Invalid refusal to marry: the young wife downstairs is hard to serve
Chapter 133 How old do you have to be to be worthy of her care?
The implication is that Lanshi's richest man is fake, and Qin Shumeng's request for a gift is true.
How could Qiao Yiqiao not know what Qin Shumeng was thinking, but what happened didn't seem to have much to do with her, she had to go about her own affairs.
"Okay, then you talk, I'll go draw first." After finishing speaking, she stood up and walked upstairs.
It wasn't until Qiao Yiqiao went upstairs that Bei Mingxiao asked abruptly, "Why does Sister-in-law Mao not want to know where Lao Zhan went? She didn't ask from the beginning to the end, is it because she has a bad relationship?"
Qin Shumeng rolled her eyes inexplicably, and said very inelegantly: "Master Beiming, if it were you, would you like a woman who keeps asking around in your ear?"
She didn't think there was anything wrong with Qiao Yiqiao's doing so, and even thought it was the best way.
Bei Mingxiao thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt that this was the case. Anyone who listened to the nagging words would be annoyed, but if they didn't ask, wouldn't their male self-esteem begin to cause trouble?
"Okay, you gay, the richest man in Lanshi is still so searched, don't say I know you when you go out in the future." Qin Shumeng stood up and said with contempt.
I thought there would be a gift, but Mao didn't see it.
Bei Mingxiao was amused by her words and laughed: "I said, girl Qin, since when did you become so materialistic? Your father won't give you pocket money anymore?"
"You want to take care of it?" Qin Shumeng asked bluntly.
When she said this, Bei Mingxiao felt that there was no need to know so much, and they just knew each other.
"It doesn't matter, why don't I give you the gift tomorrow!" Bei Mingxiao watched her go to the entrance to change her shoes, and muttered.
Sure enough, Qin Shumeng, who was about to leave, turned back immediately and looked at him excitedly: "You mean what you say! Otherwise, I will tell Qiao Qiao to let my little uncle beat you up!"
"..."
Bei Mingxiao knew that Qin Shumeng's character was naive, but he didn't expect that besides being naive, he also liked trouble so much.
"Do what you say, it's fine, you go, if you don't go, I'm afraid you will be the one who will be cleaned up in a while." Bei Mingxiao said with a smile, he can know that Zhan Heyan doesn't like to be in contact with Qin Shumeng, There is also a reason for this.
It's just that the Zhan family chose to calm down, so he, an outsider, must choose to forget about this matter.
Before leaving, Qin Shumeng seemed to see that Bei Mingxiao's expression was very strange, but she couldn't tell what was so strange, so she nodded and left.
In the studio, Qiao Yiqiao held the script and was working hard to conceive it.
But as long as she thinks of the male lead, she will think of Zhan Heyan, that godlike man without any surprise.
I don't know what he did today or if he missed her.
As soon as this thought came to Qiao Yiqiao, he immediately shook his head: "Damn it, what are you thinking? Uncle is so old, why would I miss him? No, it's because Uncle is old, so it's right to care about him!"
The man's face darkened when he just came in, wishing he could stab Qiao Yiqiao to death.
"How old do I have to be to be worthy of your concern?" His deep voice came from the door.
Qiao Yiqiao, who was distracted, was taken aback, and laughed awkwardly, but her expression was particularly guilty. Can she take back what she said earlier?
Qiao Yiqiao, who had already seen the future, dropped his paintbrush and hurried to Zhan Heyan's side: "Uncle! You are at home, I thought you were on a mission again, I am worried about you!"
"Really?" The expression on Zhan Heyan's face did not change.
Qiao Yiqiao nodded quickly, and finally said without hesitation: "Of course, you are my husband. We are husband and wife, and we are one body. If you are not good, I must not be good, right?"
The corner of Zhan Heyan's mouth twitched: "Yes."
This girl always has all kinds of words waiting for him, making him... except speechless and embarrassing.
"So, I really care about you, but you never cared about me! Hmph!" Qiao Yiqiao pouted her red lips and pretended to be angry.
