Marriage Pursuing President: Tsundere little wife, please love deeply

Chapter 203 Salted Pig Knuckles

"Yes!"

Shen Chu'er was impatient.She didn't know what was going on today, and she suddenly said what she had endured for so many years.

Maybe it's because it's been too long without an answer.

Or maybe I couldn't take it anymore.

She asked anxiously.

And in her world, if a boy will never like her, then it doesn't make sense for her to continue chasing this love.

She has always dared to love and hate.

If there is no hope for a love until death, then she should not hang herself on a tree.

No matter how much she likes Yan Qichen in her heart.

But she is not a girl who will be blinded by love, if it is true, there is no hope.Then she would rather let go and let Yan Qichen find his own happiness.

Behind Yan Qichen, she would silently bless him.

Even if she doesn't feel very good afterwards, that's all.

"Yan Qichen, why didn't you answer me? Don't you dare to respond to my feelings directly?"

Yan Qichen pursed his lips.

There was also some hesitation in his voice.

"Shen Chu'er, I've never considered this aspect, can you give me some time?"

Give time give time, how long did she give it?

"During the days when we were together, you really didn't think about it at all?"

What responded to her was Yan Qichen's long silence.

Shen Chuer understood.

She knew what Yan Qichen meant.

Perhaps, in Yan Qichen's heart, he has always regarded her as a friend.

Besides that, is there really no other emotion?
thought here.

Immediately, more tears flowed on Shen Chuer's face.

She really didn't want to cry in front of so many people.However, when the feelings came, I couldn't control them.Can this be her fault?

Yan Qichen felt a little guilty when he saw her like this.

It is because of him that Shen Chuer became like this.

Although he doesn't understand.

But since he started the matter, he should naturally solve it.

"Chu'er, give me some time."

Yan Qichen didn't say anything else, but the seriousness in his tone miraculously calmed Shen Chuer down.

Shen Chu'er wiped her face, she looked at Yan Qichen calmly, although there were no more tears in her eyes, but there was still that look of grievance.

If someone could see her at this moment, coupled with Shen Chuer's unique appearance, others would definitely be reluctant to shed tears like this.

Yan Qichen was actually reluctant.

But he didn't know how to tell for himself, let alone explain.

"Shen Chu'er, why don't we think about it, is there anything interesting? I see people around are dancing..."

"Humph!"

However, this time it was beyond Yan Qichen's expectation. Shen Chu'er lost her temper suddenly without knowing why, and felt that Yan Qichen's attitude was not good. talk to her.As long as Yan Qichen wanted to talk to her or approach her, Shen Chuer would run to other places.

even.

No matter what Yan Qichen said, Shen Chu'er pretended not to hear and completely ignored Yan Qichen.

Even if Yan Qichen was no longer as arrogant as usual, he was even a bit close to fawning.

But Shen Chu'er seemed to have no him at all.

Keep going elsewhere.

Even if Yan Qichen intentionally made his presence felt in front of her, Shen Chuer would just treat him as air.

Oh no.

There is also oxygen in the air.People still need it.

What about Qichen?
I'm afraid he is carbon dioxide.

Shen Chuer thought angrily in her heart.

But who knows, she didn't look for Yan Qichen, but someone came to him.

"Wow, that handsome guy just now is really good-looking. I don't know which school he graduated from? Looking at him, he is relatively young. He received the invitation from Mrs. Shangguan at such a young age. It is true that the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead, and the waves died in the On the beach. Old women like us may be looked down upon."

"That's not necessarily true."

Another person hastened to speak.

"Maybe this little boy is someone else's rich women who have no husbands and are unscrupulously raising bread at home. Look at the tender skin. If it wasn't for the fact that I didn't take special care of it, wouldn't all the boys outside go to Have you played basketball yet? His skin is tanned and greasy. It doesn’t look like he is being taken care of. But this one is different, look at his temperament, and his smooth and tender skin. His identity is definitely not simple, otherwise why would others bring him come over?"

"..."

The rest of the people nodded quickly.

It is affirmed by the woman's statement.

"I don't know which rich woman raised him. If possible, why don't you give us a few to play with?"

"good idea!"

Those of them hid in the corner and stared at Yan Qichen, the meaning in their eyes was self-evident.

But none of them dared to be the first one.

Again.

People who come here are rich or expensive.

If he offends someone and throws all his family wealth into Dongshui, then it is true that he will not be able to cry even if he wants to.

"Why don't you try it first?"

