Madame always thinks I'm a domineering president

Cheng Qingran followed him, chasing after him in the morning, and the manager carefully followed them.

"Manager Xia, where's the old horse?" Mo asked.

The old horse's name is Ma Cheng, a young student from Maitreya City, and Ma Dan is his nephew.

"Mom was sick and hospitalized. Manager Xia said frankly.

"Well, tell him to come to my office tomorrow morning," Merry said.

Manager Xia lowered his eyebrows, "Yes!"

Cheng Qingran asked about the reasons and consequences during the process of leaving Meile.In Dewen's own words, he was under a lot of pressure when he was in junior high school, and he would come out to play games occasionally.Last month, his mother gave him less money, so he borrowed it.

I took a look at the iron and steel, and counted down: "Morning, how old are you, and you have started lending usury, you know, lending is a rolling loan."

In the morning Devon laughed jokingly, "I don't know, I know now, next time I won't borrow it again."

"Don't play there next time." Cheng Qingran believes that adolescence is a period of poor self-control and loss of goals.

"Here's the fun part," Devin thought, "if everyone thought the same way you did, would Melody stay open?"

"Go ahead," he said with a smile, looking at Gu Xingfeng rising from the driver's seat, "brother, don't you think so? Are you the boss here? I think the manager here treats you very well."

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"No." Mo Yi really doesn't run this place directly, it's another director's project.

"I'll give you back your money, little Merton." Cheng Qingran felt that he owed him an unrepayable gratitude.

Mo Yisheng didn't say anything, since money and accounts are her code of conduct, he respects them.

Devon giggled and rubbed his shriveled belly, "Sister, I'm hungry, and I haven't drank a drop of water after lunch."

The second class looks serious, "You can play games until you fall asleep and forget to eat. If you put such a strong mind on your studies, let alone Xijing Middle School, Xijing University is open to you."

In the morning, Devon rubbed the tip of his nose, "No, the horse was ahead of them, and they kept me awake for more than two hours."

Cheng Qingran frowned, "Why, isn't he a minor?"

Devon thought for a moment and said, “Not abuse, it’s just that I’m broke because there’s no free water at Merlot.”

Cheng Qingran patted his head, he moved away to dodge, but still did not avoid his sister's hand.

"My hair, sister, is a mess."

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Cheng Qingran smiled, "You should tell your mother and let her treat you, or."

Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, help, help... In the morning, Devin patted the driver's seat and called for help to the person sitting in front of him.

Cheng Qingran reached for his mouth, but he blocked it with his elbow and shouted, "Brother-in-law, leave my sister alone, she is so powerful..."

Hearing Dewen's voice calling for his brother-in-law, Gu Xingfeng's heart flashed a ray of victory, a 150-degree smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his face was filled with joy, "What do you want to eat?"

Devon shaved his somewhat unkempt hair in the morning and said casually, “I’m a more casual eater, not fussy eater, Michelin star, old, anywhere.”

Cheng Qingran stared at him, "Don't listen to him, Little Merton, find a stall and give him a bowl of ramen."

Devon didn't speak in the morning, his mouth was full.

Shui Mo looked at the road, and the nearest and highest-grade restaurant was Yunshui Folk Song.

"Not far away is Yunshui Folklore, and the chef here was once a master." Such a restaurant should be able to satisfy the appetite of children.

Devon snickered to himself, "Let's do it."

Cheng Qingran said in a low voice, "Daiwen, hurry up, it's time for you to eat and sleep, don't look at the time."

Devon said on purpose, "Oh, sister, I'll eat faster, I won't ruin your evening exercise with brother-in-law!"

Cheng Qingran panted heavily, dyed a pink background, and then squeezed his arm.

"Naked, naked, it hurts, sister, it hurts, it hurts."

Mo smiled unintentionally, "You can eat as late as you want."

"My sister found a good brother-in-law." In the morning, Devon rubbed his arms and felt that the man driving the car was really nice, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile, "By the way, brother-in-law, I also lost my All living expenses, so after dinner, can you lend me some money for dinner?"

Cheng Qingran was really angry, and kept saying, "Devon, if you want to try your luck like this, I'll call your mother."

He stopped talking, sure enough, the bear boy still wanted a tiger mother!

During the meal, Gu Xingfeng notified the driver Zhang Bin. After dinner, Zhang Bin took Dai Wen home in the morning, and Gu Xingfeng took Cheng Qingran back to Yujing Apartment.

Along the way, there was silence at the beginning. What is Gu Xingfeng Yisheng? He is the spokesperson of silence, but for such small chats, silence is a kind of torture. I don't even know how to repay you for your troubles?"

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"Then don't pay it back."

"Well, I'm more afraid of trouble than of being in debt."

She doesn't like people owe her money, and she is not used to others owe her anything.

But how can we meet if we owe nothing?

"The more you owe, the more you will get used to it." Mo leisurely said.

After hearing this, Cheng Qingran was in a gust of wind, level eight, owed people, owed debts, can he still get used to it?How thick is this man's face, probably no thinner than the Great Wall!She didn't know what other people were like, and she would never allow herself to be brazen.

She smiled and said sincerely, "Little Modong, if you need my help in anything, you can't hesitate. No matter what the cost, I will do it, even if it is very important to you. "

Gu Xingfeng raised the line of her lips slightly, "I'm glad you're happy without a liver and brain."

The lyrics floated around on the carriage, drawing a red bow, lingering in Cheng Qingran's mind, and she remembered the song "You are happy, so I am happy":

When you frown, I laugh.

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who knows because

you are happy and so am I

roses bloom

what else do i want

ask not ask

like its rarity

happy angry sad

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