The rich and powerful: Satan's Sweetheart Queen

172 Chapter 172

Gu Anran and Gong Yumo didn't think much, they called Lao Jiang and left.

Tong Yao sat in her original position, watching the backs of the two leaving, the milk tea in her mouth lost its taste in an instant.

Tong Yao glanced at the milk tea in her hand. The milk tea in her hand was the famous original milk tea in W City. A cup of tens of yuan, or even more than 100 yuan a cup.

Tong Yao tightly held the milk tea cup. This cup of milk tea was her salary for working for others for a few hours.

When Tong Yao thought of this, she felt as if something was stuck in her heart, and angrily threw the milk tea cup in her hand into the trash can beside her, without even catching the shadow of the cup from the corner of her eyes.

The crisp applause resounded in Tong Yao's ears. Tong Yao raised her head and saw Gao Fushuai standing under a green tree not far from her, clapping her hands.

Seeing Tong Yao looking at him, a big smile appeared on Gao Fushuai's face: "This lady's accuracy really opened my eyes."

Different from the second-generation ancestor with a hippie smile just now, the one in front of Tong Yao at this time is another person who has completely changed his soul.

Tong Yao thought she was wrong, she looked away, and was about to leave here.

Gao Fushuai stepped forward to stand in front of Tong Yao: "Miss, do you have to be so heartless if you just met?"

Tong Yao was only interested in his family background, but not in him as a person. Seeing Gao Fushuai standing in front of her, Tong Yao took a step aside in displeasure.

Unexpectedly, this step was still within Gao Fushuai's control, Tong Yao asked helplessly: "Excuse me, what's the matter with you?"

Gao Fushuai seemed quite satisfied with her compromise, and pointed to the seat behind Tong Yao: "Aren't you going to sit and chat with me?"

Tong Yao glanced at the seat behind her and sat down.

Gao Fushuai glanced at the trash can on the opposite side, and said with a smile, "You can say you don't like mango pudding milk tea. I can treat you to drink juice."

Tong Yao didn't look at him, but just smiled slightly: "I was full just now, so I threw away what I didn't finish. It's not that I don't like it. If you're okay, I think I should go. I still have things to do."

Gao Fushuai grabbed her hand, and pulled Tong Yao back to the chair with all his strength: "What's the hurry? It's still early anyway, at worst, I'll send you back later."

Tong Yao's wrist was in pain from his grasp, but in front of him, Tong Yao didn't dare to show too much pain, but suppressed the pain and asked in a low voice: "What do you want to do?"

A smile flashed across Gao Fushuai's brows and eyes: "It's nothing, it's just that my brothers have made an appointment, and I will take my partner to play tonight, but I just broke up two days ago, so I have to find a partner now, I think You're pretty good."

Tong Yao panicked, remembering what Gong Yumo said about being tall, rich and handsome: the second-generation Zumi Chong who eats, drinks, and has nothing to do.

Tong Yao smiled coldly, withdrew her hand, and got up to run.

But she is fast, Gao Fushuai is faster than her.

After catching Tong Yao, Gao Fushuai warned coldly in her ear: "Don't play tricks on me, I said you are good, you have to accompany me tonight."

Tong Yao was so frightened that she wanted to call for help loudly, but before she could yell out, Gao Fushuai offered the price: "Come with me tonight, 100 million!"

Tong Yao stopped struggling, looked at him in horror, and asked for a while, "Are you serious?"

The rich, handsome, ruffian smiled, and threw a check to Tong Yao, with one million yuan written on the check.

Tong Yao made up her mind and didn't go to pick it up. She gasped and asked, "Go with you, what do you need me for?"

(End of this chapter)