Cute wife refuses marriage for the 99th time: meddling with the great god

Chapter 8 Yan Yan Is My Fiancee
Such a hot answer was an answer that Wen Chicheng had thought about but also unexpectedly.

From Yan Yan's reaction to the man's series of behaviors, Wen Chicheng, who grew up in the business world, had already guessed it, but never imagined that this man named Xia Sheng would give such a straightforward answer.

He frowned, and glanced at the angry Wanyan, who just happened to meet her eyes who turned her head and looked at him nervously. Suddenly, the annoyance that had just risen in his heart was swept away.

When Xia Sheng saw Wanyan's familiar little movement, his eyes darkened, and he was still smiling, but it made people feel that there was something sinister in that smile.

Young Master Wen, who has always been educated as a gentleman, held Wanyan's hand tightly, and when he turned his head to look at Xia Sheng, he had already regained his composure.

"No matter what happened in the past, now, Yan Yan is my fiancee, please behave yourself as your ex-lover."

The same unceremonious words were directly directed at Xia Sheng's face, and he said them.

The words "ex-lover" are unintentionally the biggest slap.

Xia Sheng smiled and looked at the elegant and handsome man in front of him, without saying a word, but his stagnant eyes made people feel timid.

The two men looked at each other silently, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

"Asheng, how are you?" Fang Qiqi bit her lip, bent down to pick up the somewhat distorted gold-rimmed glasses from the ground, and looked at Xia Sheng's face with concern. worry.

Her words broke the deadlock.

Yan Yujin, who was stunned by her daughter's sudden appearance for a moment, also reflected, glanced at the unattractive Xiao Xiao's face, finally stood up, stepped on high heels, and walked towards Wanyan.

"Yan Yan, let's go home, Xiao Xiao, we will meet again next time."

The Xia family and the Wan family have always had a good relationship, and there is also some friendship between the previous generation.

After finishing speaking, he pulled Wanyan out and walked away. Wanyan turned his head and followed quickly, but he always felt the hot eyes behind him staring at him, and he couldn't help but straighten his back subconsciously, just like being caught by his father when he was a child. reprimanded the same.

Wen Chicheng naturally turned around and followed Wanyan's mother and daughter closely. Before leaving, he gave Xia Sheng a meaningful look.

Until Wanyan's figure completely disappeared behind the door, and the sound of the Bentley driving away outside disappeared, the smile on Xia Sheng's face, who had been standing straight all the time, suddenly turned cold.

It's as cold as the sudden snowfall in June.

He still took the deformed glasses in Fang Qiqi's hand in a gentle manner,
"Ah Sheng, Mom didn't know that Yujin came here suddenly today, and Yanyan returned home suddenly..." Compared to Yan Yujin's strong and strong personality, Xiao Xiao seemed much gentler, she hurriedly explained to Xia Sheng.

"Asheng, Wanyan..." Fang Qiqi glanced at Aunt Xiao, then turned to look at Xia Sheng.

But in his heart, it was full of Wanyan's eyes on the man who was anxious to get rid of him just now.

Wenchi City.

Fang Qiqi wanted to say something else, but Xia Sheng turned around suddenly, his face returned to normal, and he walked upstairs. She immediately looked at Xia's mother, thought for a while, and felt that it would be embarrassing to stay any longer, so she could get up calmly say goodbye.

In my heart, I felt resentment towards Wanyan again.
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Five years, many things have changed, Xiao Qier, we will meet again soon.

"Hey, release the news that all directors in the country are not allowed to accept the works of a screenwriter named Wanyan." In the bedroom on the second floor, Xia Sheng dialed a series of numbers familiarly, his voice was gentle and smiling, but the words he said undoubtedly killed a screenwriter. future.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't dare to disobey and nodded repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)