President, you're just a spare tire

Chapter 11

When Su Yaoyang woke up the next day, Yihuan was still sleeping. Su Yaoyang accidentally saw the bed sheet thrown in the corner. The bright red color on it was very obvious. He smiled coldly, turned around and walked away without even looking at the person on the bed open.

Since his room was next to Yihuan's, he had to pass through Yihuan's room when he went downstairs, and happened to meet Su Yaohui.

"Morning!" He greeted Su Yaohui happily.

"Come to find my woman? I'm sorry, she was too tired last night and slept too late, and she hasn't woken up yet!"

Su Yaoyang gritted "I was too tired last night" in the room, and looked at Su Yaohui's face, declaring his ownership of Chang Yihuan.

"She is a person with thoughts and feelings. She is not your accessory. For a cold-blooded and ruthless person like you, no woman will really love you. Even if a woman falls in love with you, she will leave you because of your cold-bloodedness! "Su Yaohui showed no sign of weakness.

"Because you don't know what true love is!"

To him, Chang Yihuan is a bright light in this lonely mansion. He has been lonely for too long, and he has lived with his true heart for too long. When he meets the person who can make him open his heart for the first time, how can he... Can you let him go because of one word?
Whether it's the conversation while walking in the rain at night, or the food she cooks, all of them have become the reasons why Su Yaohui's heart is moved by her.

Su Yaohui felt warm for the first time, that small figure with a warm halo under her thin body, she was like an angel shining in the sky, warming everyone with her smile.

But the person she desires the most is the one who treats her the coldest. How much he wants to cherish her, care for her, and tell her that his embrace is actually warmer than Su Yaoyang's.

Su Yaoyang raised his eyebrows, "True love? What is true love? How much is it worth?"

"I spent 1000 million to buy her, and she is mine! If I want to sleep with her, I can sleep with her! If I want someone else to sleep with her, she has to sleep with someone else!"

"Ten million! How many things like her can you buy? Do I like her? Do I love her? But I can sleep with her all the time, but what about you? So what if you love her? Can you get her? See Your true love is far inferior to the reality of money!"

Their noise finally awakened Yi Huan who was still asleep, and she clearly heard his high-decibel voice hitting her heart word by word through the door.

For a person like him, money and interests are always the most important, right?

I thought the tenderness last night was a sign that he liked her and showed his affection to her, but it turned out that it was just a phantom.

Chang Yihuan, you have no power, no power and no looks, why should he like you?

She wrapped herself in the quilt, crying silently.

Yes, he was right, what is there in Chang Yihuan that deserves 1000 million yuan?
And that 1000 million is just the capital he used to trample Chang Yihuan...

It's not yet winter, why is it so cold?

Chang Yihuan couldn't help tightening the quilt tightly, the quilt was full of his smell, as if he was still by her side.

Su Yaoyang sat at his desk, staring at the form on the computer, while Ouyang Yu stood beside him quietly.

The reason is that Chang Banchun snatched his piece of land in the city center and claimed that he is Su Yaoyang's future father-in-law.

"Chang Banchun, an old bastard, is blatantly showing off under the banner of the old man of the Su family, show him some flair!" Su Yaoyang clicked the mouse without the slightest emotion.

He hated the feeling of being threatened, no matter who it was!
"Yes, I see." Ouyang Yuzhi went out respectfully and closed the door behind him.

Su Yaoyang had some headaches. Last night he almost didn't sleep. He missed the smell of that soft body, the fresh and clean soap smell, which made him taste her sweetness again and again until both of them were exhausted.

He clearly remembered the touch when his fingertips slid across her skin, it was as smooth as creamy jade.

The phone on the table rang, and Su Yaoyang pressed the hands-free button.

"President Su, your fiancée is here to see you." The secretary's sweet voice came from the phone.

For no reason, he thought of that woman named Chang Yihuan, she would bend over to call him like this, she was obedient and quiet, and he found her more annoying, but why did he ask her when he heard that she was going to leave? Annoyed like that?

Su Yaoyang didn't stay silent for too long, "Let her in."

(End of this chapter)