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

In S city, no one knows Shang Haotian's character.

As long as it is what he wants, he must get it, otherwise he will destroy it!

And he has the backing of Shangze Company, one of the most listed companies in S City, so he is even more confident.

The guest shook his head regretfully and sweated for her.

And Bao Jinghan flicked the hem of her skirt: "What are you doing there? Fiona, you don't want me to postpone the press conference, do you?"

"Huh? Oh—"

Slapping her head violently, Fiona returned to her old shrewdness, smiled apologetically at Bao Jinghan, and hurriedly followed.

Passing in front of Shang Haotian, she didn't forget to kick him between his legs.

Everyone held their breath and stared at Shang Haotian who was covering his body and fell on his back. His chrysanthemum tightened and his lower body tightened.

Passing through the crowd, Fiona approached Bao Jinghan and asked in a low voice.

"Leave it there, the insurance company will deal with it later." Turning around, Bao Jinghan glanced lazily at the agent, and said indifferently: "Fiona, pay close attention to the wedding scene in the new product promotional video." If the production crew dares to make my wedding such a virtue, they will directly blow up the props team!"

When the words fell, she could only hear her muttering in a low voice: "Chinese is not Chinese, foreign is not foreign, vulgar!"

Fiona answered seriously, but after listening to the second half of the sentence, she burst out laughing again abruptly.

In the blink of an eye, he saw the figure around him, and then he realized that this little ancestor was not talking about business with her, but deliberately telling the jokes to the gossiping guests!It is estimated that when the bride wakes up and hears these words, she will be stunned again!

The whine of an ambulance came from not far away.

Bao Jinghan walked out without looking sideways.

The reporters who were surrounded by the security guards rushed forward with bright eyes, scrambling to ask questions——

……

Before the flash.

Bo Jinghan was smiling, calm and unhurried.

She seems to be born with an inviolable aura, extremely oppressive, as if the queen's presence has enchanted the media reporters, making way for her, watching her pass by, forgetting blocked.

When she walked out of the encirclement, Bao Jinghan stopped.

Her curly black hair rippling behind her back, against her snow-white skin, was in stark contrast to the red dress.

In the sun, it is extraordinarily dazzling.

The reporters behind them opened their eyes wide and sighed, looking at Bao Jinghan who was slowly turning around.

Her unruly brows and eyes were extremely cold, but those dark as night eyes shone with a compelling brilliance.

Four words quickly flashed through the reporter's mind - overwhelming the audience!

"I don't like other people spying on my body, this is the answer!" Holding sunglasses, his cold eyes glanced at the reporter, and a hint of arrogance flashed in his eyes: "Of course, I can't stop you from digging news. But I hope you Adhere to the professional ethics that journalists should have, and report truthfully. Not a prostitute who only speculates without evidence!"

The reporters half opened their mouths in amazement and looked at each other.

But at this moment, a piercing voice yelled across the crowd: "Oh, what a big show! Then let me ask you, why did you come to this hotel? Didn't you come here to disrupt the wedding on purpose, you can't, what wild man is here again? Bar!"