Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   On Friday, Mo Qi and Sinanqing flew back to Beijing.

   On the way back from the airport, she kept staring at the ten-carat diamond ring in her hand. She wasn't finished yet, and she turned her head to ask the man beside her.

   "Little uncle, do you think that such a big ring will be robbed by someone wearing it on your hand?"

"Will not."

   "How do you know? Maybe someone else robbed such a big ring?"

  Fu Zhiyan put down the newspaper, glanced at her whole body, eagle eyes calmly, "You shop online with your whole body, have you paid 300 for a set?"

   "...No, 289."

   still added shoes for a total of 289.

   "Do you think a person with 289 in the whole body will believe that the ring on her finger is tens of millions?" Fu Zhiyan was indifferent.

   "...That's right." Han Xiaoye thought it was quite reasonable, he was not ashamed, but proud, "Haha, maybe everyone thought that the glass beads I was wearing on my hands would probably fall to the ground and no one would pick them up."

The driver in front of    joked, "Whoever said that no one picked it up, I was the first to pick it up when it fell on the ground."

   "Uncle Wang..."

   "Hahaha, just kidding. But I really envy Miss Ono, Mr. Fu is really nice to you. This ring is so beautiful."

   "Really? I think it's beautiful too." Han Xiaoye was not pretentious at all, and praised him generously, smiling, "And it's from DR."

   "DR's?"

"Yes, it's the brand of rings that can only be bought with an ID card. It is said that an ID card can only buy one ring from DR. So many men don't want to buy DR rings for their girlfriends, for fear of getting married in the future. Let me buy it, but I can't buy it with my ID card. That would be miserable. On the contrary, girls all want DR's ring. Because DR's ring represents the only one."

   "Mr. Fu is so romantic." The driver couldn't help but say.

  Han Xiaoye frowned, glanced at the man beside him, and was about to continue to frown. He heard people around him say casually, "One ID card can only be bought for ordinary consumers, and Qin Fang gave one to his ex-girlfriend."

"……"Depend on! several meanings.

  Han Xiaoye is not well.

  The driver felt that her whole person was not good, and helped her speak, "Young Qin has bought a lot, but Mr. Fu should only buy this one."

   Yes, Qin Fang doesn't care how much she buys, as long as Fu Zhiyan only buys it for her. Han Xiaoye stared at the man beside him.

"the second."

"what?!"

   Next sentence.

   "Who else did you buy it for?"

Depend on!

   Her mood hit rock bottom all of a sudden. The ring that she was wearing on her hand and was reluctant to take off in the shower now became extremely annoying. She can't wait to take it off immediately and throw it on the man's face.

  Yaya, she is actually the second...

  Han Xiaoye's mood suddenly became sour.

  If she was the second one, if she could think of the first one with her toes, she would definitely wake up.

   After all, besides her, Fu Zhiyan only played friends with Mo Xingxing.

   "Um, Mr. Fu even bought it for others?"

  Fu Zhiyan glanced at the person beside him who turned cloudy in an instant, and hooked his thin lips, "En."

  Han Xiaoye fell into the bottom of the valley with a thud, and didn't want to say anything.

   "Ah, I remember. Could it be Mrs.?" The driver suddenly remembered, "I remember that on Mrs. 50th birthday, Mr. Fu asked me to go to a jewelry store to pick up a ring."

   "The first one you said was bought for Aunt Feng?" Han Xiaoye was inexplicably better.

   "His jewelry is in a good style. Mom likes one of the rings, so she bought it just for her birthday."

  It turned out to be the case.

  Han Xiaoye was surprised, "Doesn't this require an ID card? Whose ID did you use to buy this for me?"

  Fu Zhiyan glanced at her, turned the newspaper over again, "Brush your face."

   A ring for one person in a lifetime is only a means of promotion for merchants. If you can sell tens of millions of rings, who will use your ID card, unless the boss is stupid and will not sell it.

   Those advertisements can only deceive an inexperienced girl like her.

  …

  The car stopped all the way to the photo studio.

  Han Xiaoye got off first, followed by Fu Zhiyan.

   After they agreed to send Mo Qi off, they would go to the photo studio before Fu Xiaoxiao was out of school to see the set of wedding photos to be taken.

   Uncle Wang’s photo studio is the best wedding photo studio in D city.

  Fu Zhiyan had already made a reservation.

   A photographer greeted you as soon as you entered the door, and even the owner of the studio was there, "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, you are finally here, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

   "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, what would you like to drink? Coffee, tea, juice?"

"Blue Mountain."

  Han Xiaoye thought for a while, "I want juice."

   "Only orange juice will do?"

"sure."

The boss led them to sit down and asked someone to bring the catalog of wedding photos, and began to introduce them one by one, "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, these are our wedding dress sets. We have all the wedding dresses here. Of course, if you You have your own wedding dress, or you can use your own wedding dress. Now we mainly choose the style you like, and then our photographers will shoot wedding blockbusters for you according to the style you like.”

   "Look first, we have almost every style here."

  Han Xiaoye flipped over excitedly, and each group of the large wedding dresses in it was particularly beautiful, just like the people in the painting. She saw that there are long skirts, short skirts, fishtail skirts, and floor-length skirts in the wedding dress, and according to the different wedding dresses, the styles of the photos are different.

   She liked every outfit and couldn't help but ask, "Boss, do you sell wedding dresses here?"

   "Sell, there are a lot of wedding dresses in the store. Mrs. Fu came at the right time. I just bought a batch two days ago. Each set is designed by famous designers."

   While he was talking, the clerk had the discerning eye and brought the wedding dress catalog.

   "Mrs. Fu, take a look and see if you like it. You can try it first."

"OK."

  Han Xiaoye flipped through it, turned his head and asked the opinion of the man beside him, "Little...husband, does this set look good?"

   "Don't show your back."

  "..." Han Xiaoye pouted, changed a page, and took a fancy to another set, "What about this?"

   "The skirt is too short."

   "What about this one?"

   "Too much exposed shoulders."

  Han Xiaoye flipped through and found one that was not exposed at all, "Is this all right?"

   "Low cut."

   "Where is the low-cut? This set is just a normal tube top style, okay? You can't do it, that's not okay, can I still wear a wedding dress?"

  Han Xiaoye threw the catalog on the table, getting angry.

   He is clearly looking for a ballast on purpose!

   Ever since he came back from the proposal that night, he has always been so unassuming, she seemed to have an opinion on everything she said, and it was not pleasing to the eye.