The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 477 The business woman who was murdered for money (27)

   "Do you want me to expose Duan Feiyang's affair with Ye Wan'er?"

  A low, cold voice sounded from his side.

  Su Qinghuan turned her face, and met Murong Chen’s burning eyes.

  She also nodded frankly, without any intention to hide her heart, and even slapped her flattery.

   "Indeed, the elder son is so smart, he even guessed this."

  The man stared at the girl Jiaomei's profile, his lips twitched slightly, and his eyes were a bit of interest.

   "You don't have to praise me like that, but Miss Su, this world is a bit curious. You care about Duan Feiyang and Ye Wan'er so much. Are you still sorrowful of Duan Feiyang, so you want to destroy their good deeds?"

   "Sir, do you think this is a good thing?"

"otherwise?"

  Murongchen’s lips have a deeper curvature.

  "Since Ye Wan'er and Duan Feiyang are in love, I think if Prime Minister Ye knows about it, maybe he will also be happy with adult beauty."

  The man was obviously speaking in the opposite direction, Murong Chen's eyes were strange, as if he was carrying a hook, and Su Qinghuan's heart trembled when he saw it.

-Not to mention that this is in the ancient times where the hierarchy and the protection of men and women were extremely strict. Even in modern times, a girl who has just reached the age of marriage, but climbs the wall with her lover in the middle of the night and has a private meeting at home, I am afraid that she will be interrupted by her parents. leg.

  A man who solemnly pursues other people’s girls will do such shameless things?

  In this kind of things, people in the world often laugh at men at most, saying that men’s nature is fluent.

  But what about the daughter's house?

   is very likely to be labeled as unconventional. If this marriage is done in the future, it will inevitably have three aunts and six poems pointing at the back.

  If it fails, it will be even worse, I am afraid that in the future, even the grade of the blind date will be downgraded to three levels.

  Duan Feiyang is also the age of a weak crown anyway, does he not understand this truth?

  It's nothing more than because he felt that Ye Wan'er's family background was too good, and it was more than enough for him. In order to win the noble daughter of this family, he would rather discredit Ye Wan'er's reputation than force the marriage.

  ...

  Su Qinghuan understands that Murongchen is waiting for him to confess what he is. People like Murongchen who yearn for power will naturally not be kind enough to fulfill Ye Wan'er and Duan Feiyang.

  He was afraid of becoming his counselor, but he broke his plan for a little love.

  Su Qinghuan sighed.

  "My son, in fact, you are worried that I will be unhappy with my former fiance, right? This son of my son can rest assured that if I really have love for him, I will not take the initiative to withdraw from the marriage."

  Murongchen raised his eyebrows, watching the afterglow of the setting sun on the side of Su Qinghuan's face, the girl's plain face is so beautiful, as if even the small hairs on her face are clearly distinguishable.

  He could hear that Su Qinghuan really let go. When talking about Duan Feiyang, he seemed to be talking about a stranger. Even revenge was an understatement.

  There is no half-excited emotion.

  Can anyone really get out of the feelings they used to be obsessed with so quickly?

  Murong Chen looked away from him, but his voice was slightly muffled.

   "So, how do you want me to retaliate against them? Do you hope Duan Feiyang and Ye Wan'er will be taken apart?"

"no."

  Su Qinghuan also didn't mind exposing her own nature in front of Murong Chen.

  The girl leaned against the wall loudly, her eyes were dark and her expression was a bit cold, but there was a kind of leisurely pity in her eyes.

  That is the feeling to Ye Wan'er.

  ...

  "Sir, whether you believe it or not, I have targeted Duan Feiyang from beginning to end."

  Even at a certain level, Su Qinghuan even felt that she was saving Ye Wan'er.

  Prime Minister Ye has lived to this age, and he is definitely more transparent than outsiders like them. If he wants to beat the mandarin ducks, Ye Wan'er and Duan Feiyang can still stay together, which is also Ye Wan'er can't think of.

  Of course, Su Qinghuan is not as good as the Virgin Mary. If Ye Wan'er can't think about it like this, then she can do nothing.

   After all, Ye Wan'er hit her before and was still so domineering, and Su Qinghuan didn't think there was anything worth saving for such a girl.

  Everyone has his own life.

  ...

   "Then what do you want me to do?"

   "It's very simple. Shi Ziye might as well tell Ye Prime Minister that I recently saw a girl who looks a bit like Ye Wan'er walking very close to Duan Feiyang, so that Prime Minister Ye has time to pay attention to the whereabouts of his daughter in the middle of the night."

"good."

  ...

  Murong Chen agreed very neatly.

  He looked at the girl's leisurely appearance, and his heart suddenly moved.

  Murong Chen stepped forward and blocked Su Qinghuan by the wall of Fengtai Temple.

   "Miss Su, is this my son who helped you again?"

  The man looked at the girl for an instant with his eyes. He always had a feeling that if he missed the girl in front of him, he would regret it even if he was holding the imperial power.

  This feeling is inexplicable and turbulent.

   is stuck on the apex of the heart and cannot be ignored.

  Su Qinghuan was watched with such determination, her heart jumped, and some of them did not dare to face the man's deep phoenix eyes.

  In the end, Su Qinghuan could only turn her eyes off and change the subject with embarrassment.

   "Of course it counts, but the elder son is kind, so I don’t think it’s a trivial matter."

   "Little things?"

  Murongchen prolonged his tone meaningfully.

   "But I don't think things about you are trivial."

  How do you have the illusion of being molested?

  Looking at the man's face getting closer and closer.

  As if that handsome eyebrow was about to cast a shadow on her cheek, Su Qinghuan's throat was slightly dry.

  "Then I would like to thank Shi Ziye for being willing to draw a knife to help. I think that if Ye Wan'er got lost, I am afraid that the person who is most grateful to Shi Ziye is not me, but Prime Minister Ye up and down."

   "I don't need their gratitude."

   Murong Chen's expression has a slight contempt.

  What if you sell Prime Minister Ye as a favor?

  He doesn't take this kind of thing to heart.

  What he wanted was nothing more than the heart of the little girl in front of him.

  ...

   And Su Qinghuan shook his mind.

   "What do you mean by that son?"

  Murongchen swept the girl's face from top to bottom, he understood what Su Qinghuan was resisting.

  But he really didn't think about the answer.

  Murongchen’s lips pressed lightly, and his bright phoenix eyes fell slightly cold.

  The man’s voice was cold.

  "Finally, you can rest early. I have asked my subordinates to buy a mansion for you. You can just check in at that time."

   "Okay, thank you for passing the son."

  Thanks again?

  What he needs, where is the word of thanks.

  Murongchen's heart became more irritable.

  But I don’t know how to change this situation.

   What if Su Qinghuan is forcibly accepted?

  Murong Chen didn’t want to see her sad.

  What he wants is the girl willingly.

  ...

   Murong Chen returned to the mansion, his eyes darkened.

   "Xiao Liu, the last running water banquet in Prime Minister Ye's Mansion, please agree to it for me."

  (End of this chapter)