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C-novel: The CEO’s Pregnant Wife (总裁的孕妻) 8.2

The CEO’s Pregnant Wife

Chapter 8

Part 2

(Two)

tcpw 8 part 1“Just done signing the work contract, I remember your Fast Food Restaurant is nearby so that I coming here.” Jun Si Que looking at this Restaurant, the decoration style such simple, lucid and lively, it well-fit with her character.

“But how can you know this address?”

“Every time you sending fast food, the lunch box printed the address.”

 Fang Yi Ran speechless, moreover the restaurant’s staffs are gossiper so she could not continue her words.

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“Sir, may I know what is your surname?” One of the staff boldly asked.

“Surname Jun.” Jun Si Que is quite cooperative answered.

“Are you coming for Sister Fang?”

“You can say so.”

“Then your relationship with our Sister Fang is…..” when asking this question, everyone perked their ears up, afraid as if going to miss out something.

“I am pursuing her.” He composedly said.

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All the staffs are stared with wide open eyes, their eyes cast a glance to Fang Yi Ran as if said she is having a dog shit luck.

Actually the one who being gotten advantage by unfair way is her! Fang Yi Ran stroking her nose, pulling Jun Si Que aside, “Why are you looking for me?”

“Just want to see you, that’s all.” He answered.

Alright, the reason quite well-received by her.

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“What is this?” Jun Si Que’s eyes cast a glance to the magazine which put on the table, naturally he has spotted a hundred riddle questions.

“Guessing a riddle, if all the question is answer right, send it to the publisher, can get a reward.” She explained.

He looked at the prize mentioned on the below, “Do you have interest with Zebra, this kind of toy?”

“My son, he likes to collect these toys. Every times when the magazine published, he will force me to do this hundred riddle questions and change it with the toy.” Pity her two times she answering the riddle, during night time when she slept she even dreamt about the riddles.

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“Oh? You are treating him well.” He said in a deep voice.

“Of course, he is my son!” also her most precious treasure.

“And how about me?” His voice sounded little bit jealous, a pair of eyes narrowed up.

Dangerous!

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She gave brilliant smile, under his invincible ‘thread’, buttered up: “You are my boyfriend, aren’t you!”

“Good if you know it.” He with doting gesture touch her nose tip, that pressured atmosphere suddenly just disappeared, “You hand me over the pen.”

“What do you want to do with a pen?” she dumbfounded hand over a pen to him.

Followed by Jun Si Que who randomly pulled a chair to sit, while the pen quickly dancing on the magazine, answered one by one the riddle question, his speed simply to say alike someone who has familiarized with the answer, only by one glance reading the question, he has been already writing the answers.

While all the people who surrounded, all of them had gone dumbfounded ahead.

Fang Yi Ran gulping her saliva, at the moment when Jun Si Que wrote the last answer, with extremely ‘guilty’ she asked him: “These riddles, have you done it before?”

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“Never.”

“Then, how can you answer it so fast?”

“How can’t I? These questions are so easy.”

“Easy?”

“It can be said that third grade student must be able to answer it.” Of course, he is using himself as standard.

“…………..” Fang Yi Ran wanted to spit her saliva. These questions, if asking her to do it, at least she must do it about three days and three nights, is it because her IQ too low or his IQ too high?

“Sister Fang, Your boyfriend is so awesome.” One of her staff heaved a sigh.

While the other two female staffs, curiously asked Jun Si Que: “We think you are familiar, may ask you, are you coming from entertainment circle?”

Without waiting for Jun Si Que to answer, suddenly a loud voice sounded in front of the restaurant door in front: “Ah, Jun Group’s Jun Si Que?”

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10 thoughts on “C-novel: The CEO’s Pregnant Wife (总裁的孕妻) 8.2

  1. I’m enjoying reading this, but i can’t chapter 8.1. There’s no link in the index and i went through every post between 7.4 and this one, and I checked the tags. I’m guessing you reposted with edits and it got lost. It would be great if you could update the index when you get a chance. Thanks!

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