Dear president, love first

Yan Zhui's face changed slightly, and there was a bit of unwillingness in his eyes: "I...Mom, do you also think that I can't compare to Yan Jiyun with my own strength, and I have to marry a rich lady to go home?"

Shen Rong sighed faintly, with obvious pain and sadness in her eyes: "Son, you haven't seen it clearly enough... Do you think that being in a wealthy family like the Yan family, relying on your own strength is enough? If you want to sit in that seat, your other half, so to speak, can play a considerable role. Think about it, if Yan Jiyun married the daughter of an ordinary family, and you married President Deng's daughter, you say, the overall Who will win in terms of strength? What your grandfather values ​​is the long-term development of the family. For him, as long as which house can support the big responsibility, that house is the favorite in his eyes. If you and your future wife are Together, your grandfather will definitely pay more attention to our house. Huangpu Bank has an unfathomable background and strong financial resources. Remember, when you go to the dinner next week, you must find a way to get close to President Deng. daughter."

Shen Rong's body was weak, and after speaking, she became more and more out of breath.

Yan Zhui really wanted to say something more, but when he saw his mother panting heavily and looking in expectant eyes, his heart softened again... Forget it, his mother said that because she was too nervous about him.He just needs to agree to it first, and whether he will actually do it is another matter.

"Mom, I see...it's getting late, let me help you go in and rest."

Shen Rong was relieved to hear that Yan Zhui agreed so readily, but she would not know that her son already had a figure of concern in her heart...

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The first ray of light in the morning light shines softly in front of the bed through the gaps in the curtains, making the skin of the little person on the bed more crystal clear. On the muscular body, the originally pure and fresh face actually showed a little bit of coquettishness because of the storm last night.The slightly pouting lips are obviously swollen from being kissed by a certain man, and there are some pink marks on her snow-white neck, these are all his masterpieces...

"Hmm..." Shui Han opened her eyes in a daze, and what caught her sight was the man's honey-colored chest, firm and clean, sexy and charming, she couldn't help swallowing a big mouthful of saliva...

After being dazed for a few seconds, Shui Han blinked her eyelids, woke up suddenly, looked up, and saw a sleeping face, wasn't it Yan Jiyun?

Shui Han's first reaction should be to slap him, because he broke his promise last night.He clearly said that he would not touch her, but in the end he ate her all over, and she is still sore all over.However, Shui Han stared at his sleeping face like a child, somehow her heart became extremely soft, and she was inexplicably a little sour...

At this moment, he was sleeping soundly, his incomparably handsome face faded away from his coldness, leaving only defenseless innocence, the faintly visible shallow arc at the corner of his mouth was so beautiful that it took one's breath away, and one couldn't bear to disturb him with a sound.

What touched Shui Han the most was that he slept with her in his arms, and his arm was just below her neck... So, he slept with his hand all night?

Waking up in his arms this morning, it was the first time since Shuihan's mother left that she felt that she was not alone... Whether Shuihan was shocked or angry, there was a real feeling that couldn't go away—his Hugs, so warm, and her long-lost sense of security...

【Dear ones, only collection can make Qianqian feel safe`(*n_n*)′】