Chapter 632 She Is Mine

No powerful ethnic group can escape the road of marriage on the road to self-improvement. The three emperors and five emperors have been the same since ancient times, and this is still the case in modern times.

It was only then that Qin Qing understood why all the banquets were full of young men.

With a clang, the knife and fork that was cut on the steak touched the plate, which seemed extremely abrupt in the well-mannered dining process.

Fan Hong half-raised his eyelids and looked at the source of the voice, his eyes were full of scheming and deep sarcasm.

'Don't act rashly. '

Qin Qing made a gesture secretly, her gaze met the man's eyes sunken behind the mask, and after a brief meeting, she staggered away without a trace, and when she saw the man put down the knife and fork, she let go of the napkin she was holding in her hand, Standing up without moving.

"This is my daughter, Fan Yunyue."

When the sound of Fan Hong's introduction fell, everyone saw only a slender figure of water color falling into the bright light, and everyone couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

The girl wore a water-colored long dress that reached to the floor. The soft gauze wrapped her graceful and tall figure. The diamond necklace dotted around her heart set off her slender and fair neck. Zhang Qingcheng's stunning face. Her facial features are extremely beautiful, just like the ancient women standing at the bridgehead in the Jiangshan River Village in March, she is full of elegance and elegance, just standing there, she is as beautiful as a picture scroll.

The classical beauty of China has always been loved by foreigners, and the girl in front of her just happened to interpret this beauty to the extreme.

"It's so beautiful. Ms. Fan is simply the muse in men's hearts. Whoever can own her will have the dream of all men in the world." Hans the white man got up, raised his glass to the girl from afar, and took the lead to show kindly.

Nutland has always looked down on the developing China, and even yellow skin is regarded as inferior.

Hans is in a high position, so naturally there are countless children of high-ranking officials waiting for him to choose, but today he is willing to give up his interests just to have this unparalleled girl.

"Mr. Hans is right. Ms. Fan is a rare treasure in the world. I am willing to be loyal to you in the name of my wife." In addition to the lofty status of the white people in this field, some monarchs of foreign countries also have a role that cannot be underestimated. power, like the prince from Saudi Arabia in front of me.

He is in his early twenties and will soon succeed his father as the ruler of a country whose wealth is immeasurable in the oil-rich region.

But in Saudi Arabia, polygamy is practiced.

"Thank you, Prince, for your sincerity to my daughter. I think your sincerity will move the gods." Fan Hong gave a salute, throwing an olive branch to her as if he had forgotten the system.

Qin Qing stood on the sidelines and watched all this coldly, with a dim and unclear look in his eyes.

"Yunyue, I'd rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. I believe you know better than me what the casino needs. Dad is getting old, and the road ahead will only help you here." Fan Hong turned around and handed the ring to Qin Qing In his hands, the old face was full of kindness, as if doing all this was for Qin Qing's good.

In the end, I still don’t forget to mention her. It’s best not to provoke someone in power who can’t be controlled easily like Hans of the Nut Country. It’s best to choose a small country with strong financial resources. Policies have some say.

"You've really thought it through." Qin Qing played with the exquisite and shining diamond ring in her palm. At this time, more than half of the people in the field had expressed their willingness to accept the proposal of marriage and marry anyone at will. The city can get better development in the future, and even she can spend the rest of her life without worrying about food and clothing. However, she raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Do you think I will accept being someone else's concubine?"

Little wife is a term in Macau, which refers to the second, grandma or mistress. Although they have a reputation, they still have to serve a husband with other women in the end.

"There are also single men here, Yunyue, do you think that if you follow Fred, he won't have other women in the future? Silly boy, the richer a man is, the more he wants. He only treats you It’s a bargaining chip, even if you get it, you won’t cherish it.” Fan Hong thought that she was obsessed with the man she committed herself to before, and while sighing, he advised her, “Forget about him, everything you have in the future will be much more than what you have now. Many. You don't even need to agree to this marriage, but you must have a good relationship with these people, just like me marrying a few women other than your mother, this is a necessary sacrifice for being the head of the Fan family."

The hint in Fan Hong's words made Qin Qing completely disgusted.

"Hehe, in the future you want the world to see me as a gambling king or a courtesan?" Qin Qing's questioning was sharp and sharp, like a knife showing its sharpness.

"I forbid you to say that." Fan Hong's complexion changed, and his tone sank, "This is just a business method. I will teach you how to arrange it in private, and no one will find out. Your future, He is the supreme king of this gambling city."

king? Who cares for the king obtained by climbing into the beds of these ministers, a throne that is lower than the cheapest female branch daughter.

"Sorry, I can't accept your proposal." Qin Qing nodded slightly, put the ring back on the tray, then turned to face the crowd, and was about to speak.

"What are you going to do, Yunyue, do you know what the occasion is?" Fan Hong held her back, and warned in a low voice, "Every year Macau spends countless expenses on these people in order to get asylum from all sides. Don't let me down."

The old man's sharp eyes like a falcon were fixed on her body, and the moment their eyes met, they fought silently with swords and swords.

During the stalemate, a figure stood up from the chair in the middle of the long table, and the chair slammed on the marble floor, causing many people on the table to look sideways.

A white mask caught everyone's eyes. The man stood tall, his tall figure made it hard to distinguish his race, and the nobility exuded from his gestures was no less than that of any high-ranking official present.

And he walked to the front of the long table, and pulled the girl from Fan Hong's hand, his voice was indifferent, like thousands of miles of ice, but he said loudly, "I will marry her."

I marry her.

These three words hit the glamorous floor and echoed in the mid-air of the hall for a long time. Then the man put his arms around the girl's waist very possessively, and announced to everyone in a deep voice: "She is mine!" people."

Throwing these two sentences coldly, he turned around and left with the girl in his arms, so fast that Fan Hong had no time to react.

"What's going on here?" Ambassador Hans took off the napkin first, showing his dissatisfaction. This made Fan Hong, who wanted to prevent the two from leaving, had no choice but to stay and clean up the mess.