Cupid Always Misses... Him - Chapter 150

[150. Chapter 150 I didn’t expect you to be such a president 4.19]

lost his face, but he quickly took the red envelope and put it in his pocket.

The mouth is not soft.

“Fiancée~ Your mother must be very satisfied with liking that girl, and that girl is indeed beautiful and polite.”

Lou Mingfan’s expression changed, and he hurriedly went out with two more red envelopes.

The person being pursued is jealous and angry.

How to do?

The answer must be coaxing.

Luo Mio’s movements were neatly put away, and her expression was slightly relieved.

“It’s just the president, you can’t be uninterested in being a person, and you have to give people hope. That would be unkind.” There

was a lovely red color in front of him.

Luo Mio accepted it without changing her expression, feeling a little better again.

“Although you rejected it outright, sometimes others don’t take it seriously. This should be resolved as soon as possible, so as not to leave hidden dangers.”

That being said, in fact, he had no hope at all. solve.

Otherwise, it will not be a peach blossom.

Lou Mingfan didn’t understand the deep meaning of it, only thought that Luo Mio was jealous.

I am delighted.

The action of giving red envelopes is also swish.

Quick Luo Mio’s bag couldn’t hold it.

Looking at the few red envelopes in my hand, I was confused.

Isn’t this, a little too much?

System: ‘Host, have you finally found out with your conscience? ‘

Luo Mio: “…”

No, I just don’t think it’s easy to put it away, wrapping it in a red envelope is superfluous.

It’s not that I hate too much money.

“Cough cough… Then what, President, you haven’t solved the peach blossom yet, pay more attention.”

After he finished speaking dryly, the soles of his feet slipped away.

He is still too shallow at the moment and doesn’t know how to resolve it.

It can only be done so far.

He had to go back and think about himself.

This Peach Blossom Tribulation has just passed, and it has not faded, but has become more intense.

Hey.

Heartache.

Lou Mingfan stood on the spot with pursed lips, looking gloomy.

Not to Luo Mio.

But to two unrelated people who came before.

It’s really good to see him being jealous, and I can understand that he also has him in his heart.

Can have an impact.

He turned around and took the phone on the table and dialed it for his mother.

‘Hello, the number you dialed is currently on the phone, please try again later…’

He hung up the phone with a blank expression.

After thinking for a while, he took the jacket next to him and walked out quickly.

He’s going home.

“One, two, three, four …

twenty-three, twenty-four… fifty-two, fifty-three… sixty-six.”

“!!!”

Mom, there are actually six Sixteen red-red Mao grandpas.

No wonder he couldn’t even pack it.

Luo Mio stared at the stack of small coins neatly placed on the table with round eyes.

If this is combined with what I received a few days ago.

Rough calculations, he actually earned more than 10,000 in the past five days.

! ! !

good…

good…

Incredible!

It’s so easy!

This…

Luo Mio was a little incoherent with excitement.

His salary is only 3,000 a month, but now it is more than 10,000 a week.

I want to quit my job every minute, what should I do?

The coveted banknotes have an excellent feel to the touch, nothing compares to them.

The two little people in the mind are fighting ideologically.

The fair and righteous condemnation of the little cutie in white and golden light cannot be so slack.

Not to be speculative.

The little devil in black clothes and black light contemptuously complained about the villain in white clothes, short-sighted, rigid and inflexible.

Then, without a word, he choked up.

Luo Mio lay dizzy on the table, holding the money in both hands.

For a while, I felt that the little cutie in white was right, and for a while I felt that the little devil in black was right.

Until the crisp bell interrupted.

He took out his cell phone in disbelief, and an unfamiliar number came into view.

(End of this chapter)