"It's getting late. You'd better go home early as a girl!”
After saying this, Le Tingchen left, leaving Tang Tang dumbfounded. Shouldn't a gentleman like him send her home?
In fact, most of the rich people in the circle were unwilling to come into contact with girls like Tang Tang. Although they were pure and beautiful, they were often too naive and could not be bought with money.
Humans would bring a lot of trouble. Le Tingchen was no exception to this.
He only needed Fang Han.
He was a normal man. It was understandable for him to lose control when Song Qiaoen was in front of him all day with a face that looked like Fang Han.
Thinking of this, Le Tingchen no longer hesitated.
His slender and fair fingers pressed against the door. Le Tingchen didn't know what he was hesitating about. He frowned and pushed the door open. He saw Anran's petite back sitting on the sofa.
Shadow.
Song Qiaoen returned to the villa before him and pretended to be watching TV in the living room. When he heard the noise, he turned to look at Le Tingchen, his clear eyes carrying a hint of surprise.
A trace of innocence.
Le Tingchen glanced at her and walked upstairs with his long legs.
Looking at the man's straight and cold back, Song Qiaoen's hair was curled up, and his face was blank and confused.
What was this man doing?
The elegant study room was shrouded in a faint yellow glow. Le Tingchen had just finished his shower and changed into casual clothes. He sat quietly in front of his desk, playing with a golden pen in his hand.
The company's continuous incidents gave him a headache. He had no time to care about anything else now. He had to settle the wedding first! If that woman gave it to her
With enough money, she would be obedient!
"How long do you plan to hang around the door?”Rubbing his eyebrows, Le Tingchen spoke indifferently.
The slender figure that was pressed tightly against the wall stiffened. Song Qiaoen stuck his head out guiltily, and his eyes met Le Tingchen's.
"How did you know I was here?"
Le Tingchen stood up, and his long shadow extended to Song Qiaoen's feet. Song Qiaoen subconsciously moved away, and then a strong arm pulled her back.
He entered.
"You…what are you doing…"
Song Qiaoen lowered his eyes and was a little stunned by Le Tingchen's forceful kabedon.
"Song Qiaoen, let's continue our deal. One million yuan. You'll marry me in Fang Han's place.”
Her chin was gently lifted, and the man lowered his head to look at her. His long and narrow phoenix eyes were filled with a dim light, and his warm breath sprayed on her face.
For a moment, Song Qiaoen's brain lost the ability to think. He could only look at the handsome face in front of him that was daydreaming and nod his head stiffly.
If she could ignore the words 'replace Fang Han' in the middle, she would probably be so happy that she would faint!
"This is the new agreement. If there are no other problems, sign it! I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble in the future.”
A black and white agreement was thrown in front of her, pulling her back from her fantasy.
Right, she was just a substitute!
The last condition was that if Fang Han woke up, she had to leave, disappear in front of everyone, and hide everything that had happened.
" You've thought about every single one of these very well…" Song Qiaoen read every single one of them seriously, the smile on his lips forced and pale.
Every single one of them was for Fang Han's sake, ensuring that she would not be hurt in the slightest. And Song Qiaoen's bottom line of personality can be suppressed unconditionally.
After signing this agreement, she would become Fang Han's shadow.
"If you have other reasonable requests, you can add them. As long as you abide by the agreement above, I can satisfy you unconditionally in terms of material resources.”
Le Tingchen seemed to feel that it was a little too much, so he added a few words slowly.
"I don't have any other requests. Just follow the agreement in the future!”
His bright smile disappeared like a blooming flower. Song Qiaoen's pale face made Le Tingchen frown. This woman didn't take the opportunity to make a request? a million
Was it enough to satisfy her?
Her slender figure gradually disappeared into the dark corner. Le Tingchen subconsciously caught up with her and lifted her wrist to his chest.
Her thick black hair accentuated her fair and delicate face. A pair of dark and clear eyes stared at him as if she was complaining and feeling wronged.
"Song Qiaoen, are you playing hard to get? I'll only give you one chance. If you have any requests, just say it.”
Song Qiaoen turned his head. His messy hair hung down, and his expression was dark." As an actor, I still have professional ethics. One million is already ten times more than what I have."
One shouldn't be too greedy, right?”
Le Tingchen's eyes turned cold." You better behave yourself. The wedding is in three days. I don't want any accidents to happen."”
"Three days later? Has your mother agreed?" Song Qiaoen held his chin with a playful expression. She didn't forget that Wan Xia wanted to point her nose at her when she threw her money.
Her attitude.
"You don't have to care about these things. You just have to do what you have to do.”
Le Tingchen's boldness was not only because he could call the shots in A City, but also because he could arrange everything quietly.
In the northern suburbs of the city, a Lamborghini was driving on a complicated road with yellow dust and branches.
"You must be toying with me, right? Would Chen Chen come to such a remote place to get married?”
Ouyang Yi drove his wife and complained non-stop along the way. The woman in the car had a gentle and magnanimous face. Her pair of warm and dark eyes seemed lazy, but they were not.
Only such a woman could control the insufferably arrogant Ouyang Yi.
"How can a wedding invitation be fake? Besides, didn't he mention his marriage to you? Do you think everyone is like you who has to put on a suit of gold to show off their taste?
What?"
Luo Shi scratched her nails and mocked casually. Ouyang Yi acted like a nouveau riche in front of her. He knew that she liked the violin, and on the day of the proposal, he
He had given her a violin made of gold. Thinking of the yellow color, she still felt a little nauseous.
Ouyang Yi was used to being lectured by his wife. He did not say a word and continued to focus on driving, preventing his beloved car from being scratched by the roadside branches.
"Beep beep beep…"
The sound of a car horn could be heard from behind him. Through the rearview mirror, Ouyang Yi saw a Land Rover approaching closely. It was obvious that it belonged to Zhuo Junyan.
Bai Chendong sat in the front passenger seat and poked his head out to greet Ouyang Yi excitedly." Finally, I see someone familiar!" I thought Chen Chen was dead
He's trying to fool Jun Yan and me, but is his brain damaged? Even if the wedding was simple, there was no need to find such a remote place!”
Ouyang Yi shrugged to show that he was not sure either. Bai Chendong, on the other hand, had sharp eyes and saw Luo Shi sitting in the passenger seat. He whistled loudly and curled his lips.
She smiled charmingly." Hello, Sister-in-law!”
Luo Shi had long heard of Ouyang Yi and his brothers 'great names. She turned back and smiled faintly, but when her gaze landed on Zhuo Junyan, she paused slightly, and her expression was a little…
He was surprised.
The two cars stopped in front of the church at the same time. The wedding did not invite many people. After all, this was not a political marriage. Few businessmen were interested in this.
She was interested in a wedding that had no economic value.
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