The wealthy man who got married in a flash marriage can’t hide his wife’s vest anymore

Seeing that user 'He' wanted to add WeChat, Qing Li was somewhat hesitant.

Having set this precedent, will this kind of thing happen often in the future?

But when I thought of the exhibition, that hesitation was suppressed again.

After Mr. He asked, there was no sound in the live broadcast room. He knew it was still presumptuous.

Master Yuyan has never had any information leaked for so long. She will definitely refuse his request to add WeChat.

Although it was a bit embarrassing, he didn't think it was a big deal since Mr. Du's invitation had been rejected before.

More disappointment.

Just when Mr. He was looking for a staircase to get off, Qing Li spoke.

[Okay, I’ll send you a private message later. 】

After saying this, Qing Li went off the air. Mr. He was stunned for a moment, and the wrinkled face behind the screen suddenly burst into laughter.

The man in his seventies was smiling like a successful young man chasing stars.

He hurriedly opened the private message, sent his WeChat ID, and then held the phone and waited for the red dot to light up.

Qing Li downloaded the broadcast, opened the private message, and added it through the account given by the user ‘He’.

When Mr. He saw the red dot light up, his eyes lit up and he quickly clicked on add.

You have added Qing as a friend and can start chatting now.

The avatar of the simple pink bunny should not look very old.

Mr. He looked at the chat interface in a daze, not knowing how to say hello appropriately.

Qing: Hello~

He: Hello Master Yuyan!

Qing: Please let me know when the time is set. If I can go, I will try my best to go.

He: Okay, no problem!

There was no dialogue after that.

But these two simple conversations made Mr. He excited.

Not only did he have Master Yuyan’s WeChat account, but he also chatted with Master Yuyan late at night!

He Qingqing lay behind and stared, not missing a single glance, not even the childish and respectful smile on her grandfather's face.

But she doesn't think it's weird, she really wants to join Master Yuyan!

It is conceivable and known that Master Yuyan will definitely not join her. After all, she was obviously hesitant when grandpa proposed it.

In the future, if grandpa can get acquainted with Master Yuyan, can he bring her into the group?

Well, this is a new goal!

When it was time for Mr. He to go to bed, he was too excited to sleep. People in the group kept asking him about his situation. He originally wanted to take a screenshot, but after thinking about it, he decided not to.

I just want to tell everyone that Master Yuyan has been added successfully. Judging from her words, she really wants to attend the exhibition, but she is afraid of time conflicts.

Mr. Xie: [The entire Chinese cultural circle is looking for clues about Master Yuyan, but unexpectedly, our Fangchun Garden contacted him first! 】

Or add WeChat directly.

At this time, no one proposed adding Master Yuyan. They were worried that being too aggressive would scare people away.

Mr. He: [With the popularity of the live broadcast, it is estimated that many literati and poets will flock to the live broadcast in a short period of time. It is best for us to set up dedicated people to maintain the order of the live broadcast room so as not to disturb Master Yuyan. 】

Several old people agreed one after another, thinking that this is the truth. Nowadays, there are all kinds of monsters and monsters on the Internet. If you come in and say a few words, you will seriously hurt others, without caring about the feelings of others.

Mr. Xie: [Leave this matter to Qingqing. 】

Mr. He raised his eyebrows slightly, why is this old guy so generous today?

Mr. Xie: [But Qingqing will definitely be too busy on her own, so I asked my fourth and fifth sons to come over and help. 】

Mr. He sneered twice, so he was waiting here.

He Qingqing agreed, [The fourth brother and the fifth brother are master hackers, so it will be no problem with them guarding us. 】

He Laoyi snorted and acquiesced.

After Qing Li finished the broadcast, she sat in her room in a daze. She didn't know that someone had set up a network security team specifically for her live broadcast room.

Is the storm at today’s party over?

Forget it, will He Jiangyu go crazy when he comes back later?

Thinking of this, Qing Li felt deeply worried, and the shadow in his heart became increasingly thick.

How about...asking Mrs. He for help?

Qing Li quickly gave up this idea. Today, Vice President Yan was very unhappy about the dress, so she had better not disturb her anymore.

Just as I was thinking about it, the door of the room rang, and the servant stood at the door, "Miss Jiang, the young master wants you to come over."

It's time to come.

Qing Li's face was calm, but her mood was very heavy. Although she had done nothing wrong in this matter, He Jiangyu was not a reasonable person.

Even if he is reasonable, he is still talking about his own set of principles.

After the servant left, Qing Li took a deep breath, got up and walked towards He Jiangyu's room.

This time when I entered the house, I didn't see the handsome man coming out of the bath. He Jiangyu was sitting on the sofa like a noble iceberg, with his legs crossed and his head leaning on the back of the sofa with his eyes closed to meditate.

When he heard the noise, he was still like this. He just made a slight snort in a nasal tone, low and deep.

Qing Li didn't know what this meant, and stood quietly at the door, as if he would not move if the enemy could not stand.

"What are you doing standing there? Why don't you come in." The deep voice was full of exhaustion.

Qing Li thought about it and said, "If you are tired, go to bed early."

Although He Jiangyu comes home regularly, he often works late at night. He is obviously asked to go home early, and then has to move his work back home to handle it.

This is what Qing Li guessed.

Seeing Qing Li's delay in moving, He Jiangyu raised his head and looked over impatiently.

"Want me to come over and invite you?"

Qing Li pursed her lips, feeling the strong smell of gunpowder.

It seemed like she couldn't be better today. Thinking of this, she simply went all out and walked to the single sofa to sit down.

Although she had adjusted her mentality, she still felt tense and unable to relax as she was getting closer to He Jiang Island.

"Are you afraid of me?"

He Jiangyu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he looked at Qing Li with a deep and searching gaze.

As she spoke, her folded legs spread apart, making her legs even longer.

Qing Li stared at his figure for a second, then looked away.

How should I answer this? It would be too cowardly to say that I am afraid, but to say that I am not afraid... She is acting completely opposite now.

Qing Li opened her lips slightly and took a deep breath, "Mr. He, why don't you just say what you have to say."

It is much better to go directly to the guillotine than to go to the guillotine after waiting for a long time.

As soon as she finished speaking, He Jiangyu stood up and came to Qing Li with his hands on the back of the sofa beside his ears.

His back was slightly arched, and his handsome face came closer to Qing Li, with emotions that she couldn't understand rolling through his eyes.

"I'll ask you one last time, do you know your identity?"

His voice is like fine wine, so rich and intoxicating.

Qing Li didn't dare to get drunk and said cooperatively: "I know, I am Mrs. He now."

"so?"

He Jiangyu asked as he lifted her chin, brought his cold lips to her, and felt the clear breath blowing against her face.

Qing Li held his breath nervously, looking directly at him with bright eyes like stars.

He replied word for word: "So, if someone cuts my clothes, should I let others watch and not accept help from others?"