Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 65 Miss Han
The person who sent the flowers was really mysterious.

The next day, the young man "Hua Wuque" brought another 12 blue enchantresses to fill up the stars.On the third day, the flowers continued to be delivered again, and another 12 blue enchantresses filled the sky with stars.

Zhuang Honghong changed from envy and hatred to amazement: "Surala, your husband is so romantic and treats you so well. A bouquet of 12 blue enchantresses filled with gypsophila flowers a day! Did you save the Milky Way in your last life? Have I ever met such a tall, handsome and flirtatious husband in my life? Hey, Su Lala, if my luck is as good as yours, if a tall and handsome man falls from the world and falls on my head, I will live less 20 years and I am willing too!"

The flowers were not sent by Cheng Yiming.

The sender didn't leave his name, and there was nothing on the card.I asked the young man at the "Hua Wu Que" florist: "Who asked you to send these flowers?"

The young man said: "I don't know. The boss said that the flowers were ordered by the customer on the phone, and then transferred from the bank."

Strange, who sent the flowers?
Hu Kang said, "This bouquet of flowers cost me one-third of my monthly salary." Although it was a little exaggerated, not everyone can afford such a good blue enchantress. Dozens of yuan, 12 pieces, hundreds or even nearly a thousand yuan—it seems that the sender of flowers is not only rich, but also boring.

Doesn't he know that I've already "been in love with someone"?
In the afternoon, I received a call from Han Jinger.

The eldest lady of the Han Enterprise was still arrogant, and said in a high-spirited voice: "Surala, I'm downstairs in your magazine building, and you have 10 minutes to get me down."

She didn't allow me to say "yes" or "no", so she put down the phone, as if I was her puppy who came when she called and went away when she waved.

I looked down from the window and saw a quiet red Ferrari parked on the side of the road opposite the company building.

Strange, why is she looking for me?
No way, Han Jinger will point a gun at my head and ask me to give Cheng Yiming back to her—no matter how stupid Han Jinger is, she will probably know that even if I am willing to let go, Cheng Yiming refuses to look back, it will not help.

Because I'm not the only woman in the world, am I?

There are many women who want to be Cheng Yiming.As long as he wanted to, he would run to the street and whistle, and basket after basket of young and beautiful women would rush up, squash the door of his house, throwing themselves into their arms.Without me, Su Lala, there will be Huang Lala and Chen Lala.

I went down.

It's not that I'm afraid of Han Jing'er—why should I be afraid of her?How amazing is the eldest lady of the Han Corporation?Besides Monkey Sun, who else jumped out of the cracks in the rocks?She came out of her mother's belly, why didn't I come out of my mother's belly?

I'm just worried that Han Jing'er will be "on the spur of the moment" and run to the magazine office to make trouble. After all, if I want to work in the magazine office, I have to maintain a positive image anyway.

Arriving in front of Han Jing'er's red Ferrari, Han Jing'er rolled down the car window, didn't even look at me, but said in a commanding tone: "Get in the car"——even saving the address.

I opened the car door and sat in.

Han Jing'er in the car was wearing a pair of big black pants, but she couldn't hide her haggard look.She still didn't look at me, her voice was cold: "Sulala, listen to me, Cheng Yiming doesn't love you."

"I know." I said.

"Do you know why you still marry him?" Han Jing'er questioned.

"Because I love him!" I said.

"Why do you love him?" Han Jing'er's voice was aggressive.

"Because I am a woman." I was not intimidated by her aura, I said: "It is only natural for a woman to fall in love with a man."

"Are you worthy?" Han Jing'er was very disdainful.

I can't help feeling angry.I, Su Lala, am not someone who is bullied casually. Which garlic is Han Jinger?At the moment, I said lightly: "Whether I am worthy or not, I don't need other people's approval—especially, I don't need your approval. This is a matter between me and Cheng Yiming. Cheng Yiming thinks I am worthy, and I think I am worthy. Then I am worthy!"

Han Jing'er finally turned her head around and stared at me.

Han Jing'er's big black super mask covered one-third of her face. Through the big black super lens, I vaguely saw a pair of her eyes flashing a vicious anger.This anger, I wish I could turn into two flying knives, rush out of Da Heichao's lens, and split me in half.

I was stared at with horror, and I wanted to turn my face away, but think about it, why should I avoid it?I didn't break the law, I didn't steal, I didn't rob, I didn't kill or set fire, at most I took advantage of it, and I took a man who was not wanted by others as a treasure.So I also looked at Han Jing'er with a gentleman's candid gaze.

The two just looked at each other.

It seems that the two little beasts, in the silence before the decisive battle, are ready to go.

After a long, long time, Han Jing'er snorted coldly, looked away, and asked: "Su Lala, let me ask you, are those photos your masterpieces? Are you trying to Married to Cheng Yiming, so you deliberately sent me those photos to make me misunderstand him, right?"

photo?

Oh, by the way, those stills that are not suitable for children.

My voice is still faint: "Why should I do this?"

Han Jing'er sneered: "The purpose of you doing this is to make me and Cheng Yiming fall out, and then you will benefit from it. Su Lala, don't think that I don't know that the woman in the photo is Fang Zisu. Don't think that I don't know, you and that starlet Fang Zisu have been friends for many years."

I said: "I'm not Zhuge Liang, I can do such a clever calculation. Even if I can predict that you will refuse to marry because of those photos, I can't predict that Cheng Yiming met me on the street and proposed to me."

I said, why not?

Cheng Yiming married me, but it was just a momentary thought.

Han Jing'er was still staring at me, she said through gritted teeth: "I will have someone investigate! Su Lala, if I know that you did this, I will definitely not forgive you."

I smiled slightly: "What if I didn't do it?"

Han Jing'er didn't answer, but said: "Su Lala, you can get out! Get out! I don't want to see you for a second!"

When Han Jing'er said "Get lost", she gritted her teeth and looked disgusted, as if I was her sworn enemy—of course, in her eyes, I and her were enemies.

I "rolled", just got out of the car, and before I could stand on my heels, the cold and quiet Ferrari had already "swish", and flew away at a lightning speed.

I looked at the faraway Ferrari and shrugged.

It's hard for Cheng Yiming to endure such an arrogant woman for so many years.

I'm not afraid of Han Jing'er's investigation, I'm a human being and I'm not afraid of crooked shadows.I'm even curious - I also want to know, who doesn't want Cheng Yiming to marry Han Jing'er?What is the purpose?
Needless to say, I became a fisherman—the fisherman who says "the snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman wins".

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(End of this chapter)