"I think we are not suitable, really!" Qin Yehao said sincerely, "Huh? Say it again." Qi Xiaoyi narrowed his eyes and swallowed his saliva: "Look, the fortune teller said that we are destined to be incompatible. I thought about it and it was right. When my family was happy, you were an orphan, but you found a family and I lost my family. I have money and you are poor. Now I have to ask you for money..." Qi Xiaoyi watched the person in front of him open and close his mouth, licked his lips, and rushed towards him. …………………… Looking at Qin Yehao's red lips, Qi Xiaoyi said, "As the fortune teller said, just marry someone who conflicts with you. So, marry me and I will support you." What should I do? The boss proposed! Qin Yehao thought in a daze... Domineering, doting, possessive, possessive, and attacking x Silly, cute and weird feeling