Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 546 The temptation from the male god

Late at night, when the banquet was over, a group of people gathered around Zhan Mochen and his family and got into the car and watched them leave.

The surroundings finally became completely quiet. An Yan breathed a sigh of relief and looked out the window quietly, saying nothing the whole time.

After arriving home, the three little ones were already asleep. Zhan Mochen held one in each hand, and the servant also held one, and sent the three little ones back to the room to sleep.

An Yan washed and changed her clothes quietly, then got directly into the quilt.

Not long after, Zhan Mochen finished washing and lay down.

Lifting the corner of the quilt, Zhan Mochen turned An Yan's face, stared at her carefully for a while, and then kissed her carefully: "Why are you unhappy?"

"How can you see that I am unhappy?"

An Yan let him kiss her sullenly, without any intention of responding.

Zhan Mochen was startled for a moment, and his deep voice was a bit flattering: "Then you ignored me all the way just now. Aren't you angry?"

"You know why I'm angry?"

The light from the bedside lamp was very soft, but An Yan's bright eyes were bright and compelling.

Zhan Mochen hugged An Yan and turned over, leaning on the bedside, holding the little woman in his arms, thinking for a while, then lowered his head and rubbed her forehead.

"Is it because I took you to the party?"

"That's it."

The man's gentleness and affection healed An Yan's inner unhappiness very well.

She lay on Zhan Mochen's broad and solid chest and tapped her fingers mercilessly.

"Master Zhan, I won't accompany you to this kind of entertainment in the future. You have to go alone. I don't like this kind of occasion."

Surprise and confusion flashed in Zhan Mochen's eyes: "But I remember that you often had to socialize before. Do you not like my performance tonight?"

"Well, it's high-profile and flamboyant. I feel very embarrassed."

After all, everyone is an adult with a mouth, and An Yan doesn't want to engage in guesswork and directly show her cards with the man.

"So that's what you really wanted to do."

Zhan Mochen couldn't help laughing, his chest shook slightly, and he rubbed An Yan's head. It was funny but he didn't know what to say.

He thought for a while and explained to An Yan.

"I know you never like those who flatter you, but you are my woman, and we are already married. You are my legitimate wife. I don't want you and your children to suffer any further grievances."

"Tonight I just want to use this occasion and those people's mouths to let more people know about you and know that the three little ones are just my children and that you are the wife I hold dear to my heart, so that there won't be any more in the future. People dare to neglect you."

"But I don't need you to do this."

An Yan withdrew from Zhan Mochen's arms, stared into his eyes seriously, and retorted word by word.

"Zhan Mochen, I can gain respect from others on my own, but I don't need and don't want to rely on the title of Mrs. Zhan to gain other people's false feelings."

"So what if it's false? What I want is that you and the children will not be wronged in any way in the future, and there is no need to look at anyone's face."

Zhan Mochen looked at the little woman's stubborn and beautiful face.

Even the slightly furrowed brows and bright eyes filled with anger fascinate him so much.

He loved the little woman's strength and independence, but he didn't want her to be so stubborn.

It's a pity that he really has no temper at all in front of the woman he loves.

Zhan Mochen had no choice but to gently press the person into his arms again.

"I am your husband, and it is natural for you to rely on me. What is mine is yours, and you are not allowed to think like this again."

"Zhan Mochen, why do you mean whatever you say..." An Yan tried to protest.

But Zhan Mochen, the overbearing CEO, would never listen to her excuse. He hugged An Yan and lay down, then turned off the bedside lamp: "Don't talk anymore, go to sleep."

An Yan: ...

This stinky man really makes people more and more speechless.

But she was really tired and didn't want to debate with Zhan Mochen anymore about a topic that had no standard answer.She talked so much that even she herself was shaken for a moment, suspecting that she was a bad woman who didn't know what to do.

Even though she has taken advantage of her husband, she still insists on finding trouble to make things happen.

But she would never lie down.

An Yan found a comfortable sleeping position in Zhan Mochen's arms and closed her eyes, silently making up her mind.

She must rely on herself in the future. One day, she will let those people know who "An Yan" is again!
The next day.

When she woke up, An Yan had completely adjusted her mentality, resurrected with full blood, and plunged into work.

Less than half a day later, the number of calls in Yu Fei's office area was almost blocked.

Zhan Mochen's high-profile show of affection last night had obviously worked. Anyone with some property in the imperial capital wanted to come to An Yan to sell it.

It would be good if the family's industry could be related to Yu Fei's business, but if it was not related, it would have to be done forcefully.

An Yan initially answered a few calls in person out of politeness, but later left them directly to the assistants.

It was the first time for the assistants to face such a hot scene where all the people in the imperial capital wanted to cooperate with them, and they were at a loss to ask An Yan for instructions.

"Then shall we agree to their request for cooperation?"

"They only call to explore the way. If they have specific business, leave it to the sales department. If there is no specific business, just leave their contact information."

An Yan ordered her assistant and quickly handled the work at hand, missing Qin Shu very much in her heart.

I don’t know how Qin Shu’s love affair is going.

It seems that Qin Shu still has to train a few more capable assistants. She can't let a girl in her prime work overtime in the company every day, right?
An Yan was as busy as a spinning top, while Bai Shao was focused on "harassing" Song Jing.

Early in the morning, under the guidance of the servant at home, Bai Shao made a love breakfast and gave it to Song Jing.

After Song Jing returned to the imperial capital, he did not go back to live with the Song family. He stayed in the house in Zeyu Community.

Bai Shao walked upstairs and knocked on the door. It took a while for the door to open.

"Brother Song, I made this love breakfast with my own hands!"

Bai Shao smiled brightly and raised the millet porridge and steamed dumplings in her hands.

Song Jing had just come out of the bathroom, with water dripping from her shiny black hair and a bath towel wrapped around her waist.

It was like getting up and going straight to the bathroom. Halfway through taking a shower, I was still not quite awake and was in a dazed state.

Yingting's eyebrows were slightly lowered, with a slight surprise, and his clear eyes were like an ignorant child who had completely lowered his guard.

But his tight and perfect muscle lines could not be ignored by Bai Shao, and the pure and lustful scent of male hormones hit his face.

Bai Shao's mouth was dry and she quickly lowered her head, but it happened to meet Song Jing's thin waist.

The sharply defined eight-pack abs and the faintly visible mermaid lines made Bai Shao blush instantly and her heart beat.

Bai Shao struggled to move her eyes away, trying her best to get rid of the chaotic memories that suddenly surged up.

After all, she had personally experienced how explosive these muscles were.

Looking further, she will not be able to resist the temptation of this abstinent male god!
Bai Shao tried her best to suppress the heat on her cheeks, blushed and pushed past Song Jing, pretending to be calm and walked to the kitchen.

"Brother Song, did you stay up late again last night? I told you not to stay up late, but you just didn't listen!"

When passing by the living room, Bai Shao glanced at the beer cans on the coffee table and the bright computer screen. He quickly forced himself to divert his attention and began to mutter something.

In fact, my mind was still completely confused and I had no idea what I was talking about.

Song Jing let the girl talk, silently turned around and walked back to the living room, lowering his head and glancing at his naked upper body.

He was just used to living alone. He really didn't mean to open the door dressed like this, and he wasn't afraid of being looked at.

In fact, he inexplicably liked the look in her eyes just now.

But...she has no idea at all?

(End of this chapter)