Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   "Sorry, I'm late." Fu Zhiyan didn't explain why he was late.

   But when Ji Shuya saw the girl following him, she didn't know why. Her hands clenched into fists instantly, but she smiled softly, "It's okay, brother Zhiyan, let's go in. Ono, let's go together."

   She gestured to hold Han Xiaoye's hand, but Han Xiaoye got goosebumps all over and avoided it without a trace, "Well, I'll go by myself."

   Ji Shuya grabbed the empty hand, and smiled at the corner of her mouth, as if she was a little aggrieved. But she took it quickly, and in a blink of an eye, she regained the appearance of her confidant big sister, "Okay, the road is slippery, Ono be careful."

  "..." Terrible concern. Why does she feel that Ji Shuya can't wait to see her fall and be embarrassed?

  …

   Mr. Ji's birthday party has come to an end, and the next thing is the dance party. Everyone is waiting for the noble person who is said to be here today.

   After waiting for almost half an hour, the entrance finally responded.

"coming."

   I don't know who whispered something.

   The people in the audience stopped talking and turned their heads to look at the entrance.

  The long and jade-standing man walked in on the moonlight, and the aura around him was colder than the moonlight. He was wearing an aqua blue shirt, his eyebrows were like distant mountains, his eyes were like Qingdai, and he was extremely elegant!

  Fu Shao of Ruicheng is well-deserved!

   Behind the man, besides Ji Shuya, the eldest Miss Ji family known to everyone, there is actually another person.

  The ladies present all looked at the young girl. The small face the size of a slap, and the **** and white eyes are particularly eye-catching, looking full of aura.

   "Isn't this..." Han Xiaoye?

  Because she was too surprised, the words Han Xiaoye got stuck in her throat.

  Is there anything more surprising than the sudden return of the people who just made a mess in the venue? Moreover, he came back with Fu Zhiyan!

   This is Fu Zhiyan!

  In Ruicheng, the three characters Fu Zhiyan represent calling for wind and rain, covering the sky with one hand...

   Also, isn't Han Xiaoye Quan Ronglian's girlfriend?

   Everyone is puzzled, but all the people who can come here are people of the elite level, although the curiosity in their hearts is about to overflow into the sea. They all kept the set fake smiles on their faces.

  The old lady of the Ji family pushed the old man up to greet him, "Stop talking, you are here. Hey, this is..."

   Ji Shuya just wanted to say that she was Fu Zhiyan's little niece.

   "My girlfriend."

   He turned his head and gave the gift.

   "Uncle, happy birthday."

   "Okay, okay, okay." Mr. Ji said three good words in a row and instructed Mrs. Ji to accept the gift.

   Ji Shuya was pale and bit her lower lip. Fu Zhiyan's female companion is Han Xiaoye, so what is she?

   "Old lady, now that you have stopped talking, let the dance begin."

   Mr. Ji's old eyes were full of wisdom. His eyes swept across Fu Zhiyan and Han Xiaoye, and he didn't mention the opening dance that his granddaughter told him earlier.

boom-

  The lights in the hall were all extinguished, leaving only the Gothic crystal chandelier in the middle, emitting a colorful light. A beam of lights hit the very center, and the band pulled up an elegant waltz...

   "Brother Zhiyan, I…"

   Ji Shuya's words were not finished when Fu Zhiyan, a gentleman, stretched out his hand, "I have this honor, can you please dance?"

  Han Xiaoye widened his eyes in confusion.

   The man in front of him has a face like jade, extravagance and elegance, and is the appearance of Prince Charming in all women's dreams. But the problem is...

  Han Xiaoye saw that everyone around him was looking over, he gritted his teeth and put his hand on it. Fu Zhiyan hugged her waist and slid onto the dance floor. Han Xiaoye took advantage of the situation and whispered, "Fu Zhiyan, I can't dance."

   She knows that she can't dance, and she is a joke in the upper class. But when she was fifteen years old, her family changed dramatically, and she was kicked out of the wealthy family when she was sixteen. Naturally, there is no opportunity to learn various ballroom dances.

   "Hold my hand."

   Just when she was in a panic, the man's calm voice came, like a dose of cardiotonic hitting her heart.

   She took a deep breath and clenched the man's hand as she said.

"hold me."

  Fu Zhiyan looked cold and lowered his head.

  Han Xiaoye's ears were slightly hot, but he still hugged him obediently with his other hand, and leaned into his arms. Let your body sway and spin with the man...

   She didn't notice that the man who had always been cold and hard now softened his outline, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little.

   Honestly, this dance sucks.

  Han Xiaoye couldn't even count how many feet she stepped on Fu Zhiyan, but she still shocked everyone present! It's just that they were not shocked by the dance. Instead, he was shocked by Fu Zhiyan's attitude.

   After living for so long, when have you ever seen the frightening Fu Zhiyan dote on a woman? !

   is a pet! Drowning! what! pet! Drowning!

   In the dark corner, Ji Shuya's nails sank deeply into the flesh. She didn't even notice the bleeding, clenching her teeth, her face contorted with jealousy.

   Han Xiaoye!

   Han Xiaoye!

   Damn Han Xiaoye again!

  Since this little niece who appeared out of nowhere appeared, brother Zhiyan became more and more indifferent to her.

  Damn, it seems that she has to find a way to have a good relationship with this future little niece.

   "Pay attention to your emotions." Mrs. Ji reminded her granddaughter beside her without looking back.

   Ji Shuya restrained her out-of-control jealousy, took Old Madam Ji's arm, and returned to her appearance as the eldest miss of the Ji family.

   finished the song.

  The lights hit the men and women on the dance floor.

   The audience burst into thunderous applause.

  Fu Zhiyan took the girl who stumbled and couldn't walk out of the stage and walked up to Mr. Ji with a soft tone, "Uncle, I still have something to do. Let's go first. Ono, say goodbye to Grandpa Ji."

Han Xiaoye regained his senses, looked at the old man who was about the same age as his grandfather, raised a bright smile, and wished sincerely, "Grandpa Ji, Xiaoye wishes you a birthday, Bi Nanshan, every year has today, every year has today. Me and Fu "Little uncle is leaving first, goodbye."

   "Okay." Mr. Ji stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of her head kindly. He took out a candy from his clothes pocket, took her hand, and stuffed it into her hand, "Come on, dear boy, this is for you."

  Han Xiaoye looked at the pink candy, and his heart warmed, "Thank you, Grandpa Ji."

"gone."

  Fu Zhiyan walked in front and seemed to urge her impatiently.

  Han Xiaoye bowed to Mr. Ji and hurriedly chased after him.

"Wait for me."

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  PS: The new book is uploaded for support, comments, collections and tickets. This article is one-on-one, and the male and female protagonists are absolutely clean in body and mind. Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to get green plums. A childhood sweetheart, a domineering president plays a charming wife~