Domineering President: My Huanxi Enemy

With the one I love, my heart will always belong to Murong Qian, but Murong Qian is getting farther and farther away from me.

Murong Qian was stunned, put down the financial newspaper in his hand, and looked at Su Xiaomo who had a melancholy face.

Originally his Su Xiaomo was angry, but Murong Qian pulled Su Xiaomo to sit in his arms.

"Su Xiaomo, I've been really busy recently, but I really want to see you every day, and at least I have you by my side."

There was a little helplessness in Murong Qian's words, in Murong Qian's world, apart from work, the most important thing was Su Xiaomo.

Murong Qian didn't want to lose someone who was very important to him.

"But Qian Shao, I have an exam and I have to participate in a sports meeting recently. You agreed to exercise with me, but you have become very busy recently, and you have no time to accompany me at all."

Su Xiaomo pursed her lips, feeling a little wronged in her heart.

And a few days ago Su Xiaomo suffered from severe abdominal pain, but Murong Qian didn't know about it, let alone cared about herself.

Since Murong Yun appeared, Murong Qian has become more and more busy and has no time to accompany Su Xiaomo at all.

This time Su Xiaomo came from City A to City J, but Murong Qian still didn't have time to accompany her, he had to have meetings during the day and deal with work matters.

In the evening, Su Xiaomo would like to attend the boring party with him.

To Su Xiaomo, everything here is strange and disgusting.

"Xiaomo, you don't understand. Everything I do is not only for myself, but also for us. When I come back, I will have dinner with you."

After Murong Qian finished speaking, she took her coat and left. To Su Xiaomo, even if she lived in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, she was unhappy and everything was for naught.

Su Xiaomo misses City A where she has lived for 20 years, her best friend Xu Jingzhu, and Murong Yun who has a bad temper but is cute.

Murong Qian arranged for a tour guide, and wanted Su Xiaomo to have a good time in J City.

Su Xiaomo felt so weird, and just wanted to be alone, so Su Xiaomo quit the tour guide.

Su Xiaomo walked aimlessly on the street, looking at the map in her mobile phone, she wanted to find a mall and buy some clothes.

Because of the rush, Su Xiaomo didn't come in time to bring clothes, and now she doesn't even have a change of clothes.

The map shows that you can just walk through the street in front of it. It seems that this is a wealthy area, and the vehicles passing by are all good cars.

Millions, tens of millions, everything.

This reminded Su Xiaomo that when she met Murong Qian for the first time, at that night, Su Xiaomo only recognized cars but not people.

Perhaps it was the fate of heaven, not only let me know Murong Qian, but also let me find happiness.

All this is like a dream.

In the rich area, apart from the rich, luxury cars, and beauties, there are also many beggars.

Don't underestimate the profession of beggars. Although this job looks inconspicuous, it earns a lot. Some beggars earn a month's income, but it exceeds the income of some white-collar workers.

People in rich areas do not have more sympathy and love. The reason why they give money is because they don't want to be pestered by beggars all the time.

"Miss, please give me some money."

Unexpectedly, Su Xiaomo was also targeted by beggars while walking in the rich district.

And the beggar who stared at Su Xiaomo was a middle-aged woman, her clothes were patched up exaggeratedly, her face was deliberately black, only two big eyes were exposed.

And the middle-aged woman held an iron lunch box in her hand, knelt on the ground, and looked at Su Xiaomo eagerly.

It is said that today's beggars are also very professional when they beg. They look at clothes, bags, and clothes.

Although Su Xiaomo didn't have much money, the clothes she wore were chosen by Murong Qian himself.

Although this suit of clothes is not an international famous brand, this set will cost at least tens of thousands.

What's even more valuable is that the bag on Su Xiaomo's body, a small light pink bag, is an international brand, and the price of the small bag is around 3 yuan.

It is said that in Murong Manor, there are no less than a dozen bags like Su Xiaomo.

Every time Murong Qian would buy Su Xiaomo a few bags for her to wear with her clothes.

Since being together with Murong Qian, Su Xiaomo's clothing has indeed improved a lot.

"I... I have no money. You have found the wrong person. I really have no money." Su Xiaomo immediately hugged her bag tightly, saying that there were only a few hundred dollars in her bag.

All of this money is Su Xiaomo's money saved from part-time jobs.

This time when she came to J City, in order to see Murong Qian as soon as possible, Su Xiaomo flew extravagantly. If it was before, she would be very reluctant.

With the few hundred dollars left, Su Xiaomo still wants to buy a suit for herself. Although she and Murong Qian are married, Su Xiaomo still wants to rely on herself.

I don't want others to misunderstand that I am a person who only covets Murong Qian's money.

"Miss, don't be joking, how can you be a poor man? Look at your bag, a random piece of thread can sell for hundreds of dollars."

A beggar was begging, and several people immediately surrounded Su Xiaomo.

Su Xiaomo was almost terrified, what is the situation, begging even led a group.

Su Xiaomo has never seen such a formation before.

This is near the hotel, and Su Xiaomo is holding a picture in his hand, these beggars must believe that Su Xiaomo is a foreigner, so they want to hit Su Xiaomo hard.

"Don't worry, I'll give it, I'll give it."

Su Xiaomo was really frightened. If she didn't give the money today, she probably wouldn't be able to leave.

Su Xiaomo took out two 50 yuan bills from her pocket and immediately put them in the hands of the middle-aged woman.

Su Xiaomo's heart ached to death. She used to work as a part-time worker, delivering milk for others. In two hours, Su Xiaomo could only earn 100 yuan.

Within a few minutes, the middle-aged woman actually earned 100 yuan.

Su Xiaomo thought that she could leave in this way, but she thought too much, there were only a dozen beggars around her, and there was no way for her to leave.

A group of people surrounded Su Xiaomo, and there was no way for her to escape.

"I've given you the money, please step aside." Su Xiaomo suppressed the anger in her heart, wanted to get angry, but controlled it.

After all, the city I live in is J City, so I can bear it as much as I can, Su Xiaomo doesn't want to cause trouble for Murong Qian again here.

"Miss, there are a dozen of us, and you just send us 100 yuan? What a joke."

The person who spoke was a man in his early 20s. Although his face was smeared with dirt, he was indeed a strong young man from the sound of his voice.

They have hands and feet, but they also came to beg, and they robbed in broad daylight.

Su Xiaomo took out her mobile phone and threatened, "If you don't get out of the way, I will call the police."