Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

"Xingyu, don't be angry with me? You say, what do those women know? I don't know you best?" she said, climbing Yan Xingyu's hand, kneeling on the ground and falling in front of him.

She can know what he wants with one look.

"Really?"

Yan Xingyu endured and remained unmoved.

He looked at Lu Qiumeng quietly, breathed steadily, and asked, "how did you come back so early?"

If she hadn't come back suddenly, she wouldn't have seen what happened just now!

Yan Xingyu was still angry when he was stopped halfway. Even if Lu Qiumeng was trying to make up for him, it was difficult for him to calm down at once.

Lu Qiumeng licked his lips and narrowed his eyes to open his mouth, "it's not all because of Hegu..."

She said half, suddenly surprised that she was wrong, and immediately changed her mouth, "it's not all because she was bullied by others!"

Since Yan Xingyu took the initiative to mention it, she would not miss this opportunity to complain.

"Xingyu, look at me. My clothes have been damaged and dirty because of a woman who doesn't have eyes. She's too much. Will you help me?"

"Help you?"

Yan Xingyu sneered. He didn't bother to take care of those things.

Lu Qiumeng is a woman who always makes trouble for him!

Yan Xingyu opened his face and said mercilessly, "I gave you so much money, will you buy so many broken and dirty clothes back?! even other women can't decide?"

It's obvious that I don't want to help her.

Lu Qiumeng listened, but still refused to give up.

Her eyes turned and an idea followed. If you want Yan Xingyu to help her, it's only useful to mention things that hurt his face!

"Because that woman is more rich and powerful than me. She also said that my card garbage can only buy such low-end clothes."

As Lu Qiumeng spoke, he looked nervously and carefully observed Yan Xingyu's expression. He didn't feel enough. He added bricks and tiles. "Xingyu, she said I'd forget it. She even mocked this card garbage. This is the card you gave me!"

Lu Qiumeng said very wronged. Seeing that Yan Xingyu didn't speak, he continued to add fuel and vinegar and said, "she's talking about you..."

Sure enough, before Lu Qiumeng finished his words, Yan Xingyu finally frowned again.

His face was angry.

Seeing that the goal had been achieved, she skillfully stopped talking and didn't go on.

"What?! which woman dares to say so recklessly about me? I'm the future heir of Yan group! What's the status of Yan group and where is she a clown?"

Yan Xingyu closed his thin lips and clenched his hands. He vowed to let the other party taste the lesson.

He was very angry, but Lu Qiumeng's heart was refreshing.

Sure enough, as long as you can make good use of men's self-esteem, everything can be solved.

Hide your smile, Lu Qiumeng said again, "Xingyu, don't be angry. You must be an ignorant woman."

"An ignorant woman? That gold card is really not what ordinary people can see!" Yan Xingyu snorted coldly, but suddenly changed his subject. "I'm interested and want to see it myself. This woman is brave enough!"

Seeing that Yan Xingyu seemed to be interested in this, Lu Qiumeng was stunned and quickly reacted.

If he really went, if he ran into Gu zhixia, wouldn't he

"Xingyu, don't go, that is, an ugly woman with no identity and status. There's no need to see her." Lu Qiumeng was afraid that he was impulsive to investigate. He was a little anxious, and his speed and strength were heavier.

Yan Xingyu took a breath of cold in an instant.

"Hiss..."

"Do you want my life?" Yan Xingyu pressed the restless Lu Qiumeng with one hand and couldn't help kissing again.

It fluctuated violently and crazily, like punishment.

Lu Qiumeng's eyes burst into tears because of the direct and rough pain, but she still endured it and shouted Yan Xingyu's name again and again in a tender voice

Because he didn't see Gu zhixia, Yan Xingyu was lack of interest and returned home directly the third day.

He wanted to wait for the crew to start looking for Gu zhixia, but he didn't want to throw himself into the air.

The crew said that she was still injured, so she won't come back for the time being.

"Master Yan, is there anything else I can do for you?" the crew looked at Yan Xingyu and asked carefully.

Yan Xingyu glanced sideways at him. "Do you know Gu zhixia's current address?"

"This..." the staff obviously hesitated for a moment. "Only their agent knows where the stars live. As for where they live, I don't know much..."

After thinking carefully, the staff added, "why don't young master Yan ask her agent? I have the telephone number of Miss Gu's agent here."

"OK, I see."

Yan Xingyu waved to him, turned and left.

As he walked out, he dialed Gu zhixia.

But no one answered the phone

Before, Lu Qiumeng said that Gu zhixia went to Paris. He even believed it!

Yan Xingyu scratched his hair and took out his mobile phone to call Song Qing.

When Song Qing received the call, he was surprised for a moment, but soon he was relieved.

The agent's phone calls are almost semi public in the play. It's not surprising that Yan Xingyu has her phone.

"Hello..."

"Gu knows where Xia is now?" Yan Xingyu didn't give Song Qing a chance to be polite and went straight to the theme.

He hasn't seen Gu zhixia for some time. When he went to Paris, he was cheated by Lu Qiumeng again. Yan Xingyu's patience is getting worse and worse.

Song Qinggang's words to say were blocked back and his eyebrows pressed gently. "Zhixia was injured in the crew before, so he has been cultivating recently. If you have anything, I can convey it for you."

Song Qing knows something about Yan Xingyu and Gu zhixia.

There are many such Playboys in the circle. Song Qing has long been surprised.

"I don't need you to convey it. I have something to talk to her face to face." Yan Xingyu ordered Song Qing, "call her out now."

Song Qing was not annoyed at the speech.

"Young master Yan, I don't know whether you are looking for Xia for business or private affairs?" Song Qing's flat voice came from the other end of the phone, neither humble nor arrogant.

She has seen a wrist bigger than Yan Xingyu. His ability can't frighten her.

"Of course it's private."

"Oh, it's a private matter..." Song Qing deliberately lengthened the ending, "I'm sorry, young master Yan, the private affairs of the artist are not within our scope..."