[MTL]Super Three-child Dad: Sign In To Become the Richest Man(Part 1)

Chapter 71: she is mine

Talk, talk!

Fool!

Su Muxuefang's heart beats, looking forward to it.

Su Muxue's eyes were as bright as stars under the street lamp.

Jiang Han was a little flustered.

The heart seemed to have been hit by some kind of force, and it flooded and swelled quickly, and couldn't wait to burst out.

He almost said it.

Say that, Mom, let's become a family.

As soon as the words came to her lips, Su Muxue over there spoke first: "Jiang Han, are you okay?"

The street lights fainted.

Jiang Han saw Su Muxue's beautiful face with luster.

return!

Why is it still?

Jiang Han's sensitive heart stabbed fiercely.

As if pouring cold water on his head, he instantly calmed down.

Is she annoying me?

"Damn, am I crazy?"

Jiang Han cursed secretly.

"Oh!"

"Forgot to remind you, don't forget to transfer the fare to me and drive twenty!"

"Good night, President Su!"

Jiang Han turned on a speaker for fear that she could not hear clearly.

He must pretend not to care about her.

Yes, she owed herself and her children for three years.

To like it, she should like herself first.

Jiang Han, she doesn't like you, she is aloof, she is the proud President Su!

Even if you work hard, she will not like you Jiang Han!

Don't be humble, don't fall.

really.

The faint shy smile hidden in Su Muxue's face completely died on her face.

"hateful!"

"This idiot, stood there for a long time, just to ask me for the fare."

"Is he crazy? A scumbag!"

Su Muxue's heart was as cold as ice, and she stepped into the villa quickly without looking back.

She walked decisively.

Jiang Han's heart stung again.

When she entered the villa, he turned the corner, sat down by the flower bed, and lit a cigarette bitterly.

The child's mother is really monolithic.

The love song that was 100% devoted, the lover didn't feel it at all, just remembering his sloppy Cantonese pronunciation.

Finally, I look forward to looking back, and you have a good night, warm and warm.

As a result, they said coldly, are you still okay?

Is this wishing him to disappear, or worrying that he would follow up in the house and do something?

I'm really like a wife in my own house, and a stranger when I leave the house.

Forced, he had to resort to driving fees to hurt each other and get some face back.

Why!

According to the dog-blood drama, the beautiful scene of tonight's good day is so sensational, why shouldn't there be any sparks?