After that night, I was pregnant with the billionaire president's child

Chapter 1671 Meng Qiao - Junhang Special

Junhang drove with one hand and lit a cigarette with the other.

Meng Qiao raised her hand and fanned her nose, then coughed again.

Junhang turned his head and glanced at Meng Qiao, "I only smoked this one on the way."

Meng Qiao said: "I didn't say I wouldn't let you smoke."

Junhang took another sip.

Meng Qiao added: "Besides, you are the boss. I am just a hitchhiker. How dare I make demands? Just go ahead and hit me."

Meng Qiao took out a wet tissue and held it in front of Junhang, "Uncle, please dust off the cigarette ashes."

Junhang glared at Meng Qiao and put out his cigarette, "I don't smoke anymore. After all, this body belongs to me."

Meng Qiao smiled and said, "There are many people who smoke and live to be a hundred years old, and there are also people who choked to death while eating."

Junhang turned around and glanced at Meng Qiao, "Woman, can you please say something in my favor?"

Meng Qiao turned to look at Jun Hang, "I see, Miss Teng never agrees with you."

Junhang: "Be careful or I'll kick you out! Don't mention her anymore."

"Hahaha." Meng Qiao laughed a few times, "It turns out that Mr. Zhou has also been ignored before."

"Shut up." Junhang glared at Meng Qiao again.

Meng Qiao said, "I'm off work too. If you want me to act, you have to pay me more."

Junhang turned around and glanced at Meng Qiao, "Why do you love money so much?"

"Mr. Zhou, we are exchanging equal value. No one is doing charity here."

"Tsk!" Jun Hang sneered, "I don't need you to hold me up. I'll treat you to a meal."

Meng Qiao sat up straight and said calmly, "I'm losing weight."

“Pfft——” Junhang laughed, “You are so thin that you look malnourished, and you are still trying to lose weight? If I didn’t know, I would think you couldn’t afford to eat.”

Meng Qiao gave Jun Hang a cold look, "You know shit, this is skinny beauty."

Junhang laughed again and said, "Do you want to eat hot pot?"

Meng Qiao pursed her lips and said, "Do you want to treat me or go Dutch? If you treat me, I'll eat Little Sheep. If we go Dutch, we'll eat Malatang."

Junhang glanced at Meng Qiao coldly, "Who are you looking down on?"

"That's fine." Meng Qiao said, "Little Fat Sheep."

Junhang drove the car directly to Xiao Fei Yang.

Junhang has his own private room here.

He sat down like a big shot.

Meng Qiao was still admiring the decoration of the private room.

Junhang said: "You've never seen such a luxurious decoration, right?"

Meng Qiao glanced at Jun Hang and sat down. "Mr. Zhou, even if you don't show off, I know you are rich."

"My dear, let me show you off for real."

Junhang said as he looked at the menu and ordered the most expensive dish.

Meng Qiao saw that there were also imported crabs.

The signature dish, "Little Fat Lamb on the Grassland", costs two hundred and eighty yuan per plate.

Zhou Junhang ordered ten dishes in one go.

"Hey, you ordered so much that you can't finish it all." Meng Qiao reminded quickly.

Zhou Junhang said: "There's not much on a plate, I finished it in a few bites."

I saw Meng Qiao’s frightened look on her face.

Zhou Junhang said, "I'm treating you, don't be afraid, just eat as much as you can."

"..." Meng Qiao didn't say anything and let Zhou Ershao fly for a while.

The hot pot started cooking quickly.

A rich aroma wafts through the rising hot air.

While eating, Junhang took out a card and threw it to Meng Qiao.

Meng Qiao asked: "What?"

Junhang said: "Little Sheep's gold card. I'm giving it to you as a reward."

Meng Qiao pushed the card to Junhang and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou Er. I am a content person. I just want to take advantage of a little bit. If I take too much, I am afraid I will not be able to get away."

Zhou Junhang looked Meng Qiao up coldly and said, "You are too thin. I don't like you."

Meng Qiao gritted her teeth.

Zhou Junhang pushed the card in front of Meng Qiao again, "Take this card and pay the bill later. After this meal, there probably won't be much left. Use it to treat your friends, classmates, and family to a meal."

Meng Qiao picked up the card and looked at it. "You said you didn't have much money left after this meal, but you still want me to treat so many people to dinner?"

Zhou Junhang pointed to the boiling pot and said, "Eat, you talk too much."

Meng Qiao lowered her head and started eating without saying anything else.

Suddenly, Zhou Junhang started talking again, but Meng Qiao interrupted him, "Eat, you talk too much!"

"Hahaha." Zhou Junhang laughed. He looked at Meng Qiao and said, "Meng Qiao, how about we give it a try?"

"Try what?" Meng Qiao asked in confusion.

"Let's fall in love." Zhou Junhang said.

Meng Qiao glared at Zhou Junhang fiercely and lowered his head to eat meat.

Zhou Junhang said: "What's wrong? Aren't my conditions good enough? Where can you find a boyfriend as good as me?"

Meng Qiao swallowed the meat in her mouth and said:

"I can act, but if it comes to real life, I have to be very serious. I won't be a substitute for others, I will just be myself."

Zhou Junhang moved his lips and was about to speak when Meng Qiao said:

"What Miss Teng said is very right. I also hope that you can be responsible for yourself and others."

Zhou Junhang was about to speak when Meng Qiao pointed at the boiling pot and said, "Eat quickly, the meat is overcooked. Stop talking."

Zhou Junhang didn't say anything else. He just watched Meng Qiao eating hot pot quietly.

Meng Qiao is quite pretty.

After they finished eating, Zhou Junhang said:

"Since you don't agree to be my girlfriend, I won't take you home. You go back by yourself. I'm leaving first. Oh, and take the card to pay the bill."

Meng Qiao watched Zhou Junhang leave.

She took the card to pay.

The manager said, "Master Zhou, bring your friends to eat for free."

"Free?" Meng Qiao was very surprised. The dishes they ordered were all very expensive. So it's free?

Not only did the manager not let them pay, he also gave them a small gift, "This is a gift from Little Sheep. Welcome to come next time."

Meng Qiao handed the card over and asked, "Can you show me how much money is left on this card?"

"Sure. Please wait a moment." The manager was very polite. He handed the card to Meng Qiao for inspection and then handed it to her with both hands. "Miss, here is another 100,000 yuan."

"One hundred thousand yuan?!" Meng Qiao was so frightened that she almost stumbled.

The manager smiled and said, "Not much. Welcome to come next time. Take care."