Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

Junle Yan just thought this was ridiculous. "Do you think everything can be written off as long as you lower your posture, say a few words of sorry, or cry? If so, you must only ask for it. Your boss should promise you everything."

Fang Ziqian was stifled. In the final analysis, she still felt that junleyan was lower than her in the bottom of her heart. She felt that she was already a star who began to become popular, and junleyan was just a little photographer without fame. She felt that she had lowered her posture, and the other party was bound to do as she said. If it was really the boss of the brokerage company, Fang Ziqian wouldn't dare say so.

"Also, if you framed me successfully yesterday, would you take the initiative to tell the police that everything was just a misunderstanding? I'm afraid I'm eager to trample me to death." junle Yan said that although she was far less than her father and even her brother who was 6 years younger than her, it was enough to see people like Fang Ziqian.

Fang Ziqian also saw that junleyan didn't intend to compromise at all, and immediately pulled down her face, "well, if you really have to fix me, then don't think about it. I'll tell Han Shao about you and other men. Hehe... Look, Han Shao doesn't want you."

At present, Fang Ziqian can't see her pitiful appearance at all. Instead, she looks like a threat, "I can see a lot of incompetent women like you. I think they are somewhat beautiful, so I hook up people everywhere, climb up Han Shao, and hook up with a doctor. You say how hungry you are. If you really lack men, I can introduce some to you. Speaking of it, you only deserve to be ducks in nightclubs..."

Pop!

Fang Ziqian's voice didn't fall yet. Junleyan slapped her directly, which made Fang Ziqian's sunglasses and hat fly out directly, and even most of her mask fell off.

And Fang Ziqian's body also staggered back two steps, which stabilized her body.

She looked at each other incredulously, "you... How dare you hit me?"

"Why don't I dare?" junle Yan said coldly. "With what you said today, if my family heard it, I can guarantee that your end will be much more painful than my slap. If you dare to say these words again, your life will be completely over."

Fang Ziqian covered her cheek and was frightened by the coldness of junle Yan for a moment. It was like that what she said from the other party would really become a reality. It was like that if she wanted to fight against the person in front of her, she would hit the stone with an egg, which would make her regret all her life.

Just the next moment, she was stimulated by the pain on her cheek. She was frightened by the other party. The other party was just a little photographer!

"Who do you think you are? How dare you beat me?" Fang Ziqian raised her hand angrily and wanted to find the court.

But before her hand hit junleyan's face, she had been kicked on the ground.

Bang!

Fang Ziqian fell heavily to the ground, but when she looked up, she found that the man who had kicked her just now was Han Lin, who kept her in mind. At the moment, Han Lin was nervously asking whether junle Yan was important.