The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

   is such a cute little thing.

  Just looking at it, he seemed to grab it and taste it.

   An hour ago.

   He didn't know there was a birthday party here.

   He was shopping with his girlfriend, and just as he was about to enter Grandma Xiang's shop, he was stopped by the clerk apologetically.

   said that all the bags in the store were sold out.

   He found out that it was sent to Villa No. 7, and he came to understand it.

"do not mind."

  Cheng Lian kept on pretending, and was already screaming in his heart.

   She doesn't mind at all!

   Such a president, such a big gift, she doesn't mind how many people come uninvited!

   "President Law! It's rude to welcome you, and it's rude."

   A person squeezed out of the crowd, and went straight to the Lu Yan stove with a smile on his face.

  Ning Yao has been accompanying Cheng Xianzhe, accompany him to discuss business cooperation with various bosses.

   She had noticed the movement on the young man's side, but she couldn't tell.

   The sight of Lu Yanlu was not taken back from Cheng Lianxun until this time.

   "Mrs. Cheng."

   He bowed slightly and nodded.

  Since Ning Yao came here, how could Cheng Lianzhi be wronged again.

   Plus the liuyan stove that graced their faces.

  The mother and daughter have infinite scenery for a while.

  Cheng Lianxun was too lazy to get involved, so she retreated to the small corner table before.

   "Li Datian?"

   She had just sat down when someone unceremoniously sat across from her.

  Li Datian frowned, listless.

Right.

  The person who has been chasing for so long is instantly killed by another successful man with a successful career.

   Change who is not depressed.

   "Cheng Lianxun, do you women all love money?"

  The waiter passed by from a few meters away, and Li Datian called over and took five glasses of red wine in one breath.

   "Stop." The little guy who was called to the woman raised his hand to stop him, "I'm a little girl, not a woman."

   "...you girls, don't you all love money?"

  Li Datian was speechless, not just a title.

   He questioned again without giving up.

   "Others don't know, but I'm fine, I don't like money very much."

   She grabbed the goblet and moved a glass of red wine in front of her.

   Actually, she has no concept of money.

   All the things in life are ready for her, and she rarely buys things herself.

   "Not really in love? Anyway, love is right."

  Li Datian took a big mouthful of red wine in a fit of anger.

  Women are creatures, and they all love vanity.

   "To live is to live, how can you do without money? What's wrong with loving money? If you don't worship money, you can do it."

   Li Datian's tone made her very uncomfortable.

  Although she has few places to spend her money, she also knows it.

   To live, one needs to eat and wear clothes. If there is no money, it will not work, and one will starve to death.

   But she doesn't pursue money, just enough.

   "You mean, you don't worship money?"

  Li Datian may have drank a bit too much before, and now his face is red.

   "No worship."

   she said.

   "Come on, you!" Li Datian sneered and said with disdain, "If you don't worship money, why do you let your man give you so many bags?"

   Because of the arrival of those bags, Cheng Lianzhuo's attitude towards him plummeted.

   Now there is a more wealthy Lu Yan stove, Cheng Lianzhuo's eyes are completely absent from him.

   "I didn't ask him to send it, I didn't know he sent it in advance."

   She is also confused, if she knew in advance, she would definitely stop Brother Zhuo from wasting money.

   "So! You admit that you have a gold master?"

   The wine glass was placed heavily, and Li Datian stared at her with bloodshot scarlet eyes.