Next, An Ran was completely ignored by Nie Qingyu, and she stood there completely ignored.
He Wenli walked into the president's office with his daughter who had just turned eighteen years old, and kept saying good things to Nie Qingyu humbly: "Mr. Nie, this is Wenwen. This child has the same personality as her mother, and is very gentle and considerate. If you are right
If she is still satisfied, just keep her..."
He Wenwen indeed has a charming face that seduces all sentient beings. She is like a vixen who accidentally fell into the world. Men can't help but be fascinated by her as long as they take one look at her.
An Ran's eyes widened and she looked at the farce in front of her in disbelief. In front of her, someone was giving a woman to Nie Qingyu openly and openly.
Nie Qingyu looked at He Wenwen with interest, raised the corners of his lips, and said to He Wenli calmly: "I remember she was born to your mistress outside."
He Wenli was slightly embarrassed and explained: "Her mother died early, and I took her home when she was six or seven years old. My first wife has been raising her. This child has been docile and well-educated since she was a child. She is definitely not like those outside."
Hu Meizi can be compared."
Nie Qingyu looked at He Wenwen with a picky eye and asked, "Have you ever served a man before?"
He Wenwen's white jade-like face suddenly turned red, she lowered her head and whispered: "No... I have just grown up."
"Master Nie, she is absolutely pure and pure. I have held her in the palm of my hand and raised her to such a big size, and her brother also protects her like a treasure. Even if she is not as good as a lady from aristocratic families, she is at least a rich lady. If it is a waste of money, how can I dare to give it away?
Give it to Mr. Nie!" He Wenli said all his good words with a smile on his face, with only one purpose, which was to persuade Nie Qingyu to accept his daughter.
An Ran finally remembered! Bao Yuanqing told her that He Yifeng's father was He Wenli, a well-known local real estate builder.
The world is so small!
She vaguely heard about the bankruptcy of the He family's company, but she didn't expect that the He family had fallen to such a low point that they wanted to sacrifice their daughter to Nie Qingyu in order to survive.
Nie Qingyu moved his uninterested gaze away from He Wenwen's face, and gently tapped the armrest of the chair with his long, bamboo-like jade-bone fingers.
He was obviously thinking about whether to keep this "tribute". But his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at An Ran who was stuck in the same place, seeming to be sarcastic, demonstrative and provocative.
An Ran didn't even want to look at him anymore, and turned away with a sneer. He could do whatever he wanted, no one could control him anyway.
He Wenli was still "selling" hard, listing all the "advantages" of his daughter in a voracious manner, as if if Nie Qingyu missed it, it would be equivalent to missing a priceless treasure.
"Okay, I'll stay!" Nie Qingyu suddenly interrupted He Wenli's eloquence.
The surprise came so quickly that He Wenli was so excited that he almost cried. He almost wanted to kneel in front of Nie Qingyu to thank him for his kindness. He quickly pushed his daughter towards Nie Qingyu and told her: "From now on, you will be Mr. Nie's."
Yes! You listen to whatever he says, and you will never allow the slightest disobedience. Serve Master Nie well, and if he is satisfied with you, it will be a blessing to our He family!"
He Wenwen shyly walked towards Nie Qingyu, always with her head half bowed, standing next to him, looking like a well-behaved person who was willing to take whatever he wanted.
Seeing that Nie Qingyu did not reject He Wenwen's approach, He Wenli finally let out a long breath. He said goodbye at the right time: "Master Nie, let my little girl serve you, I won't disturb you..."
As he spoke, he walked out. But after walking a few steps, he finally noticed someone else in the president's office - a young woman!
"Master Nie, this young lady is..." He Wenli suddenly became vigilant and had a bad feeling - someone might have gotten there first and had already given Nie Qingyu a woman.
Nie Qingyu glanced at An Ran and said lightly: "Oh, she is similar to your daughter. She also warms my bed."
An Ran glared at him fiercely. Although she no longer had any hope in him, she still felt sad at this moment. How could he treat her to such an extent, after all, they were married.
"Oh, that's it! Haha, Mr. Nie is so blessed." He Wenli laughed obscenely twice, and then left knowingly, not disturbing Nie Qingyu's enjoyment of everyone's happiness.
In front of An Ran, Nie Qingyu hooked his fingers at He Wenwen, gesturing for her to come closer.
He Wenwen immediately knelt at his feet and put her little white jade hands on his knees. "Master Nie, let me rub your legs."
"Well, I'm quite sensible." Nie Qingyu closed his eyes slightly and enjoyed the girl's gentle massage with her slender fingers.
An Ran felt that there was no need to continue making light bulbs here, so she walked straight to the door.
"Stop!" Nie Qingyu was not willing to let her go, so he stopped her in a cold voice.
An Ran ignored him and continued to walk to the door. He stretched out his hand to pull the door lock but it didn't move. It was already locked.
She banged the door angrily and shouted: "Open the door and let me out!"
He Wenwen, who was kneeling at Nie Qingyu's feet, was finally attracted by An Ran, and looked at the noisy woman with some surprise. "Master Nie, who... is this?"
Just now Nie Qingyu said that this woman, like He Wenwen, was a "tribute" sent by others. But how could this "tribute" have such a bad temper? He Wenwen was very surprised.
Nie Qingyu sneered and asked, "You don't know her?"
"Do I know her?" He Wenwen blinked her watery eyes, as if she didn't understand.
Nie Qingyu pointed at An Ran who was making a fuss at the door, and said to He Wenwen: "The goddess your eldest brother once pursued passionately, An Ran, a musician in the Qingquan Band."
The noise suddenly fell silent. An Ran stopped banging on the door. She turned around, pressed her back against the door panel, and stared at Nie Qingyu fiercely, her chest heaving violently.
"Ah," He Wenwen let out a short cry, covered her mouth with her delicate jade hands, and said in surprise: "It turns out to be her!"
The arrogance in Nie Qingyu's eyes became more and more obvious, and he smiled evilly: "Now we know each other! I almost became your sister-in-law!"
He Wenwen couldn't help but glance at An Ran again when she heard the words, a trace of jealousy flashed through her watery eyes. However, the emotion of disgust was fleeting, and was soon replaced by surprise and innocence. "My eldest brother can't possibly have the guts to compete with Mr. Nie.
Women, he definitely doesn't know about it. Some women are obviously famous and married, but they like to pretend to be single outside, which leads to misunderstandings. Mr. Nie, don't blame my brother wrongly."
The implication is that He Yifeng had unreasonable thoughts about An Ran, which was all the result of An Ran deliberately seducing him.
An Ran looked at He Wenwen coldly. This charming little beauty was just like her brother He Yifeng... just as unreasonable!
"Ms. He, your father just praised you for being knowledgeable and reasonable! But like your brother, you like to shirk responsibility no matter what happens. The bad things belong to others, and the good things belong to you. Does this really fit in with the image of a wealthy lady that your father boasts about?