Although Chen Feng had objections, he didn't dare to speak out. He could only remind him by insinuating, lest his husband be plotted against.

"By the way, sir, should lawyer Huang draft the prenuptial agreement, or should lawyer Chen draft it?"

Ming Sui frowned, turned his head to look at the bright sunshine outside the window, his mood widened, his heart warmed, "There is no need for a prenuptial agreement."

In this life, once you marry him, don't think about leaving.

As for the family property, if you can destroy Song Lin's Zuiyue and Zuisheng, and give Song Lin more than 2 trillion yuan, will you care about money?She clearly only cares about her little noodle stall!

Mingsui hung up the phone, changed his phone number, and continued to call Qi Yuan, but this time he turned off the phone directly.

On the other side, Qi Yuan jumped off the tricycle and looked at the old man sitting on the ground expressionlessly, dressed in low-key and simple but full of energy.

"Touch porcelain?"

The old man blinked and sat cross-legged on the ground, "Little girl, look at the tire marks on my pants, how could I touch porcelain? You hit me!"

Qi Yuan pointed to his pitiful three-wheeled tire, "The imprints are different in size, yours was made by a car tire, and mine is a small tire."

The old man didn't buy it, he patted his thigh, very clearly organized, "You fucked me, if you don't want to make a fuss, just treat me to a bowl of noodles!"

Qi Yuan: "..."

Touch porcelain in the new era?
Qi Yuan took a look at the old man, "Yes."

Just practice first.

The old man happily stood up and waited for Qi Yuan to make the noodles. Twelve minutes later, Qi Yuan brought the bowl of noodles to the old man.

The old man looked at the dark face, breathing black air, he was a little helpless, "Little girl, you used to scoop up Po Meng's soup in the underworld, right?"

This color is an authentic underworld color!
"New product."

Qi Yuan threw out two words concisely.

The old man nodded, feeling a little emotional, "It's still you young people who can make troubles!"

As he spoke, the old man picked up the noodles and put them in his mouth, his face wrinkled instantly, he bit off the noodles, and just as he was about to speak, the small tricycle in front of him drove out quickly.

The old man didn't understand, but in the end, the city management who was driving a car suddenly appeared in front of him, the old man understood, then nodded, heartbroken, "We must catch that little girl, no matter how difficult life is, we can't harm others!"

The old man was holding the noodles in his hands, and was about to throw them into the trash can when his face suddenly changed, "This is...medicinal noodles?"

Qi Yuan drove the small three-wheeler, turned around and turned, and finally got rid of the urban management. He was just about to take out his mobile phone, but when he checked the time, he found that the mobile phone had been thrown away.

Qi Yuan hurried back to look for the phone, even if it was broken, he had to find it, some things in it, ahem, couldn't be found.

In particular, she wrote a small composition in color in the memo.

All day, I made a bowl of noodles, didn't earn a penny, and almost lost my innocence.

When Qi Yuan returned to Shuiyun Bay, he only felt tired.

night.

restaurant.

Qi Yuan made soup for Ming Sui as usual, and Ming Sui drank it very happily.

Ming Sui saw that Qi Yuan was eating food coherently, and he didn't even suspect that the food he cooked was drugged again, and his heart was full of sorrow and joy, which was very complicated.

Don't people become cautious after suffering losses?Why doesn't this guy have a long memory at all?
"Aren't you worried that I will continue to take medicine?"

Ming Sui struggled again and again, and asked, he really wanted to know what she was thinking.

"Why worry? I have nothing to lose."

Qi Yuan rest assured to bite down a small steak, the meat is tender, the fire is just right, and the seasoning is just right.

Ming Sui: "..."

It's true that you can't think about her according to the thinking of a normal person. Generally speaking, it is assumed that girls suffer in this regard, and she is different.

He even suspected that she thought he had suffered.

Ming then skipped this topic and thought of the real daughter who came back from the Bai family. He remembered that she mentioned it last night, and he arranged for someone to investigate today, and found that this real daughter did have something, she was not an ordinary person.

"The Bai family is going to hold a recognition banquet, do you want to go and have fun?"

Just as Qi Yuan was about to refuse, he suddenly thought of Song Lin, "Bring Song Lin."

This time, she matched up on the spot, but she didn't believe that the preordained attractiveness of the hero and heroine, coupled with her assists, made her look down on her.

Song Lin quickly recognize what liking is, and don't provoke her and Ming Sui all day long.

While waiting for the Bai family's banquet, Qi Yuan researched a lot of new products, but they sold a bowl of them every day, and the business was... bleak.

In the end, Qi Yuan still bowed her head to the reality, and she found that in the video, those who can earn more than [-] a month from a small business are all lies!big liar!

Regarding this, the system remained silent, and the data showed that, apart from being tired, it is not a problem for a snack business to make more than [-] yuan a month. Of course, this data is for food stalls with good taste.

The Bai family's banquet arrived as scheduled, and many celebrities gathered, not because of the Bai family's face, but because the two giants of Ningcheng——Song Lin and Ming Sui, both asked the Bai family for a banquet invitation.

Everyone knows that the third master and Mr. Ming will not come in person for the grade of the Bai family. This time, if they can ask for it in person, I'm afraid... the real daughter of the Bai family is quite capable!
Everyone has their own thoughts, but they have a common goal. They want to meet this real daughter who makes the two giants rush to see her, and see what charm she has. Could it be that she is a peerless beauty?

The Bai family's banquet was extremely lively.

Qi Yuan pulled the white shirt and jeans on his body, looked at Ming Sui who was playing mobile games with a lollipop in his mouth, "It's time to go down."

Although it's not very formal, she didn't intend to go into the banquet hall to match the hero and heroine, and she wanted to be in a place where no one was...

Ming Sui leaned halfway, his eyes focused, and he said perfunctorily, "Right away."

Qi Yuan: "..."

When did he unlock the game addiction?
She wants to punch him.

Qi Yuan tugged at Mingsui's sleeve, watched helplessly as a huge word 'Failure' appeared on the phone page, and fell silent for two seconds, "It's time to go down."

She didn't mean to.

Really.

Ming Sui resignedly put away his phone, smiled and put his arms around Qi Yuan's shoulders, "You let me fail in the game, are you going to compensate me?"

"Do not."

"It's good to agree, and don't run around for a while, and don't go to see Song Lin."

"Do not."

"Just promise, let's go."

Qi Yuan turned her head and looked at Ming Sui talking to herself. She hardened her fist and was about to make a move when the car door opened. She heard a man's voice complimenting Ming Sui, slightly obsequious. She stopped her hands. Outside, she should show Ming Sui some face.

Ming Sui ignored the man's compliments, got out of the car, and stretched out his hand towards Qi Yuan, with an elegant and gentlemanly gesture, and even lowered his voice deliberately, "Madam, please."

Just as Qi Yuan was about to withdraw his outstretched hand, he was grabbed by Ming Sui. The two of them tried their best, one backed up the car, the other pulled it out, and they couldn't stop.

Everyone slowed down, wanting to see who this 'madam' was. After all, it was said that Mr. Ming came here specially for the real daughter of the Bai family.

Could it be that the real daughter of the Bai family is the one in the car?
Isn't the third master... a step late?

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