MTL - CEO Above, Me Below-Chapter 36 Miyao is in her early life

"what"

Several waiters screamed and looked at the scene in horror.

Because the people who live in the port of heaven are high-ranking people, the waiter did not dare to blame the little thoughts, just asked, "Miss, are these all for you?"

Damage to so many rich people are not lost.

When Xiao Nian stood there, he did not move.

She is not afraid to do wrong things, not afraid of embarrassment, but she does not want to be in front of Mu Qianchu.

But Mu Qianchu did not want her as she wished, he watched this scene.

At this time, he walked forward and pointed to the plate of the butterfly love pattern on the ground. At this moment, it has broken into several pieces. "How much is this plate?"

"250000."

The waiter quoted the price.

A plate of 250,000, the broken plate in this place is not to compensate for millions.

When Xiao Nian’s body is more rigid.

Mu Qianchu looked at her coldly, her face was pale, and she couldn't afford a small cartoonist.

"I will pay for you. Don't let me see you again from now on. Don't harass me and the whistle. This is the money that you lost." Mu Qianchu said to take the wallet out of his pocket and take out a black one. The card is handed to the waiter.

This is to buy the money you disappeared.

She has done so many things for the memory of the past, and she got the end of his disappearance with money.

"I have nothing to do with you, please leave."

When Xiao Nian stopped his movements.

Mu Qianchu sneered sneerly. "These plates can't afford to draw a lifetime of comics. Smart, you should ask me now."

"That is my business." When Xiao Nian greeted him, his eyes were proud. "I was entangled in you, it was my business; I gave up and it was my business, I have never been with you, I don't need you to use it." Buy money."

Receiving his money is an insult to the memories of the past.

This is her last pride in the face of Mu Qianchu.

She gave up and gave up beautiful, not because of what money.

Mu Qianchu was stunned by her eyes, so she took up her wallet and said coldly. "Well, if you go to jail for this, it will also make me clean."

After that, Mu Qian did not return to the beginning.

Leaving a piece of shards and a long-lost moment.

When Mu Qianchu first left, the waiters only saw that the woman who couldn’t afford to pay for it was suddenly excited.

"You have a poor ghost to visit the porcelain gallery, your brain is sick."

"Hurry up to lose money, pay, I counted, almost two million, and quickly lost money."

"Why don't you say a word, if you don't talk, I will call the police."

"Do you know that you will hurt us and even lose your job?"

""

When Xiao Nian stood there, looking at the figure that was getting farther and farther away from the beginning, the two people were pushed to the wall by the two waiters, and she was very hurt.

But she did not have a bit of strength to resist.

The waiter saw it more hysterically, cursing and tearing the clothes of Xiao Nian, trying to get a bank card from her.

Someone is on the alarm.

When Xiao Nian was indifferent, she couldn’t afford it, she could only go to jail.

"You see me like this woman. Listening to Mr. Mu’s tone, you certainly haven’t entangled him and loved vanity. I don’t want to take care of Mr. Mu’s.”

"That is, Mr. Mu's fiancee is a flute, and people are big stars. Look at what you have."

"You don't have to give the whistle shoes."

"That is, Mr. Mu is not blinding, you think that you can catch up with you when you chase the port of heaven."

This sentence deeply stimulated the time.

Mr. Mu is not blinding, what are you counting?

Mr. Mu is not blinding, what are you counting?

"Miyao."

When I kept silent, I suddenly opened my mouth.

The waiter who was about to pull off her sweater stopped the curse, stopped the action, and screamed, "What do you say?"

"Miyao."

When Xiao Nian looked at the waiters who had circled her in front of her, one word at a time, "Miyao will pay for me, I can pay you."

""

Everyone was stupid.

On the other side, Tianzhigang is a building with a floor, and at the end is an oversized mansion of nearly 1,200 square meters.

Mu Qianchu came in from the outside, waiting for the maid at the door to take out the slippers immediately, bowing his head and respectfully, "Young Master, you are back."

"Ok."

Mu Qianchu faintly responded, put on slippers, and walked in the direction of the living room.

The living room was refurbished, like the Western Palace. This is the requirement of the whistle. She likes to be treated like a princess.

The news is being broadcast on the big screen of the TV.

In the middle of the living room, the whistle is wearing a black yoga costume to practice on the blanket, spit it up slowly, and the two slender legs are like water snakes, posing various difficult movements.

"You are all pregnant, don't do this."

Mu Qianchu took off his suit and handed it to the maid. He crouched down beside the flute and said softly.

"I am afraid of being out of shape and you will dislike me."

The flute sits on the blanket, and the sad eyes are beautiful.

"How come, we have to get married, think about what." Mu Qianchu reached out and touched her head, then went to the sofa to sit down and took out the wallet and set aside.

Wallet.

