80s: Little Sweet Wife

Ren Qianqian tilted her head and thought for a while, patted the table with her fat hand, and said boldly, "There are only three good things, but three years!"

Three years is enough time for her to change the name of the company and the house to her mother!

No one can take it away!

In a villa in Kyoto, a middle-aged man who was laying on top of a young woman and working hard suddenly felt a chill in his vest, and he was full of gusto. [WWw.SuiMеng.lā

Who the **** is behind the calculations for his second son?

Meimei didn't need to tell Yan Mingshun about such trivial matters, she asked Uncle Lao to do it.

Uncle Lao's work efficiency has always been high. Within two days, he told Meimei that it was done. Ren Qianqian's father has now gone to the cell to give birth to his son.

"Okay, uncle worked hard." Meimei was very satisfied, and she put a hundred hearts on Uncle Lao's work.

The next day at school, Ren Qianqian was beaming with joy, winked at her brows, and said in her ear, "I went to see my dad yesterday with my mother, he was fine inside, and he suddenly felt remorse. Now, say sorry to my mother and me."

"Do you regret it?" Meimei frowned.

Wouldn't it be because he couldn't bear it, and wanted to beg her to let it go?

Ren Qianqian shook her head vigorously, "How is it possible, he only remembered my mother's goodness after an accident. After he came out and pouted his ass, he went to the fox again, and let him live in it and transform."

Without those fox spirits making a fuss in front of her eyes, she and her mother's life would be so nourishing.

Meimei asked curiously, "Then who is in charge of your father's company?"

"My mom, that company was originally run by my dad and my mom. Over the years, he's been out there every day, and it's all supported by my mom. It's better if he's not here." Ren Qianqian didn't care, and she felt better.

Qi Qige was inexplicable and asked what happened to them. He smiled and said, "Ren Qianqian's father went outside to talk business, and he won't be able to come back for several years."

Ren Qianqian nodded again and again, grateful to Meimei, after all, being in jail is not a glorious thing.

Now her mother is hiding it from her relatives, and she also said that she was going abroad to do business.

The end of the year is approaching, and the school is about to take the winter vacation. Just after the exam, many students are preparing to go home, busy packing their luggage and buying tickets!

Tang Manli is very relaxed. She has recovered from Paul's blow and has become the lively temperament of the past. Every day she dresses up beautifully, like a butterfly, the waves fly, and she usually spends the night outside on weekends. Everyone is used to it. .

In another day, this semester will be completely over. Everyone is very excited. It was too cold at noon, Meimei did not go home, but went to the dormitory to rest. There was a class meeting in the afternoon, so they could not be absent.

"Tang Manli, why don't you book a train ticket? Don't you go back to your hometown?"

Anna Qiu curiously looked at Tang Manli who was dressing up in front of the mirror~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This girl doesn't know how to earn extra money, she has a lot of money, cosmetics, new clothes, bags, shoes... are all expensive ones. Dressed up very beautifully, she pressed Qiu Anna's head.

For this reason, Qiu Anna was very unhappy, and always took the opportunity to sneer at a few words.

"If I don't go home, I found a winter vacation job and want to exercise." . .

Tang Manli carefully wiped off her lipstick, pursed her lips, and pulled out a mink coat from the box, draped it over her body, carried a small bag and stepped out of the high heels.

Qiu Anna glared angrily and whispered, "Who knows what kind of job it is? It must be a shame, otherwise how can you afford a mink coat!"

Xu Zixuan interjected, "Isn't that coat fake? It doesn't cost much."

Ren Qianqian sneered, "Authentic Russian mink, this one has at least five figures."

Her father made a fortune by making furs, so he didn't need to get started. He could tell what kind of fur it was and how much it was worth at a glance.