Fake Marriage To The Richest Tycoon

Bai Qianhua was in cloud nine when she saw her beloved standing there. She couldn’t wait to tell him the goods news and throw her arms around him, but when she saw him looking at Qin Zhuzhu, her happiness faded. Xu Meng’s throat felt dry and stiff all of sudden. Bai Qianhua went over and hugged his arm, called out to him lovingly, "Brother Xu, you’re here to celebrate with me. Miss Wei have chosen my design. Let’s have something to eat, okay?"

"Okay," Xu Meng said.

Qin Zhuzhu wasn’t interested in their lovey dovey acts and directly walked passed them. Xu Meng watched her stunning side profile passed him like the wind.

"Qin Zh-" he wanted to call out to her but she was gone like the breeze.

When Qin Zhuzhu was at the garage, Bai Qianhua suddenly called out to her. She sauntered over to her carrying an air of arrogance.

"Qin Zhuzhu, I hope you won’t go back on your promise. You have to do three things for me, remember?" Bai Qianhua went over to rub salt in her wound.

"I won’t go back on my words. Say it, what three things? As long as it is within my ability, then I can do it," her cold voice blew fearsome icicles at Bai Qianhua.

Hearing her tone, Bai Qianhua was a little nervous. Why doesn’t Qin Zhuzhu seem sad our worried at all? Does she have other tricks up her sleeves too?

"This one...hmm....let me think about it! When I think of one, I’ll call you. What’s your WeChat number?" Bai Qianhua decided to put on an arrogant air of authority. After all, she was the winner. She has the rights to flaunt it, right?

Qin Zhuzhu shot her an icy deep look. "You don’t deserve my WeChat number,"