Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   Doesn't she understand what liking is? For Fu Zhiyan, what does it mean to like it?

  Han Ono sat on the dining table like a god, mechanically picking up the rice. Mrs. Fu kept serving her vegetables by the side, "Come here, eat more. Only when children have a good appetite can they be healthy and grow up quickly."

   "Thank you grandma."

   She desperately planed rice, which tasted like chewing wax. From time to time, he secretly raised his head to look at the man who was eating elegantly across from him, feeling sour in his heart.

   It seems that from the beginning to the end, she is all alone in front of him, and from time to time, she likes him, which makes him feel very annoying and troubled.

  Han Xiaoye clenched his chopsticks involuntarily, his eyes flickering.

   At this moment, Feng Yaqin gave Fu Zhiyan a squirrel mandarin fish with a chopstick, and mentioned it inadvertently, "Zhiyan, Mom heard that Miss Gu went to your house yesterday. How do you feel after getting along with her?"

  Han Xiaoye couldn't help erecting his ears.

  Fu Zhiyan didn't lift his head, "I don't know much, so it's inconvenient to evaluate."

"You said that again, every time I ask you, you use the same words to perfunctory me." Feng Yaqin suddenly remembered something, "By the way, isn't Ono on summer vacation? I happen to have two plane tickets to Saipan here. Take her out on vacation."

  Fu Zhiyan stopped eating and glanced at the little girl across from him.

   The person on the opposite side is like a caught thief, burying his head quickly and eating it.

"I told you to give Ono to me and my grandmother, but you refused. You are a big man and a workaholic, how much Ono suffers with you. Even during the holidays, you want her to stay at home alone. "

  Feng Yaqin still persuaded her hard-heartedly, with a small calculation in her heart.

"Okay."

   "It's not me, my Ono is too pitiful... Hey, what did you say? Stop, you agreed." Feng Yaqin's eyes widened with joy, and there was no extravagance and elegance outside.

   He said yes!

  Han Xiaoye even forgot to chew the rice in his mouth.

   Didn't he reject her all, why did he agree to travel with her?

   "When is the plane? I'll arrange it." Fu Zhiyan's voice was steady, as if it was a job, he was just on business.

   "Ming... no, afternoon, two o'clock in the afternoon."

  Feng Yaqin was afraid that he would regret it, so he stopped eating and went upstairs immediately. As they walked, they said excitedly to the two of them.

   "You don't have to worry about your luggage, I'll prepare it for you right away."

  …

  Three hours later.

  Han Xiaoye pushed the pink suitcase and followed behind Fu Zhiyan. Along the way, she observed his expression like a restless little daughter-in-law.

   They were in first class, and the flight attendant enthusiastically helped her put the suitcase.

   "2B." Han Xiaoye checked his position, and the corner of his mouth twitched. But she just caught a glimpse of Fu Zhiyan as 2C, so they will sit together...

  Han Xiaoye couldn't hide his excitement.

   When she saw someone in the plane, a bucket of ice water instantly quenched her excitement. She finally understood why Aunt Feng was so enthusiastic about letting them go on a tour, in order to create opportunities for Gu Qingshen!

   "Hi, Mr. Fu, what a coincidence. Are you on this flight too?" Gu Qingshen pulled down her sunglasses, with a melon-seeded face and a high nose bridge, she looked like a beautiful woman.

  Fu Zhiyan responded without emotion. "Yep."

  Han Xiaoye pouted, what a coincidence, Oscar really owes her a golden statue.

  Gu Qingshen ignored her resentment and asked with a smile, "Mr. Fu, what's your seat?"

   "2C."

   "That's such a coincidence, mine is 2D and you're sitting right next to me."

  "..." Han Xiaoye gritted his teeth and looked at the seat number with a dark face. Sure enough, 2B was alone behind the two seats.

   She bit her lower lip, and just wanted the person next to her to change positions with Fu Zhiyan. But I remembered what Fu Zhiyan said to her in the bathroom.

   If she was better, would he think she had grown up a bit?

   Although Han Xiaoye was reluctant, he still resisted the urge to quarrel with Gu Qingshen and walked to his own position.

   She didn't see that the moment she passed by, the expressionless man's eyes flashed.

   The little wild cat didn't make a noise or make a fuss, and was so obedient. What is she thinking about?

   "Mr. Fu, the plane is about to take off." How could Gu Qingshen let Han Xiaoye ruin her hard-earned opportunity, reminding her with affection.

  Fu Zhiyan sat down.

   She immediately smiled and found a topic, "Does President Fu also like Saipan? I also like Saipan very much, there..."

  Han Xiaoye listened to Gu Qingshen in front of him, and in a soft tone, he talked about the geography of Saipan, the customs, and then the culture and history. From cultural history, the topic turned to stock trends and market trends. Although Fu Zhiyan didn't talk much, it could be seen that he appreciated some of Gu Qingshen's views.

  Han Xiaoye sat in the back, and his heart became more and more sour.

  Gu Qingshen is beautiful, from a good family background, mature, gentle, and knows a lot. You can accompany him from poetry and songs to talking about life ideals. And she seemed to do nothing but harass him dryly, saying she liked him.

   It was the first time she was so depressed, because she didn't study hard at first.

  If...if she could...

  Han Xiaoye pursed his lips and threw the ridiculous thought out. Even if she imitated Gu Qingshen, she would not become Gu Qingshen. Moreover, even if she likes Fu Zhiyan again, she doesn't want to lose herself.

   It takes six hours to fly from Ruishi to Saipan.

  I don't know how long it took, but the stewardess came out pushing the cart.

   "Sir, do you want a drink?"

   "Give me a glass of white water." Fu Zhiyan had long stopped talking with Gu Qingshen, he closed the notebook and pinched the bridge of his nose. Near the end of the year, it is the busiest time for all walks of life, and going on vacation does not mean that there is no job.

  The stewardess glanced at him a few times, and poured him a glass of water with flushed cheeks, "Sir, your white water."

   "Put it there."

  Fu Zhiyan was completely puzzled by the style, and he still refused to be alienated from people thousands of miles away.

   "Okay." The pretty stewardess was a little disappointed. After putting down the water, she looked at Gu Qingshen inside, "Miss, what would you like?"

   Gu Qingshen gave her a contemptuous glance as he declared his sovereignty, "Give me a glass of water too, thank you."

  The dining cart was pushed to Han Xiaoye's place, and before the stewardess asked, she said sullenly, "I want a glass of red wine."

   "Okay..." hasn't finished yet.

   was interrupted by a cold male voice.

   "Give her a glass of orange juice."

  Han Xiaoye endured and endured, and couldn't bear it any longer, "I want red wine."

   "This..." The stewardess was in a dilemma.

   Surprisingly, Fu Zhiyan compromised, "Give it to her, only one cup."

   He compromised, but Han Xiaoye was even more panicked.