MTL - Pampered Darling: 99 Yuan Sweet Wife-Chapter 20 A carefully selected woman

   "Cough... Second Master, we have something to say, don't get too close, the wound hurts."

  Su Qingqing felt a strong sense of oppression. She blushed and raised her head with a heartbeat. From the man's handsome face, she couldn't guess what medicine Quan Moting was selling in the gourd.

   "I don't want to go to the Su family, does Qingqing want to come to work in my company, eh?"

   The man's tone was very indifferent, but the breath that fell on Su Qingqing's face was very hot, and the numbness of touch spread all over her limbs.

   Meow, just the husky magnetic subwoofer Su Qingqing made her legs go soft.

   She lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at those soul-sucking eyes, for fear that her little heart would not be able to bear it.

   "I don't know anything right now, and I don't dare to expect to go to such a powerful big company, Su, Genesis, even Wantong are not in my scope of consideration, so I don't have to worry about it."

   As for what **** project Su Ruhai asked her to take over, he should be his big dream.

   She made her own way, and then established her own business!

   "But I've temporarily changed my mind now. I don't want money, I don't want shares, just you."

   The man's warm palm landed on her fair chin, and with just a little force, Su Qingqing had to look at him.

   The pain in her chin made Su Qingqing completely sober. She is not smart enough on weekdays, and she is not stupid enough to believe a man's mouth.

   "Oh, I'm not the wife of the second master now. If the second master really thinks about it, I can't satisfy the second master during this time, but I don't mind Nanfeng's suggestion at all."

   In order to show her incomparably virtuous and generous, Su Qingqing showed her big white teeth, as dazzling as she wanted.

   Find him a woman, so happy? "

   Quan Moting frowned, silently threw her on the spot, and went upstairs alone.

   Su Qingqing scratched her head dully, seeing the appearance of keeping strangers away.

   That's it... Angry?

  …

It is normal for Su Qingqing to suddenly come to an unfamiliar environment. The mansion does not know her identity, but Su Qingqing is the first woman brought back by her grandfather. She is all respectful and does not dare to be slighted.

  Although Quan Moting is uncertain and elusive, he is very careful about Su Qingqing.

  The room is large, bright and airy. Su Qingqing is very fond of the exquisite and compact dressing table. Even the huge cloakroom is filled with the most popular clothes, bags and shoes of the season.

  Su Qingqing was astounded, these seventy-eighty-eighty-eighty-eighty-eighty-seven-eighty-eighty-eighty-eighty-seven-eighty-encounter-person-PER-PER-PER-PERSONALCOINs, at least more than 200 million!

  Nima, she really is not short of money, she was rash.

   By the way, Nanfeng's ointment was really good, and it took only three days to get rid of the pain at all.

  Although the scars on the back are as ugly as black centipedes, as long as you don't wear **** skirts that show your back, there is basically no big problem.

   I just don't know if Quan Moting would mind...

  Su Qingqing was taken aback by her own thoughts, why did she care about this, it was just a couple in name.

   Stop it!

   patted his hot little face and let the shy and timid warmth gradually dissipate.

   Since she moved into the mansion, Quan Moting has not been around most of the time. The Su family has not done much in the past few days, and Su Qingqing can live happily by herself.

   It’s okay to enjoy flowers and fish. The mansion where she lives is very big, and there is a big manor behind it.

  The manor has about 100 hectares, which are managed by special people. The grass is green and the fountain is like a waterfall.

   Looking up, the transparent glass buildings dotted the green lawn like a blanket. Su Qingqing stepped on the lawn in a long scarlet dress, squinting her eyes comfortably.

   At this moment, Quan Moting ended a meeting, and when he returned to the office, he had to face the mountains of documents on the desk, and his mood was not beautiful.

   He rested one hand on the table, frowned fiercely, a bright face flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help being a little irritable.

   "What is she doing these days?"

  Song Yu stood aside holding the schedule, speculating about his grandfather's thoughts, and familiarly reported the daily life in the mansion.

   added weakly, "Master, I heard that the old mansion has carefully selected a woman for you to send to the mansion..."

  Quan Moting: "…"

  Song Yu swallowed his saliva and continued, "It seems that Madam accepted it for you."

   Quan Moting was still sitting in his seat, motionless, but his face darkened.

   "Uh, Lord, maybe Madam is also worried about offending people, so it's not easy to deal with people. Don't be angry with Madam."

   Quan Molin's eyes darkened as he rubbed his brows and asked, "What other plans are there for the evening?"

   "There will be a video conference at seven o'clock, and there will be a dinner party at nine o'clock in the evening..."

   "The dinner party was pushed to me, and the video conference was pushed to eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

  Song Yu, who was standing beside Quan Moting, obviously felt a strong aura. He didn't dare to make mistakes and nodded immediately, "Okay."

  After Song Yu left, Quan Moting's breath became colder, and the huge office seemed to be enveloped in a layer of ice in an instant.

   At the same time, Su Qingqing finally arranged for the little beauty to stay, and the information that Song Yu secretly sent made her explode on the spot.

  【Madam, Lord already knows your great achievements, you ask for more blessings. 】

   The corner of Su Qingqing's mouth twitched fiercely. She accepted a great beauty for him, which could not only be eye-catching, but also warm the bed. What else is there for the second master to be unsatisfied with.

   Is it because you despise others for being ugly?

  Su Qingqing grabbed Steward Yan and asked seriously, "Do you think that girl looks good-looking?"

   Yan's housekeeper looked confused and reluctantly replied, "It should be good-looking."

   "Then do you think she's good-looking, or I'm good-looking?" Su Qingqing tilted her head, her charming eyes flashing with a particularly sincere light.

   "Cough, of course the lady is pretty."

   On this point, the aesthetic fit between the housekeeper and the second master is exactly the same. How can the evil and **** outside be compared to their main palace hostess.

   And Su Qingqing was unhappy, and corrected him with a straight face, "I said that I am called Miss Su now. I am the second master's life assistant, don't call me Mrs. Mrs. every day."

   In line with the budding of the revolution, she should not be exposed to the sun too early and bow her waist. Su Qingqing instructed the housekeeper and the servants up and down the mansion to have a unified voice, and absolutely not let anyone else know about her relationship with Quan Moting.

   "Okay, you go down, the second master will be back in a while, you ask Miss Qingying to prepare well."

   Yan's butler looked embarrassed and hesitated, "Husband...Miss Su, Erye doesn't like women of unknown origin. I'm afraid Erye will be angry if you do this."

  The old man is also true, the second master is newly married Yan Er, how can he send a woman here at this time, but the lady is still weak, smiling on the surface, I don't know what kind of crying is in the heart.