Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

If it is 3 million, let Yan Rusheng pay the bill with his eyes closed, but 30 million is too much.

Not that she was stingy, but with their current relationship, she felt hanging!

"It doesn't matter, I have my own way." Xuxu gave Zhou Shuang a reassuring look, and a mysterious smile came from the corner of her pursed mouth.

Gou Zhou Shuang felt itchy, this woman must have thought of something.

Sure enough ... just like a word, a perverted brain.

"How?" Turning back to the crowd, his brows raised confidently.

Mrs. Wu said, "The government wants to develop this area. Even if you buy it for 30 million, the orphanage cannot be kept."

Her attitude was clearly shaken.

Selling to individuals is much easier than dealing with the government, and the fool will refuse, raising his eyebrows vividly, "Is that right?"

"It's not impossible to sell it to you ..." Mrs. Wu paused and said sincerely, "It's only planned here as a development zone, and the formalities still have to go to the government."

Of course she can think of it, but look at the children, the innocent faces, since she saw it, how can she ignore it?

Moreover, this busy, if she did her best, it should be able to do it.

Xuxu was thinking and confident, "I will find a way to do this, as long as Mrs. Wu agrees to sell me here."

A simple oral agreement was made with Mrs. Wu. Mrs. Wu said that if the relationship between money and the government can be resolved within a week, she can go through the resale procedure with her at any time.

After Mrs. Wu left, Dean Huang held a lifelike hand, and the grateful old tears crisscrossed.

Tears are the best proof, she didn't want to be here, and even more distressed these children.

Looking at her, Xuxu's determination to help here is even greater.

Looking at the children playing on the playground, she sighed in relief, "Oh!"

There was a desolation in his tone.

"Hey, tell me quickly, how can you raise that 30 million?" After getting on the car, Zhou Shuang couldn't wait to ask for a vivid plan.

After waiting for Xuxu to answer, she guessed by herself: "Are you looking for Jiang Zhuoheng?"

As soon as this speculation was said, he was denied in his heart.

With Wenxu Xu's temperament, if she had to choose between Jiang Zhuoheng and Yan Rusheng, she would definitely go to Yan Rusheng to speak.

She couldn't say why, but she felt that way.

"Don't guess blindly, thirty million, not three thousand or thirty thousand. Don't tell him about this, have you heard?" Xu Xing looked at Zhou Shuang and reminded her seriously.

She had owed Aheng so much, how could she bother him again.

The car drove on the highway, and then Xuxu fastened her seat belt. She fastened her seat belt. She looked at the road and said to Zhou Shuang, "You send me back to my own apartment."

Then she turned her eyes out of the window, her hands on her cheeks, thoughtfully.

Seeing her dreams, Zhou Shuang didn't ask her again.

It was already dinner time for Xu Xu to return home, and she entered the door, and Yan Rusheng just came downstairs, and the two glanced at each other lightly.

Under Zhang Luo's Zhang Luo, they entered the restaurant together.

On the table, there are sumptuous dinners, some of which are like lifelike and some are like raw.

The two felt like students were entering their classrooms to find their seats, each sitting down and facing each other.

"A sneeze."

Xu Xu holding the bowl, just ready to eat, suddenly sneezed.