"..." Zhan Heyan was speechless for a while, it turned out that he was waiting for him here!
Qiao Yiqiao, who was wronged at the beginning, didn't care about other things, and she really started to feel wronged when she was wronged. Of course, it was only on the surface, but in fact, she was already happy in her heart.
As long as Zhan Heyan doesn't worry about what she said at the beginning, it will be Amitabha to her, okay?
Zhan Heyan rubbed his brows, he has seen all kinds of Qiao Yiqiao, but he has never seen this kind of Qiao Yiqiao who wants to cry or not, who is obviously wronged but still takes care of him, and dare not sue.
Zhan Heyan took a deep breath before slowly opening his mouth: "Then tell me, what kind of compensation do you want?"
As soon as the word "compensation" was said, even he himself was shocked. When would he be worried about a woman's grievance?Are you still thinking of making up for her? !
Qiao Yiqiao beamed with joy: "I don't need any valuables. We're getting a divorce. Even if it doesn't work now, you still have to give me a deadline!"
She has had this idea for a while, but now she brings it up out of curiosity.
If it keeps dragging on, how will she find true love by then?
Zhan Heyan's eyes narrowed, and impatience flashed across his brows: "You want to divorce so much? What good does divorce do for you? Or do you really think I'm bad?"
"You are poor? Uncle, can you please give someone a way out! You are simply the best man in the world!" Qiao Yiqiao said excitedly.
In the entire Tong city, which woman in her [-]s to [-] or [-] years old would not want to have such a perfect man?
There was no expression on Zhan Heyan's face, but a lot of cold air was exuded from his body: "Then you tell me, why do you want to divorce me when I am so good?"
Well……
The guilty Qiao Yiqiao didn't know how to answer, is it okay not to answer?
"You say I'm the best man in the world, so I'm your husband, but you want to divorce me?" Zhan Heyan continued to ask.
Qiao Yiqiao, who was in a panic, wanted to cry, God, did she do something wrong?
Don't you just ask for compensation?
Qiao Yiqiao, who wanted to cry without tears, looked at him pitifully: "Dear husband, I was just joking, really! It is my blessing to marry you, how can I be willing to let you go?"
Yes, how could you be willing to do so?Of course I can't bear it!
"In the future, such words..."
"Husband, don't worry, I will never say such things again, and if I say it again, I will be tongue-tied!" Qiao Yiqiao quickly assured that compared with freedom and life, life must be the most important thing!
There was no expression on his face, but the air pressure in the room was already very low.
She believes that as long as she says one more word, he will kill her without blinking an eye, and it's not the whole body!
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Zhan Heyan's lips, and he reached out to stroke her hair lovingly: "Good boy."
That extremely gentle "good boy" made Qiao Yiqiao's goosebumps stand up, and even made her feel astonished, always feeling that his big palm would wring her head off in the next second.
Qiao Yiqiao, who swallowed forcibly, blinked her amber eyes, and said sweetly, "Honey, can I draw now? There are only two days left until the weekend, and I still have 3 chapters, [-] chapters." There are more than a dozen shots that haven't been drawn yet..."
Zhan Heyan was very frustrated, Qiao Yiqiao was really elusive.
"If my husband doesn't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence, okay?" Qiao Yiqiao stared at him with a pair of amber eyes.
It looked as if he was afraid that he would regret it and stay to hinder her from painting. Zhan Heyan was speechless, but she had to push him away.
Because of this, when he reached the door, his footsteps stopped, and even Qiao Yiqiao couldn't push him.
Qiao Yiqiao's long and thick eyelashes fluttered, and she looked strange: "What's wrong with my husband?"
What's wrong with my husband?
"When did you call my husband so naturally? Why didn't I know you liked calling me husband so much?" Zhan Heyan's Adam's apple surged up and down.
Qiao Yiqiao, who was ashamed for a while, wanted to run away, what was this guy thinking about?
Isn't it normal for her to have such an awareness?
Or……
Qiao Yiqiao smiled at him shyly: "My husband doesn't like this name? Then I'll call you Uncle!"
