The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 3 Domineering president’s alternate ex-wife (3)

  Hearing Su Qinghuan’s arrogant tone, System 233 was very helpless. It thought that based on Su Qinghuan’s proud personality, it would immediately answer the phone and directly agree to the divorce.

  Unexpectedly, Su Qinghuan picked up the phone and pressed the reject button quickly.

  Beep a busy tone and the call is hung up.

  "……"

  What kind of fairy operation is this?

  System 233 is puzzling.

   "Host, didn't you say that you are eager to get a divorce? Why do you still hang up the special assistance number?"

  Su Qinghuan glanced at System 233 with a look of silly spores.

  "If I readily agree to a divorce, wouldn’t it be cheaper for the other party? How good is the spirit of the frustrated man, not to mention that according to the original owner’s personality, shouldn’t I find life and death for Lu Mingcheng for a period of time? Then the willingness to agree will collapse."

  If you want a scumbag to fall in love with yourself, you still have to brush up on this favorability.

   "But if you drag on not to divorce, won't the other party hate you more?"

   "Tong'er, you are too naive. When a man hates you, you breathe wrong. When he likes you, he will automatically explain to you that you love him too much by doing this."

  On routines, Su Qinghuan is no longer afraid.

  The system deeply felt that the host was a big pit, and silently ordered a wax for Lu Ming, who had offended Su Qinghuan.

   "Don't call me Tong'er, this name is too damn."

  A smart optical brain still cares whether it is a mother or not?

  Su Qinghuan pouted and grinned.

   "That's called you Xiao Tongzi?"

   Xiao Tongzi? Why does it sound like a eunuch?

  The system was silent for two seconds, almost vomiting blood with anger: "Forget it, you should call Tong'er."

  ……

  After Su Qinghuan refused to answer the phone call of Lu Mingcheng's special assistance, the other party had another life-threatening call for several times, and Su Qinghuan arbitrarily pulled him into the blacklist.

  Special help Xiao Song had no choice but to report the incident tremblingly.

   "President Lu, my wife blacked me out, what about this divorce agreement?"

   "When did this woman get such a temper?"

  Lu Mingcheng frowned and swept the papers on the desk to the ground, almost wanting to kick the table.

  The man was sullen in his heart, and he couldn't help but think of the girl's hazy profile when he left the half-mountain villa. It was obviously very embarrassed, but it was distressing.

  Lu Mingcheng himself did not notice that his tone gradually slowed down.

   "Forget it, stay with me for five years at any rate, give her a week of rest, give her more compensation, and the signature must be signed."

  ……

  After Lu Mingcheng left, the house was empty. Su Qinghuan walked to the cloakroom and saw a slender and tall figure reflected in the full-length mirror.

——The original owner has a height of nearly 1.7 meters, which is rarely seen in the entertainment industry, with shaved shoulders and a long neck, black eyes and black hair, because he has been hit too much these days, and his look is much haggard and exhausted, but he can't conceal his gorgeous facial features. .

  Su Qinghuan couldn't help but tweeted.

   "There are beauty skins but no beauty bones. Although only one-tenth of the beauty of the deity, it can barely be used."

   "Host, you are too narcissistic, is this one of the most beautiful configurations in the world?!"

   "Why, do you think this is comparable to my original appearance?"

  System 233 choked, thinking of Su Qinghuan’s appearance before his face was disfigured, and that unparalleled appearance was almost impossible to recover at a glance, and the system immediately complimented him.

   "The host is the most beautiful. Doesn't this add a beautiful bone to this body?"

  This sentence is true, Su Qinghuan smiled at the mirror, and suddenly, the fatigue of the person in the mirror was wiped out, turning into a cat-like cunning and agile.

   "Tong'er, you are right. Beauty is a very important thing. I figured it out. When my mission points are enough, you remember to restore the beauty of my deity by the way."

  The appearance of the main body in the task space, thinking about it is disgusting.

   "Host, didn't you say that you don't need it?"

   "Can I regret it? It's a shame to ruin such a face that is ruining the country and the people."

  "……"

  I believe in your evil.

   "You can do everything, as long as you have enough points, you can do anything."

  The implication is that if the task is not completed, everything will be hands-free.

  ……

  A week later, the patience of the scumbag who wanted to Lu Mingcheng was finished, Su Qinghuan did not shirk any more, and agreed to find a coffee shop to sign a divorce agreement with Lu Mingcheng.

  For this, she put on a light makeup and a sickly lipstick.

  With the spirit nourishment of Qingqiu Diji, this body's complexion has improved a lot, and it will be beautiful almost every day, but it is necessary to sell it badly.

  The girl slowly raised her arm and tore off the purple silk bow. She saw the interlaced scars on Hao Ru Baixue’s wrist and three letters carved with a knife.

  LMC.

  Lu Mingcheng’s pinyin abbreviation.

  Is it worth the original owner to destroy himself for a scumbag?

  Su Qinghuan’s smile on the corners of her lips was measured. She lowered her head and took off the purple silk bow tied to her wrist.

  ——Lu Mingcheng turned a blind eye to it, which does not mean that his assistant would not give birth to compassion when he saw that, and took the initiative to say something to Lu Mingcheng for her.

  Sometimes you personally talk about how much you love each other, but others just don’t believe it. If you change to a third party, your credibility suddenly becomes higher.

  No way, human nature is low, especially men.

  ……

  In the coffee shop, Lu Mingcheng’s special assistant, Xiao Song, arrived long ago, and Su Qinghuan was deliberately late and made the other party wait for half an hour.

   Just when the special assistant Xiao Song's patience was about to run out, he raised his eyes and saw a frightening figure with black eyes and black hair, like a fairy and a demon.

  Special help Xiao Song Qing couldn’t help taking a breath. Is this really the president’s wife?

  How does it feel more beautiful than before?

When Su Qinghuan approached, Xiao Song's heart palpitations became more and more help. Su Qinghuan applied thin powder and pale lips. He could vaguely see the haggard and tiredness of these days. There were still a few red blood streaks in his eyes, which is more impressive than the amazing sight just now. Distressed.

   Must be injured by Mr. Lu.

  He was very helpful, so he automatically found an explanation for Su Qinghuan.

   "Mrs., this is the divorce agreement given to you by the president. You can read the terms and just sign it."

  Su Qinghuan had seen the contract in his memory, and was not interested in it. However, after seeing the divorce, Lu Mingcheng not only left her two million deposits, but also gave her a half-mountain villa, the girl looked startled.

"what?"

  In the original plot, Lu Mingcheng was not so generous. He only gave two million. Moreover, the original owner insisted on not divorcing and didn't receive it. After annoying Lu Mingcheng, he didn't even have two million, so he just let her go.

  If Su Qinghuan knew that it was a tear that caused this effect, Su Qinghuan would only say one thing, heh, man.

   "Is there something wrong with my wife?"

   "Song Special Assistant, don't call my wife, call me Miss Su."

  Su Qinghuan looked more sad than heartbroken. In the sympathetic eyes of the special helper, he shook his hand and signed his name.

  It seemed to be extremely reluctant, only Su Qinghuan knew how happy she was.

  ——She is not the original owner. There is no need to pretend to be high-ranking. If you have money, you don’t make a bastard.

   And if I didn’t remember anything, on the other side of the half-mountain villa is Lu Mingcheng’s uncle Lu Beixiao’s garden. She was still thinking about how to get close to this big Buddha.

  The next tree with a crooked neck, I'm here.

  (End of this chapter)