Evil Charm chief spoils his warm wife and is addicted

Chapter 5 Forget it
It's the beginning of October now, and it's already getting cold. The woman's clothes are normal in this season, but her temperament is so unusual that she always attracts the attention of passers-by for no reason.

The woman held a neat stack of entertainment newspapers in her hand, and if she looked carefully, she would find a picture of a charming man and a very beautiful woman having dinner inside.

The woman is very beautiful, a very charming beauty, her smile reveals a charming charm all the time.

Looking at it in this way, the two look so well matched, and the man's peach blossom eyes are staring at the woman affectionately.

The newspaper that was in her hand suddenly slipped, and the woman ignored it. A little girl picked it up and caught up with her.

"Sister, your newspaper."

The girl is Chinese, and she is talking with the woman in Chinese.

"I'll see you off, little sister, hurry up and find your mother!"

The woman's voice was very cold, and the coldness made the little girl feel that the weather in October was cold in December.

However, the girl was very polite. She thanked the woman deeply and turned to find her mother.

This episode did not affect the woman, who continued her journey.

It was night, in a box of the "Philipping the Stars and Wearing the Moon" bar, three equally outstanding men gathered together.

An Mohan took off his regular business attire and put on casual attire, which was even more charming when he was casual.

"Go one." I saw a man in a blue shirt next to Xuan Siye raised the "Butterfly Love" in his hand, facing the two friends.

I saw the man's smooth and fair face, with sharp edges and corners; his dark and deep eyes were full of charming color; his thick eyebrows, high nose, and beautiful lips were all flamboyant. Nobility and elegance.

He is another one of them, Zhan Nanxuan, 23 years old this year, the same age as An Mohan, his current occupation is, um, jobless, but he also has another identity, he seems to be the son of some group , However, these are unknown to everyone.

"Xuan, you have nothing to do recently!"

An Mohan spoke first. He looked at Xuan Siye and glanced at him. Xuan Siye was still expressionless, as if he didn't see An Mohan's gaze.

Zhan Nanxuan thought for a while, then shook his head, he was very idle.

"Oh, I'm a homeless person, nothing to do."

"That's good, take this guy away with me."

An Mohan glanced at Xuan Siye with disgust.

"Hey, hey, An Mohan, if you don't take someone like you, you promised me to take me in. How could you abandon me halfway?"

Xuan Siye was not satisfied, he didn't want to follow Zhan Nanxuan, he couldn't accept his noble and elegant expression and movements, it would make him appear rude.

"Xuan Siye, are you promising something?"

An Mohan had a look of contempt on his face, Xuan Siye did this every time, whenever something like this happened, he ran away, faster than a rabbit.

"Which family is it this time?"

Zhan Nanxuan smiled gracefully, his manner and speech are always so elegant.

"It seems to belong to the Shangguan Group. By the way, Han, don't you have a social event with the president of the Shangguan Group tonight?"

He remembered that Anan seemed to have said this thing today.

An Mohan nodded.

"Well, I just talked about a cooperation, and it will be over soon. However, I met the daughter of the housekeeper, and we had a meal together yesterday."

An Mohan spoke casually, as if nothing was important.

"Oh, the heroine of today's gossip, she is Shangguan Hong, the daughter of the housekeeper, she looks so charming."

Xuan Siye talked about the disgust on Shangguan Hong's face, he didn't like such a woman, but his old man didn't know what medicine he took wrongly recently, and he always arranged various blind dates for him.

He is only 24 years old this year, okay, what is his old man anxious about?
Zhan Nanxuan raised his beautiful eyebrows and looked at An Mohan. An Mohan felt his gaze, and a pair of peach blossom eyes gave him a charming smile. This scene fell into Xuan Siye's eyes, and his heart A chill.

"Han, don't drive me away, okay? I won't cause you any trouble."

Xuan Siye begged with a full face that he should not follow Zhan Nanxuan away.

"Yimo will be back tomorrow."

Boom, Xuan Siye's expression froze on his face, and in an instant he held Zhan Nanxuan's arm with both hands, avoiding An Mohan far away.

"Xuan, I live with you."

Seeing this situation, An Mohan and Zhan Nanxuan looked even more contemptuous, all kinds of contempt.

If you want to say what this cold and handsome Xuan Siye is most afraid of, it's not his old man, not anything else, but An Mohan's sister An Yimo, why?

It's very simple, because Xuan Siye was bullied by An Yimo since he was a child. Xuan Siye once said that An Yimo is his nemesis in this life. He must have owed her a lot of money in his previous life, so in this life she is Came here to collect debts.

"I'm going back first, and I have to pick up Yimo tomorrow."

At this time, if you look carefully, you will find the tenderness in An Mohan's eyes when he talked about An Yimo, this kind of tenderness, even Zhan Nanxuan and Xuan Siye have never seen it before.

"bye."

After the three of them broke up, An Mohan went back home directly. After taking a shower, he was wearing a bathrobe and holding a glass of red wine in his hand. Standing on his balcony, he could clearly see the night view of the entire S City.

The iPhone's exclusive ringtone rang. An Mohan put down his wine glass, walked into the room and picked up the phone. When he saw the name of the caller on the phone, a rare tenderness appeared on his face.

"Ah."

He never greeted her well, and when he answered the phone, he just hummed and waited for her to talk.

From the other end of the phone came a woman's gentle female voice, Qingliang unconsciously.

"have you slept?"

"not yet."

An Mohan answered the phone with one hand, and picked up the wine glass with the other.

"Stop drinking, drinking red wine before going to bed is not good for your health."

As if she had been looking at him, An Mohan's smile deepened, and he put the wine glass he had just picked up back to its original position.

"Well, stop drinking."

"Rest early, I will be there at 10 o'clock tomorrow."

"Okay, I will be on time, and you will also have a rest."

"OK, good night!"

"good night!"

An Mohan hung up the phone, smiled gently at the phone, and finally went back to bed obediently, closed his eyes obediently, and had a good night's sleep.

At nine o'clock, a blood-red Lamborghini stopped in front of the airport in S City with a handsome flick.

(End of this chapter)