The first sentence is shy, and the latter sentence is very ordinary, and she can vaguely feel a little bit of her anger.
Well, this is normal for her.
Zhan Heyan's sword eyebrows were stained with a smile, and his thin lips curled up: "Haven't you ever thought about becoming the real Mrs. Zhan Shao? Or are you playing hard to get with me?"
"..."
Qiao Yiqiao pursed her lips and rolled her eyes, sorry, she did all this very naturally.
Zhan Heyan was very puzzled by her expression, and a slight dissatisfaction flashed across his face, but it was only for a moment.
Seeing his appearance of not leaving without an explanation, Qiao Yiqiao had no choice but to say, "Uncle, have you read too many fairy tales about Cinderella?"
"How to say?" Zhan Heyan raised his eyebrows.
Qiao Yiqiao took a deep breath, and calmly said: "I have nothing, and I still have millions of debts. Your high-ranking Zhan Shao, even if you retire, I can't climb the various industries owned by the Zhan family!"
"Then you will become a real young lady, and you can get one-third of the divorce." He disagreed.
Qiao Yiqiao smiled bitterly: "Life is short, why should you care about things outside of you? Feelings cannot be measured by money. What about after becoming a real young lady? Sitting on tens of billions of wealth, and expecting you to love me, but you Can you love me?"
Zhan Heyan looked at her seriously, but this time he didn't answer.
The atmosphere in the room became silent, and there was even a strange feeling.
"You can't love me, because you don't love me at all, and if I fall in love with you, I will go to hell first, and my life will only be dark in the future, and there will be no light." Qiao Yiqiao looked up and smiled very brilliant.
For a moment, Zhan Heyan felt that her smile was very dazzling.
Obviously she was talking about a very helpless topic, but she still pretended to be relaxed, so was this why he chose her in the first place?
This kind of her is really strong, so strong that she doesn't need anyone to comfort her, because she won't show her wounds, let alone show her vulnerable side.
"Uncle? What's the matter with you?" Qiao Yiqiao saw that he was silent with a gloomy face, and his appearance was a little scary.
How could Qiao Yiqiao not know what Qin Shumeng was thinking, but what happened didn't seem to have much to do with her, she had to go about her own affairs.
"Okay, then you talk, I'll go draw first." After finishing speaking, she stood up and walked upstairs.
It wasn't until Qiao Yiqiao went upstairs that Bei Mingxiao asked abruptly, "Why does Sister-in-law Mao not want to know where Lao Zhan went? She didn't ask from the beginning to the end, is it because she has a bad relationship?"
Qin Shumeng rolled her eyes inexplicably, and said very inelegantly: "Master Beiming, if it were you, would you like a woman who keeps asking around in your ear?"
She didn't think there was anything wrong with Qiao Yiqiao's doing so, and even thought it was the best way.
Bei Mingxiao thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt that this was the case. Anyone who listened to the nagging words would be annoyed, but if they didn't ask, wouldn't their male self-esteem begin to cause trouble?
"Okay, you gay, the richest man in Lanshi is still so searched, don't say I know you when you go out in the future." Qin Shumeng stood up and said with contempt.
I thought there would be a gift, but Mao didn't see it.
Bei Mingxiao was amused by her words and laughed: "I said, girl Qin, since when did you become so materialistic? Your father won't give you pocket money anymore?"
"You want to take care of it?" Qin Shumeng asked bluntly.
When she said this, Bei Mingxiao felt that there was no need to know so much, and they just knew each other.
"It doesn't matter, why don't I give you the gift tomorrow!" Bei Mingxiao watched her go to the entrance to change her shoes, and muttered.
Sure enough, Qin Shumeng, who was about to leave, turned back immediately and looked at him excitedly: "You mean what you say! Otherwise, I will tell Qiao Qiao to let my little uncle beat you up!"
"..."
Bei Mingxiao knew that Qin Shumeng's character was naive, but he didn't expect that besides being naive, he also liked trouble so much.
