C139 Why Didn't You Recognize Me?
C139 Why Didn't You Recognize Me?
His face was handsome and handsome, but his way of doing things made people tremble in fear.
"What, you don't like it?" The man's magnetic voice suddenly slipped out, mixed with displeasure.
Xiong Miao shivered and came back to her senses. "I'll sign!"
She quickly signed her name on the last page where she accepted the judge.
Zhan Yeling wanted to give her Su Clan. If she said no, it might cause even more trouble.
She had no choice but to sign the contract with his oppressive aura.
Seeing her sign so straightforwardly, Zhan Yeling was very satisfied.
It seemed that she liked this gift.
"Xiong Miao, have you thought about what happened before?" He suddenly said.
He took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket. With a click, the lighter lit up and lit up the cigarette. He elegantly took a puff. In an instant, smoke filled the air.
His handsome face appeared blurry under the green smoke. It was so unclear, just like the current situation.
It made Xiong Miao think that she was dreaming.
This was the first time she saw him smoke.
She used to think that he didn't smoke.
This man was too unpredictable, too deep, and mysterious.
She would never be able to see him clearly. If she followed him blindly, she would be sucked into an endless black hole. There was no end to her nightmare.
"I have considered Director Zhan. I don't want to get married yet. So, sorry... " She tactfully refused.
It wasn't that she didn't want to give the children a complete home.
It was that Zhan Yeling was too crafty and full of schemes.
He drew a pancake for Su Hongyi and made him think that he had obtained heaven. In fact, it was asking him to go to hell.
And this time, what if he also drew a pancake for her?
Make her agree to marry him, and then wait for her with even crueler methods?
Zhan Yeling had just obtained all the rights of Zhan family, which was to obtain the entire world, and become the king of power in the Imperial Capital.
Many women, socialites, aristocrats, and aristocrats were all rushing to marry him. They were all scrambling to marry him.
A woman who had become the king of power, this kind of good thing, did not belong to an ordinary and impoverished person like Xiong Miao.
Zhan Yeling's hand, which was holding the cigarette, paused for a moment and returned to normal in the blink of an eye.
The deep eyes that were surrounded by the smoke made it hard to see the emotions.
Xiong Miao stared at him cautiously, thinking that he was going to get angry. She was also prepared to bear his fury.
He suddenly got up. She was so scared that she shrank her body and held her head with both hands.
The expected coldness did not come. She let go of her hands and turned her head. She saw him walk to the entrance of the coffee shop with the document in his hand.
"I'll give you time."
A deep and magnetic voice fell.
He strode forward with long legs and quickly walked away.
Xiong Miao let out a sigh of relief.
"Miss, that was Zhan Yeling just now. He was handsome, rich, and powerful! Is he proposing to you? " The waiter who had been watching the show for a long time came up and asked excitedly.
Xiong Miao pursed her lips and did not say anything.
"My God, why did you reject him? That is something that many people dream of." The waiter had a pained expression, as if she was the one who had missed Zhan Yeling.
Xiong Miao only forced a smile at her, paid the money, and left.
When they returned home, Aunt Soong had not slept yet.
"Xiong Miao, who is that person? He looks like he is very rich." Aunt Soong asked. She could tell that the clothes that man was wearing were very expensive.
"The father of the children." Xiong Miao said.
"What? Then why didn't you recognize him?" Aunt Soong was puzzled.