A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

"Come on, come on, come on!"

Harsh screams came from the podium.

Liu Mengru, who was covered in jewels and jewels, hugged her fainted daughter and yelled at Shang Haotian with red eyes, "Shang Haotian, don't hurry up! Who cares what other women are doing, ah—”

Many guests rushed over in a hurry.

Someone comforted her, someone gave first aid, and someone called an ambulance.

For a while, the scene was extremely chaotic.

As for Shang Haotian, who was knocked to the ground, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Opening his mouth slightly, he hesitated to speak.But a pair of eyes were fixed on Jing Han, looking at her beautiful legs that make men madly obsessed and women envy.

Tighten down...

"Jing Han!"

Swallow saliva.

Shang Haotian's greedy eyes glanced at the fiery red high heels, slender ankles, and sexy legs...

The burgundy off-the-shoulder dress undoubtedly showed her impeccable figure.

The clear face, enchanting figure, and elegant posture are all synonymous with absolute perfection.

The beauty is thrilling!

And he wants her!

Turning over abruptly, Shang Haotian got up, and stretched out his hand to grab that coveted ankle——

"Aww—"

The screams resounded through the garden.

Everyone looked sideways.

I saw Shang Haotian's pale face trembling lips, slumped on the ground, one hand being stepped on by a sharp heel.

"Ye Jinghan, you are so crazy!"

Roaring, Shang Haotian, who had lost face in front of everyone, gritted his teeth and stared at her, his red eyes said: "You will be dragged when you become a supermodel? Ye Jinghan, don't forget, you changed your identity, but you can't change your body! Back then, you Heye man—hey, Ye Jinghan, if you dare to take one more step, I will immediately reveal all the scandals about you!"

There was an uproar.

The people around the stage looked at them with their heads slightly tilted, discussing in low voices.

The eyes are different, but they are all full of sarcasm.

How ironic!

But Bao Jinghan was not threatened by him at all, and even stepped on him as if he hadn't heard his words.

"Ye Jinghan, don't force me—"

"Forcing you?" Pausing slightly, Bao Jinghan turned around and took off his sunglasses. "Sir, you occupy a public parking lot for your wedding, which is originally a matter that affects the interests of others. But because the wedding is a happy event, I don't care about it with you. But you have said these strange things from the beginning, and there is no intention Offended, I stomped on you in self-defense, is it wrong? A joke!"

"It was you who messed up the wedding first!" Shang Haotian stood up and blocked her way.

At this time, Fiona, who was carrying a big bag and a small bag, rushed over and wanted to scold.

"Fiona, give me the bag!" The faint voice was the most powerful order.

Bao Jinghan gave Fiona a look, stopped her from speaking, and took the handbag from her at the same time.

Open it, draw money, raise your hand—

"In the final analysis, you are begging for compensation." Bao Jinghan looked at Shang Haotian contemptuously with an arrogant face, with a cold sneer on his gorgeous melon-like face: "Here!"

After a moment of distraction, a stack of pink banknotes was handed to him.

"You are insulting me!" Shang Haotian clenched his fists, trying to find a way for himself.

But before he could think about it, he saw the slender jade hand in front of him raising his hand upwards.

A stack of banknotes hit him hard on the forehead, fell and scattered all over the ground.

Immediately, an intoxicating female voice crossed the sky, with an unruly tone: "This lady doesn't like threats from others, let alone things that don't have eyes! As for your begging—it's only worth it!"