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

"Jing Han! Jing Han!"

"Jinghan, I am Haotian...Jinghan, come out and meet me..."

After receiving the news from the private detective, Shang Haotian rushed over immediately.

Standing outside the heavy iron door, he slammed on the door vigorously while still feeling drunk.

The call that seems to be more affectionate is even louder than the other!

In the studio, there was a sudden silence.

The mustache photographer secretly looked at Bao Jinghan, and when he saw her drinking water slowly, he immediately understood.

As soon as he turned around, he yelled at the assistant lying beside the door: "Idiot, where are you watching the excitement! Hurry up and get rid of the troublemakers outside the door!"

Hearing the sound, several assistants looked at each other.

<bthia，很抱歉……”

Lowering his head and clutching the SLR tightly, the photographer with a mustache looked at her with some embarrassment and rubbed his hands together.

He looked embarrassed, but also cautious.

Very unnatural.

Bao Jinghan raised his hand slightly to interrupt him.

Immediately, she raised her head and looked at Fiona: "Don't you still have to shoot the location? Go get ready!"

Fiona froze for a moment, blinked her shrewd eyes, and immediately understood.

"Yes, I'll let them prepare."

Leaving the assistant Xiaoai behind, Fiona dragged the photographer who was standing stiffly aside and left without knowing what she was thinking.

He greeted the staff from all walks of life with full momentum and made preparations.

Outside the door, Shang Haotian, who was taking the liberty of drinking, seemed to be blocking his staff from negotiating.

The arrogant and domineering attitude mixed with the almost screaming voice, like the howling of a drake.

It's awful!

Noisy sound poured into the empty studio.

Bao Jinghan, who was drinking water, frowned slightly, a little disgusted.

This Shang Haotian——

He is really a mad dog who can't even teach!

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It's like ten minutes.

Under the joint command of the photographer and Fiona, a group of staff packed up the equipment and props needed for outdoor shooting.

Bao Jinghan, who was wearing a coat, stood up gracefully.

He stepped forward, led the crowd, and walked towards the door.

"Jinghan, Ye Jinghan—"

Shang Haotian, who smelled of alcohol all over his body, stretched his neck, fixed on Bao Jinghan who was getting closer.

Greedy eyes.

But Bao Jinghan seemed to have never heard of it.

It passed in front of him without squinting.

Calm, elegant, lofty... a born queen!

Swallowing his saliva, the embarrassed Shang Haotian watched her leave in front of his eyes.

An inexplicable emotion rolled out from the depths of his chest.

It wasn't just the strength from there, he actually broke free from the restraint of several assistants, and rushed straight towards Bao Jinghan——

Seeing Fiona noticed it immediately, took a step across and stood in front of Bao Jinghan.

As soon as he raised his leg, he was planning to kick this unsightly scum out first!

But at this time, there was only a "puff".

Shang Haotian was so upright, kneeling in front of her! ! !

Stop.

Fiona is dumbfounded.

Staff, dumbfounded.

Only Bao Jinghan, who had seen his shameless personality before, narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a strange way.

Then, he sneered and said: "Shang Haotian, don't face me when you worship your ancestors! Bad luck!"

face ridicule.

Shang Haotian was uncharacteristically quiet, just staring at her fixedly.

Then, he reached into his suit pocket and took out an exquisite heart-shaped jewelry box.

Opened it and handed it to Bao Jinghan.

Seriously and solemnly spit out three words: "Marry, give, me!"