I don't know how it happened now, whether it was twisted to the police station, how a girl stayed in that place.

It’s really stubborn.

At that time, he was given a soft sentence and he would not see death.

I found that I was thinking when I was thinking, and I was so excited.

"I can still think about something, don't forget, there is a sister in the middle of us." The flute stood up from the blanket and sat beside him, snuggling into his arms.

She also mentioned the time.

"She is never in our midst."

Mu Qianchu was cold and fluent, and reached out to ring her delicate body.

Seeing him so indifferent, when the flute is happy, but still complaining with a spoiled mouth, "Why not, she has been entangled with you since you recovered your vision, all six years."

Men are most afraid of women stalking, she always mentions, Mu Qianchu will be more disgusted with the time.

Hearing words, Mu Qianchu’s face had no expression, and he was slightly squatting, looking at the ground without a focal length.

Six years

For the first time, he heard the first reaction of this number is not disgusting, but thinking, when Xiao Nian actually persisted for six years.

"Time flute."

"Well," the whistle should be sweet.

"Before, before I lost my memory, I was not as good as she said," said Mu Qianchu, looking at the woman in her arms.

Otherwise, how can a woman persist for six years.

Hearing the words, the smile on the face of the flute suddenly froze, almost looking at Mu Qianchu with fear. "Why did you start to feel different about her? Is it how you would ask such a question? She has been Lying, ok, even if you were so good before, how do you want to be with her?"

She grabbed the shirt on his chest.

When Mu Qianchu noticed her nervousness, she couldn’t help but smile. "Where do you want to go, I only love you."

"Really"

Shi Di sincerely fears.

"Time flute, you are not such a person who is not confident." Mu Qianchu stared at her pretty face.

"My sister has been entangled with you for so many years, how can I be confident?" said the flute, his eyes suffocating and he looked at him with fear, and he was pitiful.

"A fool."

Mu Qianchu chuckled and lowered her face to her lips. "Don't think about it, it will affect the baby in your stomach."

"Ok."

The flute snorted and endured his kiss, and a pair of thin arms slowly climbed over his neck and sat down on him, making it difficult to kiss.

The voice of the news on the TV is a special report on the prison environment. The wet and cold is the most used word.

""

Mu Qianchu listened, the kiss's movement was slightly stiff, and the flute quickly kissed him and slammed him.

The servants saw the situation and retired, leaving them to leave a private space.

Porcelain gallery

Several global limited-edition business vehicles slowly entered the port of heaven and stopped in front of the porcelain gallery.

The bodyguards quickly got off the bus.

Gongou pushed the car door and got off the car. He walked into the porcelain gallery with no expression. When he turned his head, he saw the little thoughts standing on the side of the wall. She lowered her head, her clothes were messy, and she had long hair tied up. Distracted, at a glance, know what kind of treatment.

When Xiao Nian stood by the wall, raised his pale face and saw a face of Gong Tie Tieqing not far away.

""

She stunned.

How did he come in person.

She called the Germans to borrow money. How can Miyao come, he should not have a meeting at the head office?

"Mr. Gong"

Several waiters recognized Gongao and immediately moved forward charmingly.

Miyagami didn't look at them at a glance. When she walked, she looked at her thoughts. The slender hand grabbed her wrist and held it tightly. "Who did you get this?"

"Please borrow"

"I am asking you, who is you who made this body?" Gong Ou looked at her gloomyly. "Don't talk nonsense with me."

Who else is not obvious?

When Xiao Nian looked up and looked at the waiters, the waiters suddenly became scared.

What is the character of Gongou, and everyone who knows the news knows.

Gong Ou turned his face, and the twilight swept over the faces, and the lips suddenly evoked. "Good."

When he finished, he jerked his leg and slammed it to the wooden frame in front of him.

Just listening to a burst of crisp sound, but also a burst of porcelain sound.

"砸"

Gong Ouyin opened coldly.

Immediately after the bodyguards heard the words spread out in the store, all the wooden frames, wooden cabinets were pushed down, and all the porcelain pieces were crushed.

The waiter screamed and was scared into a ball.

When you "what are you doing," Xiao Nian looked at Gong Ou in a wrong way.

She is looking for him to borrow money, not for him to destroy.

"You give me a shut up, a woman who has no interest, even this little thing can't make it." Gong Ou stunned her with a disappointment, his eyes were like arrows.

""

When Xiao Nian’s wrist was hurt by him.

In a short while, the art gallery of the Porcelain Gallery became a sea of ​​debris.

When I was watching, I couldn’t estimate the value in my mind.

It should be a high price.

"Young master, you are finished." The bodyguards bowed their heads.

“Calling the boss of the Porcelain Gallery, he said that his waiter had smashed his shop.” Miyau made a fuss, his face was cold and his face was dark and dark.