"Do what you say, it's fine, you go, if you don't go, I'm afraid you will be the one who will be cleaned up in a while." Bei Mingxiao said with a smile, he can know that Zhan Heyan doesn't like to be in contact with Qin Shumeng, There is also a reason for this.
It's just that the Zhan family chose to calm down, so he, an outsider, must choose to forget about this matter.
Before leaving, Qin Shumeng seemed to see that Bei Mingxiao's expression was very strange, but she couldn't tell what was so strange, so she nodded and left.
In the studio, Qiao Yiqiao held the script and was working hard to conceive it.
But as long as she thinks of the male lead, she will think of Zhan Heyan, that godlike man without any surprise.
I don't know what he did today or if he missed her.
As soon as this thought came to Qiao Yiqiao, he immediately shook his head: "Damn it, what are you thinking? Uncle is so old, why would I miss him? No, it's because Uncle is old, so it's right to care about him!"
The man's face darkened when he just came in, wishing he could stab Qiao Yiqiao to death.
"How old do I have to be to be worthy of your concern?" His deep voice came from the door.
Qiao Yiqiao, who was distracted, was taken aback, and laughed awkwardly, but her expression was particularly guilty. Can she take back what she said earlier?
Qiao Yiqiao, who had already seen the future, dropped his paintbrush and hurried to Zhan Heyan's side: "Uncle! You are at home, I thought you were on a mission again, I am worried about you!"
"Really?" The expression on Zhan Heyan's face did not change.
Qiao Yiqiao nodded quickly, and finally said without hesitation: "Of course, you are my husband. We are husband and wife, and we are one body. If you are not good, I must not be good, right?"
The corner of Zhan Heyan's mouth twitched: "Yes."
This girl always has all kinds of words waiting for him, making him... except speechless and embarrassing.
"So, I really care about you, but you never cared about me! Hmph!" Qiao Yiqiao pouted her red lips and pretended to be angry.
"..." Zhan Heyan was speechless for a while, it turned out that he was waiting for him here!
Qiao Yiqiao, who was wronged at the beginning, didn't care about other things, and she really started to feel wronged when she was wronged. Of course, it was only on the surface, but in fact, she was already happy in her heart.
As long as Zhan Heyan doesn't worry about what she said at the beginning, it will be Amitabha to her, okay?
Zhan Heyan rubbed his brows, he has seen all kinds of Qiao Yiqiao, but he has never seen this kind of Qiao Yiqiao who wants to cry or not, who is obviously wronged but still takes care of him, and dare not sue.
Zhan Heyan took a deep breath before slowly opening his mouth: "Then tell me, what kind of compensation do you want?"
As soon as the word "compensation" was said, even he himself was shocked. When would he be worried about a woman's grievance?Are you still thinking of making up for her? !
Qiao Yiqiao beamed with joy: "I don't need any valuables. We're getting a divorce. Even if it doesn't work now, you still have to give me a deadline!"
She has had this idea for a while, but now she brings it up out of curiosity.
If it keeps dragging on, how will she find true love by then?
Zhan Heyan's eyes narrowed, and impatience flashed across his brows: "You want to divorce so much? What good does divorce do for you? Or do you really think I'm bad?"
"You are poor? Uncle, can you please give someone a way out! You are simply the best man in the world!" Qiao Yiqiao said excitedly.
In the entire Tong city, which woman in her [-]s to [-] or [-] years old would not want to have such a perfect man?
There was no expression on Zhan Heyan's face, but a lot of cold air was exuded from his body: "Then you tell me, why do you want to divorce me when I am so good?"
Well……
The guilty Qiao Yiqiao didn't know how to answer, is it okay not to answer?
"You say I'm the best man in the world, so I'm your husband, but you want to divorce me?" Zhan Heyan continued to ask.
Qiao Yiqiao, who was in a panic, wanted to cry, God, did she do something wrong?
Don't you just ask for compensation?
Qiao Yiqiao, who wanted to cry without tears, looked at him pitifully: "Dear husband, I was just joking, really! It is my blessing to marry you, how can I be willing to let you go?"
