Chapter 132 Mrs. President

  Since meeting Xiao Jiuhan for the first time, he has never seen him talking so much to himself.

  Fu Ronglan felt strange. He felt that in just a few days, the person in front of him seemed to be getting more and more greedy and obsessed with money.

  It was like, the white moonlight he saw for the first time suddenly shone into Qian's eyes.

  The desolate situation of the Xiao family really forced him to this point?

  Xiao Jiuhan's moist lips are still moving: "As long as Master Rong agrees to cooperate, then you and I will both benefit. For you, the 49% is completely picked up for nothing."

   As she spoke, she thought of something and stopped suddenly.

  Fu Ronglan looked at her and laughed lowly: "Why don't you say anything?"

   The laughter was almost pampering, with irresistible magic, it got into her ears.

  Xiao Jiuhan's heart trembled, and the tips of her ears turned pink.

  As if she had made some decision, she solemnly raised her eyes and looked at Fu Ronglan: "As long as you agree to cooperate, I can guarantee that no matter whether it is Jiang Yan or Wang Zhiyao, I will never get close again."

  You Fu Ronglan likes whomever you like, and you can hang out with any woman you like. At worst, I will hide far away, and I won't fight you, and I won't give you a cuckold.

   You should be satisfied with this, right?

  Before she saw Fu Ronglan, she always pestered her because of women's problems, and he seemed to mind this kind of thing very much.

   Sure enough, Fu Ronglan didn't see much reaction after she had said such a long speech before, but now when she heard her assurance, her deep purple eyes suddenly froze, almost, almost shining!

   Could it be that the stronger a man is, the more he cares about such things?

   Then in the future, is she going to investigate all the women that Fu Ronglan has a crush on, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble?

  Fu Ronglan is in a good mood, really good.

  He suddenly hooked Xiao Jiuhan's waiter's bow tie with a finger, and pulled her closer: "We'll wait until you get the 51%."

  So, he agreed?

  Until he was released from the cubicle, Xiao Jiuhan's biggest thought was: Sure enough, the boss's women are not allowed to touch him!

   But what about her clothes?

  She looked back at Fu Ronglan: "Where's the waiter?"

  Fu Ronglan came out of the cubicle, straightened the wrinkles on the suit, and said casually: "You don't need to worry about this."

  He is an employee of the Fu family, so she doesn't bother to care, what she wants is her own clothes.

  Fu Ronglan sized her up, and said in a calm tone: "Don't wear other people's clothes casually in the future."

   Then, he seems to be texting someone on his phone.

   Not long after, there was a knock on the door outside the bathroom.

"Come in."

  The hotel manager opened the door with a bag in his hand. After entering, he first looked at Xiao Jiuhan, more enthusiastic than his own big boss.

   "President Xiao, here are your clothes."

  The manager is troubled by a problem. This woman is called the proprietress, or the wife of the president. What should this man be called? The proprietress is not right, called Mrs. President?

Oh, this Mr. Xiao, no, the wife of the president is really a good-looking talent. This face, this figure, and this temperament are really not comparable to those vulgar fans. Standing with their president, one is domineering and the other is cold. Perfect match!

   No wonder the president is getting more and more bent!

  Xiao Jiuhan found that the coat she had put on Wang Zhiyao before was also inside.

   "Get out." Fu Ronglan noticed that the manager's eyes kept peeking at Xiao Jiuhan, and pushed him away.

"yes!"

  Xiao Jiuhan looked at the back of the manager going out, and couldn't help frowning.

  Why does this man look at her so strangely?

  (end of this chapter)