss you too, Han Mo, please give me some more time."

"Beauty, I want to see you." Han Mo said, "I just want to see you, even if I look at you from afar."

Han Mo's painful and suppressed voice came from the phone, which seemed to be a little crying, "Jiaren, I'm going crazy, if I don't see you again, I will really go crazy."

Chu Jia softened her heart and agreed.

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The tonic that was just boiled in the kitchen is for pregnancy.

The butler brought it out with his own hands, and was about to send it to Chu Jiaren, so he brought Chu Jiaren out with a bag, as if he was about to go out.

"Young Madam, are you going out?"

"I feel a little flustered at home alone, so go out for a walk."

"Young madam, the soup has just been boiled for you. You can drink it before leaving. The madam told me that she must watch you drink it. This is all because of the madam's wish."

Chu Jiaren took the butler's soup from the butler's tray, and forced herself to drink the unpalatable soup.

Seeing that Chu Jiaren drank the soup, the butler respectfully stood aside.

After Chu Jiaren came out of the gate, she called Xie Shufen to report.

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"Understood, as long as she obediently drinks the soup and doesn't cause trouble for the young minister, she can do anything else." Xie Shufen hung up the phone.

Gu Ningxin, who was sitting next to her, naturally heard everything. She was clever and well-behaved without saying a word, and put her hand lightly on her swollen belly.

(End of this chapter)