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

Chapter 648 What kind of man did she marry

An Yan showed an apologetic smile to Ding Hao.

"By the way, Qin Shu may want to ask you about something. Call her back when you are free."

"Whenever I have time, I'll call Special Assistant Qin right now!"

Ding Hao felt like he was being pardoned by An Yan's words. He walked away without saying a word and even closed the door very considerately.

As for the big boss's expression, he didn't even look at it.

Anyway, he listened to his wife and did what he said. Madam had her own way of calming down the angry Lion King.

In the overly large office, only the husband and wife were left looking at each other across the table.

An Yan is wearing a white women's suit and stiletto heels. She looks fresh, capable, delicate and delicate.

A pair of bright and moist eyes looked at the man with "I'm angry" written all over his face with a smile, and walked over and tugged on his sleeves.

"Honey, are you really angry?"

"Oh, your company was smashed and your reputation was smeared. What should I be angry about? I was just meddling in other people's business."

Zhan Mochen snorted coldly, clenched and unclenched his slender fingers, and resisted the urge to pull the person into his arms.

Hold it back, don't bow down to this heartless little woman easily, you must make her realize the seriousness of the matter!
But it is easy to make this determination, but difficult to achieve it.

An Yan didn't say much. She leaned over and hugged the man's solid and broad shoulders, gently kissed his thin lips, and tilted her head to smile at him.

"Are you really angry? You really don't want to talk to me anymore? Forget it, I'll leave first."

After An Yan finished speaking with a smile, she made no further moves, straightened up and turned around to leave.

"return!"

An Yan had just taken two steps out when there was a low shout from behind and a strong arm stretched out.

The next moment, the world was spinning, and she was hugged fiercely by the man, and she was covered with overwhelming kisses.

An Yan didn't refuse, she raised her hand and climbed up to the man's neck, approaching him.

I don't know how long it took before this long and fierce kiss came to an end.

An Yan only felt a burning pain on her lips. She lay in the man's solid embrace and vaguely remembered that this smelly man seemed to have bitten her twice on purpose just now.

Zhan Mochen's breath was also a little unsteady, and there was a violent rolling in his throat. He hugged the little woman's soft body tightly, not daring to move.

The air that was stuck in his chest was gone, but his whole body seemed to be even more unhappy.

After a while, he lowered his head and looked deeply at An Yan, his eyes dark: "Shall we go to the bedroom to have a good chat?"

"No nonsense, let's talk business."

An Yan tugged on Zhan Mochen's tie and gently bit his perfectly curved jaw: "Why don't you answer my call?"

"Don't move!"

After just this moment, Zhan Mochen's self-control almost collapsed.

He pinched the little woman's slender waist tightly, suppressing his anger, which was both angry and ridiculous.

This little woman always knows where his Achilles' heel is, and can always pinch his seven inches accurately. She is sure that no matter how angry he is, he will not do anything to her.

But she didn't seem to realize where she was wrong.

Zhan Mochen's voice was a little colder: "You still have the nerve to ask me why I'm angry? That woman went to your company to cause trouble yesterday, why didn't you tell me?"

"I...it's just a small thing. I don't want you to worry."

An Yan lowered her head and explained in a low voice: "I thought Zhang Yao just wanted to blackmail me, but I didn't expect that she would spread rumors."

"So? The result of not wanting me to worry is that I worry more."

Zhan Mochen lowered his eyes slightly and couldn't see An Yan's expression clearly. He could only see her long eyelashes like crow feathers trembling.

Zhan Mochen thought she was sad, so his tone couldn't help but soften.

"Ding Hao has found out. That woman squandered all the compensation we gave her, and then she set her sights on you. If she doesn't get the money, she will definitely not give up. I'll have her thrown out of the imperial capital. , it’s all over, what can’t you bear to do?”

"It's not that I can't bear it, I just feel that I am also responsible for her getting to this point."

Although An Yan did not compromise with Zhang Yao, deep down in her heart, An Yan always blamed herself.She didn't inject the poison, but the meal was indeed given to her.

So Zhanyi only offered 270 million yuan in compensation last time, but she made the decision and gave an extra 100 million yuan.

I just didn't expect that Zhang Yao would actually use the compensation money to speculate in stocks, and finally got desperate and tried to take advantage of her again.

An Yan thought for a while and discussed with Zhan Mochen.

"She brought it upon herself this time, but she was definitely implicated by me when she was poisoned by food. Can we cancel it out? I won't help her anymore, and you don't have to worry about her. Can you let her fend for herself?"

"Fend for yourself?" Zhan Mochen said helplessly: "Do you understand that you are letting the tiger return to the mountain?"

"She's not even a paper tiger. She's just a sick cat at most. You're the big tiger. With you, the tiger king, no one dares to move." An Yan glanced at him with an irritated look.

Zhan Mochen's Adam's apple rolled up and down. The little woman teased him again and again, and he really couldn't bear it anymore.

An Yan saw that Zhan Mochen didn't look right, and felt a hint of danger approaching. She quickly calmed down and got down to business.

"Zhang Yao has no ability to survive now and no money. If she wants to spread rumors to smear me in the future, no one will be willing to help her. It's miserable enough for her to fall into this situation. Since she can no longer pose any threat to me, there will be no It is necessary to kill her to death."

After An Yan finished speaking, Zhan Mochen stared at her without speaking.

He looked deeply at the little woman's delicate and beautiful face, feeling both fond and angry at the same time.

After going through so many things, the little woman is still so simple and soft-hearted.

What made him even more angry was that he couldn't bear to disobey her request.

The self-control and reason that he was proud of were completely defeated in front of the clear eyes of the little woman.

For a long time, Zhan Mochen lowered his head, touched An Yan's forehead, and sighed helplessly.

"Okay, I promise you, I won't hold her accountable and let her fend for herself."

Simplicity, kindness, and soft-heartedness are all part of Yan Yan's inner background.

As long as he protects her well, he will always keep her safe and sound.

but……

"You want to plead for that woman, and I agree. How are you going to repay me?"

Zhan Mochen kissed An Yan's earlobe and reminded in a hoarse voice.

An Yan subconsciously wanted to break away from his arms, stood up and ran away: "It's getting late, I have to go back to the company for a meeting..."

"What could be more important than me? I'm still angry. You have to coax your man, do you understand?"

Zhan Mochen reached for her phone faster than An Yan, threw it aside along with the bag she put on the table, picked her up and strode towards the bedroom.

"There are no more clothes for me in the bedroom, please stop making trouble!"

An Yan's face turned red and she tried her best to find excuses.

All he got was a low smile from Zhan Mochen: "I'll be gentler this time, don't worry."

It was already afternoon when An Yan was carried out of the Zhanyi Group by Zhan Mochen.

Important phone calls were answered in that bedroom, and lunch was ordered and delivered by Ding Hao.

Facing the ambiguous looks from Zhanyi Group employees, An Yan was so ashamed that she wanted to die.

If given the chance, she would definitely demolish that bedroom!

A good office, with the same bedroom as the bed!

Zhan Mochen carried An Yan to the parking lot and stuffed her into the passenger seat.

An Yan glared at him: "Go away, I'll go back by myself!"

"Are you sure you can step on the accelerator?"

Zhan Mochen glanced at An Yan's still weak legs with a half-smile, full of teasing.

An Yan: ...

What kind of man did she marry?
(End of this chapter)