The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Aibo bit his lip in grievance: "You ... you ..."

An Yibei had already had her temperament long ago, calmly like this: "I see."

what? She didn't say anything, what did he know?

An Yibei called Zhao Accountant's phone: "When you are in trouble to settle your salary, give Aibao's year-end award ..."

"Wait a minute!" Aibao exclaimed, An Yibei glanced at her: "Is something wrong?"

Aibao was about to cry.

This man is so bad!

"Attorney An, don't deduct my year-end award ... I will work hard in the future and reward you ..."

"Oh." An Yibei ignored her indifferently and continued to explain: "Take Aibao ..."

"I promise you!" Ai Bao said quickly, An Yibei's fingers shook almost inconceivably, and the corners of her mouth were bent slightly. "Nothing, settle her year-end award on my card."

Zhao accountant was confused over there, but still nodded: "Okay."

Hanging up the phone, An Yibei rubbed Ai Bao's hair: "Let's take you to dinner."

Aibao's expression was inexorable: "What did you just say?"

"Take you to dinner, aren't you hungry?"

"last sentence!"

"What's wrong? I'll collect the money for you, lest you be stupid and lend it to others." An Yibei said for granted.

Ai Bao jumped anxiously: "Then what do I eat and drink?" Alas!

"I support you." An Yibei pushed her glasses down with a slight smile in her tone. "Do you have any opinion?"

"Have!"

"turn down."

"..."

Ai Bao bowed her head in depression, and An Yibei naturally took her hand.

"You don't even ask, do I like you?"

"No."

"Then you haven't told me yet, do you like me!" Aibo pouted.

"Do you think I don't like you?" An Yibei stared at her in confusion. "It doesn't matter, you can slowly think clearly."

Ai Bao: "... I only want my year-end award."

"I can give you a year-end award every day, do you want it?"

"Think!" Aibao blurted out subconsciously.

"Okay, obediently." An Yibei touched her head, and Ai Bao blushed, and she fell again ...

Hey ... how to escape lawyer An's claw?

When a little white was thinking hard, she didn't realize that a heart had already been delivered to the big belly black holding her little hand ...

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Anxia Xia, who was watching the whole process, was very happy: "My brother is so good! It's so easy to take Daguai home!"

"What are you excited about ..." Su Xiaomo grumbled, "Isn't it easier for you to be abducted by your man?"

"Ah? Has he abducted me?" An Xia Xia was skeptical.

Su Xiaomo: "..."

Sheng Yize took her hand and was serious: "No, you took the initiative to pounce on yourself, alas, there is no way, depending on how little you eat, you can barely support it ~"

"Hate it! Why did you say it so reluctantly!" An Xia Xia pursed her lips, and suddenly heard that the stage was lively again.

Wu Hanxiao stepped onto the stage again and was about to sing an ancient song-"Ask for Love".

That song is a word written by An Xia Xia.

"I don't want him to sing my song ..." An Xia Xia was depressed. "If he pantes again, I'll send him a blade!"

Sheng Yize suddenly said: "No need to bother."

"Well?"

He stepped on the stage like a stroll in the court, and his demeanor was so strong that no one dared to stop it.

"Sorry to borrow Mai." He took the host's microphone calmly.