Chapter 925

At this time, the fog dispersed, the morning peak was coming soon, and the business of the newsstand was very good.

Ye'er bought a newspaper and got on Jiang Zhao's car again. The car was driving slowly to residence 9. While driving, Jiang Zhao said to ye'er, "don't open the door casually when you go home. Someone rings the bell. You must look through the cat's eye before driving..."

Ye Er flipped through the newspaper, "I see, aunt Jiang ~"

Jiang Zhao's face darkened, and she thought he was wordy again“ Yunye! You owe it, don't you? "

Ye'er looked at the newspaper for a long time and didn't speak. Jiang Zhao doubted. The woman really didn't pay attention to him. Now she pulled him more and more. It was like 250000. The better she treated her, the more she didn't take him seriously. She used to yell at her, but listened to her.

Just about to roar again, he tightened his hand holding the steering wheel and wanted to breathe louder, but Ye Er suddenly opened the newspaper and stretched out in front of him, "step aside and read the newspaper."

"What newspaper do you read? I'm driving! Read it to me! " Jiang Zhao gave ye'er orders.

Ye Er's mouth was full of breath, and his cheeks were full. He stared at Jiang Zhao. He really shook the newspaper and read it, "Enlightenment from marriage seeking of fashion designer Qiu Xiaoya:"

At this point, Jiang Zhao gave a confused "hissing" sound, "huh?"

Ye Er nodded and continued, "female, 25 years old, 166 in height, looking at photos. Now she has negative assets and owes 40 million. Now she is looking for a marriage in good faith and asks a man of about 30 who can pay off his debts for me..."

"Stop! Stop reading! "

Jiang Zhao licked his lips, and he knew that Zhuang Yichen had backfired this time.

But who dares to help Qiu Xiaoya pay off her debts in Haicheng?

It is estimated that there are many people who want to help pay the 40 million debt. They are afraid that the money will come out and they can't spend it.

"Husband, didn't you say that sister Xiaoya is with Zhuang Yichen?" Ye Er is afraid that she is not sober enough. She needs to confirm with Jiang Zhao. Xiao Ya has made her private mobile phone number public and written what if you are the one ~

"Yes."

"Why did sister Ya owe so much money? She was fine a few days ago. Maybe she was in debt. Why didn't she go to Zhuang Yichen? To sell himself to pay off his debts? Did you break up with Zhuang Yichen? "

"..." Jiang Zhao really doesn't know how to answer this. No wonder others think so. Qiu Xiaoya didn't go to Zhuang Yichen. Zhuang Yichen refused to help. Isn't that a breakup? What is it

Qingfengyuan is a duplex high-rise community with a beautiful and quiet environment.

A silver streamer flew into Qingfeng garden. Today, Zhuang Yichen, not Li Yong, was driving this silver Bugatti.

The brake and accelerator are alternately controlled very well. People can't wait to avoid the car when they see it. They are afraid that they will end up at the scene of the accident if they are hit by their own bad luck.

Xiaoya is still sleeping. Her mobile phone is calling early in the morning. They all came to apply for the job. Later, she got bored and simply turned it off to silence. Anyway, she is now an unattended woman and no one works. Have a good sleep. Have a good sleep and sleep in the dark.

Zhuang Yichen took the newspaper and pushed open the door. As soon as he stepped out of the car, he slammed the door, entered the building, pressed the elevator, went upstairs and got out of the elevator.

Take out the key to open the door, but find that the door is locked from the inside! ~

He pulled the tie on his neck, clenched his fist and smashed it on the door. A deep handsome face was shrouded in cold. At this moment, it had condensed into ice.

Xiao Ya wore a nightgown. The person who smashed her door so rudely must be of no quality. Today is not a weekend. She must not be her mother.

When he got out of bed lazily and went to the living room, he said angrily, "what are you doing? Early in the morning, let people sleep? "

The door lock pressed down and found that he locked the door.

Eh? She's used to locking the door from the inside? At this time, I woke up and looked out at the cat's eyes. It was an ice face. It happened that the ice was still burning in a pair of pupils. It was really creative! Just want to ignore, turn around and continue to sleep, but hear Zhuang Yichen hit the door with his fist again, "Qiu Xiaoyao! You don't open the door now! I'll have someone take down the door right away! "

Xiaoya knows she can't provoke Zhuang Yichen, but when did this man lose his quality? And smashing the door? Still open the door?

Compromise opened the door, stood at the door, held his hands in front of his chest, and said lazily, "early in the morning, it's noisy to death. If you can't sleep, go to work!"

Zhuang Yichen smashed the newspaper in his hand on Xiaoya, and his slender eyes narrowed, "what do you mean?"

Xiaoya didn't see it either. She turned and entered the room. "Can't you see the literal meaning?"

Zhuang Yichen followed in, closed the door and locked it, "Qiu xiaodemon, you dare!"

Xiaoya fell down on the sofa, held a pillow, and ignored the man who had pressed her anger again and again, "what dare I not? It's you. Who are you? Come to mind my private affairs so early in the morning? So kind? "

Zhuang Yichen pressed over and held Xiaoya's chin. "Qiu Xiaoyao, have you forgotten who you are now?"

Xiaoya frowned with pain and couldn't get rid of it, so she let the rude man, "I'm my own man. We both said goodbye a few months ago. You said the house and gave it to me. You don't care about just two houses, but according to what I said four years ago, if I mentioned the breakup, I can't take the house, If something goes wrong in your career, you won't be able to solve it, so just give the house back to you. "

When Xiaoya spoke, there were no ups and downs. She couldn't see her excitement. In fact, she knew that she didn't want to be excited, but in the face of this man, she could only be excited in her heart. For a person who doesn't care about you, when you are excited in front of him, you just reduce your style

"Very good ~" Zhuang Yichen took a puff from the corner of his mouth and just got up. Xiaoya thought he was going to let her go, but his other hand began to tear away her nightgown. Evil smiled, but his eyebrows were cold. "Qiu Xiaoyao, I forgot to tell you that it was an agreement four years ago, but it ended when we broke up for the first time. Later, when you were loaded by me again, You have no right to choose. This relationship can only be stopped when I say stop! "

"Ah ~! Asshole, let me go! "

Jiang Zhao sends ye'er back to No. 9 residence and tells her that if she wants to take care of Xiaoya, it's not impossible to appease her. She can call Xiaoya over, but don't go out. Ye'er agrees one by one.

Jiang Zhao returned to the building. As soon as he sat down, Liu Chenggang poured him tea. Before the time of the work report, he took the shortcut, "boss, it is estimated that Yun Hongwei's case can only be released for medical treatment all the time, and there is no possibility of turnover."

Jiang Zhao just put his hand on the teacup. "But what we learned before is that he is a ghost for the dead."

Liu Cheng said calmly, "but Chen Tong asked me last night. Later, he inadvertently mentioned that Yun Hongwei gave him a sum of $7 million for 'activity funds'."

Jiang Zhao slowly put down the teacup in his hand. His eyes became deeper and deeper. He stared at Liu Cheng for a moment. There was a sound outside his words, "Liu Cheng, what have you encountered recently?"