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Chapter Eighteen Who Is He

Kang Yufei didn't take the little episode of her birth last night. In fact, she has seen many "stinky men" like Ouyang Yiming who thinks that money is great in recent years. Especially after she became famous, she would find some men who think that there are a few bad money, which are great in every week, trying every means to give things and invite meals...

Of course, what is more important is that she didn't expect Ouyang Yiming to have such close contact with her, and she never thought that the domineering "stinky man" would be her son's father.

The reason why she left Chenhai City was to avoid all kinds of intents, but she never dreamed that this intent would still be encountered by her.

When she saw the dazzling red rose in the office, she let her assistant deal with it without even looking at it.

"Sister Fei, I think you can open a flower shop without any money."

Kang Yufei smiled charmingly and said, "Good idea, then you open a flower shop and I will invest in it."

"Good idea, I'll also invest... Ouyang... Yiming - Wow, Feifei, this Ouyang Yiming is not an Ouyang Yiming, right?" Another female colleague Liu Qian picked up the card in the flower and suddenly screamed.

"Which?" Kang Yufei was stunned, turned around and looked at Liu Qian who was screaming.

"Which one? Kang Yufei, aren't you? If this Ouyang Yiming is really that Ouyang Yiming, then you're fine. He is a diamond bachelor, the tall and handsome among the tall and rich and handsome. Those movie stars are simply comparing and they will immediately become a scumbag..."

"So what?" Kang Yufei frowned slightly. After Liu Qian screamed, she seemed to have a little impression.

"So what? Kang Yufei, is it really that Ouyang Yiming? Last year, the top tenth in Forbes' global rich rankings..."

Kang Yufei twitched the corners of her mouth, and she turned around and said lightly: "I don't know."

"Sister Feifei, how can you not know? The flowers are all delivered. Tell me, is it the rich Ouyang Yiming that Sister Qianqian mentioned?" Li Yanhong's eyes lit up at night, and she suddenly surrounded her.

"Yanhong, although I am the host, I am not responsible for the financial channel. This--" Kang Yufei swept her eyes at Liu Qian, and said with a mouth: "You should ask Miss Liu Qian for a person like this on the rich list."

Although she said this, Kang Yufei's brain began to check like a computer, thinking to herself, "Don't be the old man on the rich list." She has neither the luxury of marrying into a wealthy family nor the ambition to make headlines. She is very satisfied with her little life now.

"Feifei, tell me quickly, is it any of them?" Liu Qian also came up with great interest.

"Two beauties, please let me go. I really don't know who you are talking about. Maybe you gave the wrong flower." Kang Yufei said, picking up today's program list, determined not to pay attention to these two beauties who are weak when they hear the rich.

"Wait, see if it's him?" Liu Qian said and handed over the phone.

I wanted to pass it perfunctorily, but the cold face that dominated the entire screen... was really familiar. It seemed that I met Mr. Ouyang at the auction last night. No wonder 60 million people didn't blink their eyes.

"Is it him? Is it really him, Sister Feifei? If so..."

Kang Yufei shook decisively, "No, I don't know this Mr. Ouyang."
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