Yes, she is his lover! As long as she agrees to be her lover, she can get 1 million per year! Nowadays, keeping a mistress does not require such a high price! But this woman needs money very much, doesn't she? So he gives this
More! It should be enough!
"puff……!"
Lan Ruoyi poured most of the remaining glass of orange juice on Qi Weiyu's head! She was very angry. She originally thought it would be some kind of job! But when she heard that she was actually asked to be his lover, she was really angry.
Don’t hit all of them! If she has a heart disease, she will be so angry that she will have a recurrence of the heart disease!
Damn it! If you become his lover, you can get 1 million a year! Damn it, what is it? Do you want to trample on her self-esteem? She also got 1 million 4 years ago and stayed with him for exactly one year.
!Today, 4 years later, he actually made this request on his own initiative...
Orange juice fell drop by drop along Qi Weiyu's hair, some dripped on his expensive suit, some dripped on the white tablecloth! Some flowed along the collar to his body! He thought he would
He was angry, thinking that he would get angry! But he didn't, when this woman treated him like this! He didn't feel angry at all! Some of it was just unbelievable!
"Lan Ruoyi, you...
"What about me? I'm already polite enough to you! Qi Weiyu, originally I thought you were still salvageable and could change! But now, you give me the feeling that you are even worse than you were three years ago.
! Even more, you have become a slave to money. You are very rich. Does having money make you great? What a thing! Do you think having money can buy everything? Wrong, I tell you that you are totally wrong! I want to
Spend 1 million to support me? Humph, I am cheap, and I will not put my own dignity at your feet and let you trample on it at will! 1 million, right? With that 1 million, you can take care of yourself better than me.
You’re a high-end prostitute! I can’t afford to enjoy your 1 million!”
Spouting out so many words at once, it would be a lie to say that she felt uncomfortable. Lan Ruoyi felt as if she had vented her anger now. She shouted out her dissatisfaction to that smelly man. It turned out to be so refreshing.
Haha! Go to hell, keep the 1 million and spend it slowly! Grabbing her bag on the table, Lan Ruoyi prepared to leave in style!