Yes, how could you be willing to do so?Of course I can't bear it!
"In the future, such words..."
"Husband, don't worry, I will never say such things again, and if I say it again, I will be tongue-tied!" Qiao Yiqiao quickly assured that compared with freedom and life, life must be the most important thing!
There was no expression on his face, but the air pressure in the room was already very low.
She believes that as long as she says one more word, he will kill her without blinking an eye, and it's not the whole body!
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Zhan Heyan's lips, and he reached out to stroke her hair lovingly: "Good boy."
That extremely gentle "good boy" made Qiao Yiqiao's goosebumps stand up, and even made her feel astonished, always feeling that his big palm would wring her head off in the next second.
Qiao Yiqiao, who swallowed forcibly, blinked her amber eyes, and said sweetly, "Honey, can I draw now? There are only two days left until the weekend, and I still have 3 chapters, [-] chapters." There are more than a dozen shots that haven't been drawn yet..."
Zhan Heyan was very frustrated, Qiao Yiqiao was really elusive.
"If my husband doesn't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence, okay?" Qiao Yiqiao stared at him with a pair of amber eyes.
It looked as if he was afraid that he would regret it and stay to hinder her from painting. Zhan Heyan was speechless, but she had to push him away.
Because of this, when he reached the door, his footsteps stopped, and even Qiao Yiqiao couldn't push him.
Qiao Yiqiao's long and thick eyelashes fluttered, and she looked strange: "What's wrong with my husband?"
What's wrong with my husband?
"When did you call my husband so naturally? Why didn't I know you liked calling me husband so much?" Zhan Heyan's Adam's apple surged up and down.
Qiao Yiqiao, who was ashamed for a while, wanted to run away, what was this guy thinking about?
Isn't it normal for her to have such an awareness?
Or……
Qiao Yiqiao smiled at him shyly: "My husband doesn't like this name? Then I'll call you Uncle!"
The first sentence is shy, and the latter sentence is very ordinary, and she can vaguely feel a little bit of her anger.
Well, this is normal for her.
Zhan Heyan's sword eyebrows were stained with a smile, and his thin lips curled up: "Haven't you ever thought about becoming the real Mrs. Zhan Shao? Or are you playing hard to get with me?"
"..."
Qiao Yiqiao pursed her lips and rolled her eyes, sorry, she did all this very naturally.
Zhan Heyan was very puzzled by her expression, and a slight dissatisfaction flashed across his face, but it was only for a moment.
Seeing his appearance of not leaving without an explanation, Qiao Yiqiao had no choice but to say, "Uncle, have you read too many fairy tales about Cinderella?"
"How to say?" Zhan Heyan raised his eyebrows.
Qiao Yiqiao took a deep breath, and calmly said: "I have nothing, and I still have millions of debts. Your high-ranking Zhan Shao, even if you retire, I can't climb the various industries owned by the Zhan family!"
"Then you will become a real young lady, and you can get one-third of the divorce." He disagreed.
Qiao Yiqiao smiled bitterly: "Life is short, why should you care about things outside of you? Feelings cannot be measured by money. What about after becoming a real young lady? Sitting on tens of billions of wealth, and expecting you to love me, but you Can you love me?"
Zhan Heyan looked at her seriously, but this time he didn't answer.
The atmosphere in the room became silent, and there was even a strange feeling.
"You can't love me, because you don't love me at all, and if I fall in love with you, I will go to hell first, and my life will only be dark in the future, and there will be no light." Qiao Yiqiao looked up and smiled very brilliant.
For a moment, Zhan Heyan felt that her smile was very dazzling.
Obviously she was talking about a very helpless topic, but she still pretended to be relaxed, so was this why he chose her in the first place?
This kind of her is really strong, so strong that she doesn't need anyone to comfort her, because she won't show her wounds, let alone show her vulnerable side.
"Uncle? What's the matter with you?" Qiao Yiqiao saw that he was silent with a gloomy face, and his appearance was a little scary.
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