After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 95 Do you want me to feed you?
Of course not.

She apologized, her fans will run away!
The live broadcast that night was enough to slap her in the face.

Now only by suddenly announcing his endorsement can he bring back his popularity with passers-by.

"We also need to think about it." Shen Tingting smiled, "Mr. Tang, why don't we talk alone?"

Tang Jie looked at Zhao Chumian.

She nodded slightly.

So, the two went out alone.

"Someone was there just now, so I can't tell you directly..." Han Qingrao took out a small mirror and lipstick, "Wanwan is still lying on the hospital bed, if she wants to pull you down, it will take a minute, I have a good relationship with her, If you want to live in the Sheng family in the future, you should not offend her..."

Use Wanmei to overwhelm her?
"That's okay..." She didn't plan to stay in Sheng's house in the future.

Han Qingrao pursed her lips, looked at her perfect self, and put away the gadgets for touch-up makeup, "I didn't take the watch just now, I specially prepared a big gift for you, you will definitely like it."

"No need, I have money, I can buy what I want..." Zhao Chumian said lazily.

"That's something money can't buy." Han Qingrao got up, "Mr. Zhao waits for Mr. Tang here. There are still gifts, so I'll go first."

She glanced at the bag beside Zhao Chumian and walked out.

I met Tang Jie in the corridor, "Mr. Zhao has left just now, and the driver of the Sheng family came to pick her up. It's getting late. Mr. Tang, you should also go back and rest. I'll wait for your good news."

"I haven't met them."

"The elevator they use is for VIPs." Han Qingrao lied without changing his expression.

Tang Jie was very relieved when the Sheng family's driver came to pick her up.

Boring, Zhao Chumian took out her mobile phone in the private room and played the game "Starlight". Manman is so cute, and she wants to buy a lot of beautiful clothes, bags and shoes for her.

Girls should be raised as princesses.

"So you like skirts like this..."

With a low voice, traces of heat entered her ears.

She was so frightened that she leaned back and met Yan Fanzhou's seductive phoenix eyes, "Boss Yan, why are you here?"

"Don't you miss me and ask me to come?"

"I...ask you?" She put her phone on the table. Is this the gift Han Qingrao prepared for her?

A living person in Yan Fanzhou?
"You've been tricked..." She looked at the closed door, why didn't Tangtang come back?

A woman who is fascinated when talking about work.

"Seeing that it's you, it doesn't matter if you get tricked..." Yan Fanzhou leaned over to bully her, his long and narrow phoenix eyes wandered presumptuously on her body, and he smiled wickedly, "So white..."

Not only white, but also in good shape.

Very predictable.

She and Sheng Xifang haven't divorced yet, so she couldn't ask him out too bluntly, so she wanted to refuse and welcome him like this, and said that he had been tricked.

She put her hands on her chest, "Please respect yourself."

"I don't...what?" He raised his hand to touch her hair, which was soft and silky, with a faint aroma of shampoo, "Are you full? Do you want me to feed you?"

Zhao Chumian pushed his chest with both hands, and stood up quickly, "I'm full, I don't need your precious hands, Young Master Yan."

His hands should be kept for Sheng Xifang to feed.

He should want to eat man feed.

"My hands... are not too expensive." He sat down lazily, his slender, white, bony fingers twirled, and then punched the table.

The plate on the table shook.

Zhao Chumian's body also trembled in fright.

"That's... three hundred million."

I go!

Three hundred million!

"Then you have to take good care of Jingui's hand and don't hurt him." Zhao Chumian picked up the bag and left.

Don't wait for sugar.

Yan Fanzhou couldn't afford it.

slip away.

She had just walked to the door, her hand was not even close to the doorknob of her friend, and she was about to be grabbed by his slender hand.

On one side of her body, she leaned against the door frame.

A tall man stood in front of her, looking down at her.

(End of this chapter)