The most favored of the wealthy: the black-bellied chief is busy chasing his wife

Chapter 17 The Past: The Mysterious Man
That feeling... plus Yan Chaomu's mouthful of one husband and one wife, Gong Qianxia couldn't help but blush.

Gong Qianxia's face was flushed with shame, and she was afraid that her silly husband would see it.Well, I have to admit that although Yan Chaomu has not fully recovered from his head injury, this guy is exceptionally smart and has strong observation skills.

Gong Qianxia wanted to push Yan Chaomu away with both hands, but just as her hands touched Yan Chaomu's chest, she felt the muscle firmness in her hands.On the touch, the strong and firm touch from a man almost shocked Gong Asaxia at once.

Gong Qianxia was stunned for a moment, and quickly moved her hands away.She thought, it must be because of this guy's perfect appearance that she felt this nervous electric shock.

But she let go, Ya hasn't let her go yet.

"Yan Chaomu, have you done spinning around enough? Do you want to faint me?" She has a little anemia, how could she bear to spin around like this.

As soon as she fainted, Yan Zhaomu nervously put her down.

When Yan Chaomu put Gong Qianxia down, he put one hand on her soft and slender waist...

Gong Qianxia took two deep breaths to adjust, and then slowly followed Yan Zhaomu's arm to see the palm...

The white and slender hand with well-defined bones was holding the soft part of her waist impartially.As a result, Gong Qianxia's eyes became wider and wider...

"Yan! Chao! Mu!" Are you looking for death, dare to take advantage of her?

"Hehe, wife." Yan Chaomu's handsome face was full of smiles, and he felt from the bottom of his heart that his wife's voice was so nice!

Gong Qianxia grabbed Yan Chaomu's little finger, and brought the 'evidence' in front of Yan Chaomu's eyes, making him invisible.

"Who told you to take advantage of me?"

"Wife..." Yan Chaomu immediately pretended to be aggrieved and acted cute.

"Don't call me wife."

At this moment, Yan Chaomu realized that his wife was angry and showing off her power.

Yan Chaomu had an idea: "Honey, don't you have to do something, is there still time?"

Gong Qianxia was really distracted by Yan Chaomu and forgot about the business, suddenly she was ahead of schedule, Gong Qianxia quickly shook Yan Zhaomu's finger and ran back to the room to get the materials.While muttering: "It will really waste time, I will settle accounts with you later."

Gong Qianxia no longer cared about taking advantage of it, she opened the door and rushed outside.

The black belly in Yan Zhaomu's eyes throbbed with emotion, and with a satisfied smile on his face, he waved goodbye to the pretty figure outside the door: "Honey, be careful on the road, I will obediently wait for you at home when you come back."

The matter of Gong Qianxia had already been taken care of by her stepmother before, she only needed to bring the necessary documents and certificates, and the matter could be handled smoothly.

After Gong Qianxia left, Yan Chaomu was very bored staying at home alone, so he suddenly left the computer on the sofa in the living room.Thinking of the familiar feeling when I used the computer before, I couldn't help but feel a little throbbing in my heart, so I simply chose to forget Gong Qianxia's order of "don't touch electrical appliances", and turned on the computer.

Skillfully opened Midi's login page, skillfully entered the account number, and clicked.But it didn't open.

Looking at the computer screen in silence for a while, he said, "It's really just an illusion."

I found that there was nothing to do with the computer, so I turned off the computer, took my wallet and prepared to go to the nearby supermarket to buy something and come back.

Because of the influence of Gong Asaxia, the performer Ah Mu is also very budget-conscious now, and will shop around when buying things, so it took more than an hour just to buy some simple daily necessities.On the way home, I passed by a newsstand, and walked past it unexpectedly.Standing in front of the booth, but with a blank mind, I don't know what I want to buy.

But it felt a little strange not to buy it after reading it, so I grabbed a random copy and asked to pay, "Madam, please pay the bill."

The fat boss sitting in the newsstand raised his head, and was stunned for a moment, "Hey, you are not... that..." For a moment, the lady boss couldn't remember where she had seen the face of the man in front of her. But it looked familiar, so he called his wife, "Old man, this young man looks familiar. I seem to have seen him somewhere before." He looked Yan Chaomu up and down while talking.

"He's a handsome guy, you're familiar with him, don't stare at others like this." The old man said to Yan Zhaomu apologetically.

"It's okay, I want to buy this book, how much is it?" Yan Chaomu smiled softly, not caring about the proprietress' rudeness.

"This one……"

"Ah... I remembered, it's the man on the cover of that magazine last month." Before the boss finished speaking, the proprietress at the side shouted, "It's you, it's you, it's right now, I must remember correctly."

"Hey, it looks a bit impressive." The boss next to him looked at him and confirmed what the boss lady said.

What they said made Yan Zhaomu frowned, magazine cover?is it him?

Who is he?Why is it on the cover of a magazine?
"Do you still have that magazine?" Suddenly, Yan Zhaomu had an urge to remember the past, so he asked.

"Hey, no more. That magazine sold very well. After restocking several times, it was sold out." The proprietress said truthfully, and even some little girls bought it. It was a financial magazine. How could it be understood.I heard it was only for the man on the cover.

That man is not only in good shape and good looks, but also the president of a large group.

But Yan Chaomu doesn't remember anything now.

After paying the money, he took his things and walked home.

Yan Chaomu now only feels a headache, and those flashing images just now are lingering in his mind.

He saw a man sitting on a chair coldly, letting the makeup artist toss his face.

"I'll only give you half an hour, don't bring a recorder." The cold words didn't have any warmth.

The man next to him smiled obsequiously, and said respectful words, "Don't worry, Mr. Yan, we will definitely not waste your time, and I also promise that our people will not bring any recording equipment."

The man sitting on the stool was a character they had spent a lot of hard work on. If they could interview him, their magazine sales could at least double, or even triple.If he doesn't serve this big benefactor well, he will be blamed if he is not killed by the boss.

And that cruel man is Yan Chaomu himself.

The doubts in my heart deepened, who was I before.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't come up with a result, and found that I had already walked downstairs, shook my head and stopped thinking about it, what should come will always come.

(End of this chapter)