Chapter 2 (1/2)
It's kind of like a peddler
”Rourou, are you ok?”
”Wuwu, it doesn't matter to me. It's just the dress you bought for me... What can I do?”
The more he thought about it, the more angry he was. He raised his head and angrily pointed to Su Qingwan: ”you are a very vicious woman With that, he raised his hand to slap Su Qing in the face.
Seeing the slap coming down, Su Qingwan also stubbornly did not dodge.
Can suddenly appear a big hand, easily intercepted the division Rongze's strength. Si Rongze only glanced at the person, his face turned faster than turning a book, and he said: ”brother... How can you be here?”
”Why do you want to hit a woman?” Division Rong deep Mou color more ruthless three points: ”she is my woman, you have no qualification to move.”
There was an uproar among the onlookers.
It makes people feel protective.
”How can it be? This kind of woman, brother, how can you... ”
”If you don't want to die, get out of here.” With a glance, the chill in his eyes made him shiver.
How dare you, Su Qingwan, touch a man like Si Rongshen! I must get him back!
Thinking of this, Bai Rourou put on a look that she thought was the most pitiful and moved the man. She stepped forward and said, ”brother Rongshen, you don't know, this woman, she...”
”Go away.”
Hearing this word, Bai Rourou's mouth almost burst into tears. Si Rongze glanced at her in disgust: ”hurry up, shame!”
Two people stumbled to leave the coffee shop, the division Rong deep only a glance around, the crowd will consciously disperse.
Su Qingwan has an ominous premonition that he is going to make the headlines tomorrow?
As soon as he raised his head, he gave his boss a look of reproach: ”if someone wants to hit you, do you stand there as a live target? How stupid. ”
Su Qing took her beautiful eyes and said, ”I can't beat him again. No matter how, I can't lose my breath
”Potential...”
Si Rongshen squeezes out a ”ha ha”, and the expression on his face is very complicated. He grabs Su Qing's wrist and walks out.
”Can you be gentle...” Su Qing murmured in a low voice, and couldn't help wondering: ”where is this going to take me?”
”Sold you.”
Su Qing is in the black line.
Si Rongshen's voice is quite magnetic. He speaks these words without any emotion, which is really like a personal dealer.
”Don't make fun of me. If there's nothing wrong, just put me down and I'll go back by myself.” As soon as the voice fell, Su Qingwan felt inexplicably that the temperature of his whole body had dropped a little.
The man is gloomy face: ”I said, want to sell you.”
”Sell to who, who will want me...” Su Qingwan is a little sad: ”general manager, please, I don't have so much time to play with you.”