shine on her star

With her ID card and ID number, Ren Qian changed all the passwords that could be changed and were easy to change into ones that were easy to remember.

Naturally, the 88 yuan fare was returned to He Jiyang immediately.

For the next two days, they never saw each other again.

The relationship is so cold that it is not as good as sending a bargaining message.

On this day, Ren Qian went downstairs.

She locked herself in the room for a long time, and even the food was sent by Ren Xuan, in order to think carefully about the way to go next.

There is a note in the WeChat address book that is the broker's number.

Ren Qian took the initiative to chat with him, and the other party agreed to find a time to come out for an interview.

She wants to be a real heroine.

"Hey, Sissy, are you up so early?"

This contrived voice, you don't need to look, it must be Hong Xiwei.

Ren Qian turned around, and at the top of the stairs on the second floor, Hong Xi, who was exquisitely dressed, twisted her waist slightly and went downstairs step by step.

The first thing a successful vicious stepmother needs to cultivate is to be able to endure grievances and be coquettish.

I have to say that Hong Xiwei did a good job.

She was scolded like that that day, but now she can still smile as if nothing happened.

Thick-skinned.

Ren Qian looked at her without saying a word.

When he got closer, Hong Xiwei said: "I didn't know you would go downstairs to eat breakfast today. Usually you either don't go home or sleep until the sun is high, so I haven't prepared for you. How about it? Tell me what you want to eat." , I'll let the servant do it right away."

Oh, here we go.

Ren Qian followed suit: "I can eat whatever I want?"

Hong Xiwei pretended to be hypocritically amiable: "Of course, this is my home, so you can eat whatever you want."

That being the case, I am not polite.

Ren Qian began to order: "Splendid multi-flavored fish, a hundred birds facing the phoenix, hibiscus chicken slices, glutinous rice eight-treasure duck, and fairy eggs."

These are the names of dishes in a gourmet puppet show she received before. Although I haven't seen the real thing, but the name is very effective in bluffing people.

Sure enough, Hong Xiwei's expression changed: "How can these be used for breakfast?"

Ren Qian snorted: "You said it, I can eat whatever I want."

Taking a step forward, she stared at Hong Xiwei: "What, you're bluffing me?"

Ren Qian's eyes are charming and long and narrow, with the inner corners of the eyes facing down and the outer corners of the eyes upturned, giving people a cute and innocent look when looking down, but once looking down, the arrogant oppressive feeling can't be contained.

Hong Xiwei knew what kind of character she was, even though she was a little different now, she still thought Ren Qian was a paper tiger.

Ren Guotai is not here at the moment, and she doesn't bother to put on a show.

"Okay, I'll get someone to make it for you, and I'll make you whatever you want," Hong Xi said in a strange way, "Eating these greasy things in the morning won't worry you from indigestion."

With her hands in her pockets, Ren Qian walked towards the restaurant in a chic manner: "That's my business, so don't worry about it."

Hong Xiwei rolled his eyes frantically behind her.

Who bothered you?
I can't wait for you to choke to death on the first bite!
In the end, those exaggerated dishes were still not served.

The reason is simple, the chefs of Ren's family can't do it.

Ren Qian didn't say anything, picked up a boiled egg and began to peel it.

Ren Guotai and Hong Xiwei sat across from her, and beside her was Ren Xuan who was about to go to school.

"The Xu family has a banquet tonight. You can clean up at home in the afternoon. I'll ask the driver to pick you up later."

Hearing this, Ren Qian was stunned.

She looked up, looked into the eyes of the former Cathay Pacific, and said indifferently: "Are you talking to me?"