The rest of the people pushed Huang Fupo out.

This rich woman surnamed Huang, named Huang Pingli, was the wife of a well-known local wealthy businessman.It's just that the wealthy businessman lives to make money, but not to spend it.Only 48 years old, he got lung cancer and died half a year ago.There is only one wife and one only son left in the family.

Over the years, Huang Fupo has actually been displeased with her husband for a long time. Her husband beats her every day without telling her, and also suffers from sexual/dysfunctional disorders.

Every time I tortured her enough, she didn't get pleasure/sensation.

So after the death of her husband, Huang Fupo went out to have fun every day.Already a very famous socialite in the local area.

Because of the huge amount of property left by her husband after his death, she still has a very high status in Jiangcheng.

Many people's banquets and receptions invite her to attend.

This is not.

Even Mrs. Shangguan was no exception. She invited Mrs. Huang to the banquet for Mrs. Shangguan.

After all, some people don't know how to manage property, and they just spend money when they have nothing to do all day long.The others saw her way out, so they naturally wanted to suck her blood, racking their brains to blow her money out of their pockets.

Huang Fupo is a poor brain.

And extremely envious.

Seeing that no one else dared to reach out to Yan Qichen now, her vanity arose.

"You people are really cowardly! He is not wearing any famous brand clothes, and the total sum does not exceed 10. A child whose body and net worth are not even 10, you dare not do it I think you don't want to go to other people's parties in the future, you don't feel ashamed of yourself."

heard.

Everyone had a variety of emotions on their faces.

Some are envious, some are surprised, and some look down on them.

Some people even think that this rich woman Huang just has a little more money at home, but her brain is not working well.

Those who are really rich don't necessarily wear thousands of clothes on themselves.

Many people don't like to flaunt their wealth.

If you encounter this kind of situation, it is actually even more terrifying.

But none of them were going to remind Huang Fupo.

When we usually play together, many people can't understand her very much.

Isn't it just relying on the little money at home to run amok here?
What if the family has no money?
Huang Fupo probably didn't know which bunk to rest on for a long time!

Some people even wished that she would offend some high-ranking officials, so that they would never need to do anything to trample those who they disliked forever under their feet.

"Then go and have a look."

Among them, the one who disliked Fu Po Huang the most immediately encouraged her to challenge Yan Qichen.

"If the kid could move, you'd be the first to test it. What do you think we gave you the kid for the first time?"

"Okay, talking counts."

After Huang Fupo heard their conditions, someone immediately wanted to test Yan Qichen's thoughts.

After all, there are not many such stunners.

No one wants to miss out.

But some people are very smart, push others out, and hide behind to observe the situation.

For example, the widows following behind the rich woman.

None of them did this early bird.

Instead, she looked at Huang Fupo and Yan Qichen Zhou Xuan.

"Yo, isn't this the little brother I knew before? You weren't working in the bar a few days ago, why are you here now? This is not something that ordinary people can come in. Tell me honestly, I brought you in Man, who is it?"

"..."

who knows.

Huang Fu Po said so much.

Yan Qichen just gave her a cold look, then turned his head away from Shen Chuer.

just now.

Nothing is more important than making Shen Chuer happy again.

"Little brother, why are you ignoring me? Is it because the identity of the person who brought you in cannot be revealed?"

Huang Fupo refused to back down.

Because the more she looked at it now, the more she felt that Yan Qichen was different from all the cowherds she had seen before.Those cowherds are not good at being coquettish, they look full of coquettishness all day long, without any manliness at all.

But Yan Qichen was different.

Although he is thin-skinned and tender/flesh, his temper is really beyond the control of ordinary people!
"Little brother..."

Huang Fupo didn't give up.

Yan Qichen suddenly lost his patience.

"Have you said enough? Enough said, please leave."

"Little brother, why are you pretending that you don't know me? Could it be because you have climbed up to the gold master, so..."

Fupo Huang made up her mind that Yan Qichen was out to sell.

If he was the young master of a rich family, there would be no servants behind him.

So the possibility of his family being rich was ruled out.

thought here.

Huang Fu Po was even more unscrupulous.

"Little girls' business is not as easy as a young woman's! Little girls don't understand late at night. How can there be someone like us who understands the fun of the boudoir?"

This time.

Yan Qichen understood.

The old woman was hungry and regarded him as a cowherd.

Although there was no expression on his face, anyone who knew or was familiar with him knew that he was angry.

(End of this chapter)