Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

"Of course not. How dare I question Yan Shao? I'm not afraid of how expensive you are. You know, people in our business have to stay behind, don't you?"

The man said ha ha. On the surface, he seemed to say something round, but Yan Xingyu was not a fool for the threat hidden in his words.

He understood and despised it.

Just a bunch of maggots living on them.

Give them money as charity!

Yan Xingyu took a deep breath, "OK! Just wait!"

When he finished, he hung up the phone directly. Looking at the dark screen, the picture remained in his mind. He closed his eyes and appeared, disturbing him.

"Bang!"

With a hard swing of the hand, the mobile phone slipped through an arc in the air and fell directly to the ground.

The glass screen broke to the ground.

"Shit!" Yan Xingyu cursed fiercely, but it was not enough to vent his irritability at the moment.

He never thought that Lu Qiumeng, the woman who took the initiative to find a paparazzi to take such photos.

Even don't give money to stop the paparazzi's mouth.

Why, does she just want to expose their relationship and step on him?

What does she think of him as Yan Xingyu? His bed is so easy to climb?

Yan Xingyu thought of this and his eyes became darker. It's time to remind and teach a lesson to this disobedient woman.

"Dong Dong!" the door was suddenly knocked.

Yan Xingyu's face became darker. His voice sank fiercely, "who?"

"Young master, it was my wife who asked me to tell you to go down."

Liu's mother's voice was at the door. Yan Xingyu's tone was bad. Liu's mother's voice was a little timid.

Yan Xingyu frowned, "tell her I won't go to dinner and don't have to call me."

The people at the door seemed a little hesitant. After a half ring, there was a movement at the door again.

"Young master, madam said it's not about dinner. Let me tell you to go down."

"All right, I see."

Yan Xingyu answered casually, but he didn't mean to go downstairs.

He thought yuan haiqian just lied to him to go downstairs for dinner. He didn't get up from bed until the door rang again.

"I said, I won't go down to dinner."

He opened the door impatiently, but he didn't expect that yuan haiqian was standing at the door.

"Why so listless?" yuan haiqian looked up at Yan Xingyu. "How can I see Gu zhixia with such a smelly face for a while?"

"No matter how smelly my face is..." Yan Xingyu said half, suddenly stunned, "Mom, what did you just say? What did you see Gu zhixia?"

After Gu zhixia and Lu Qiumeng had an accident, he never saw Gu zhixia again.

Even the last time I went to Paris, I didn't see the shadow of Gu zhixia.

"Silly boy, I know your Gu zhixia, and I don't know how your mother asked for you!"

Yuan haiqian sighed helplessly, looking very frustrated.

Yan Xingyu quickly stretched out his arm, held yuan haiqian in his arms and said coquettishly, "Mom, tell me what's going on?"

"OK, OK, I'll tell you!" yuan haiqian couldn't stand Yan Xingyu and struggled to get out of his arms.

"Your grandmother and I went to Gu's house a few days ago and asked Gu Yingda to meet you when Gu zhixia called home..."

"Do you mean Gu zhixia is free tonight?" Yan Xingyu looked at yuan haiqian with eyes almost shining and a look of expectation.

The irritability was almost swept away!

Yuan haiqian glanced sideways at Yan Xingyu. "Look at your unpromising style. Go and clean it up. You'll be out in a minute."

"OK, I'll be right there!"

In order to see Gu zhixia, Yan Xingyu dressed up specially. At the end, he left yuan haiqian at home and went straight to Gu's house alone.

He thought he could see Gu zhixia when he arrived at Gu's house. He thought it would take more than an hour to wait

Gu's villa.

The huge glazed ceiling lamp lights up the whole living room as bright as day.

In addition to the nanny, there is only Lu Yiai who came back from shopping.

There was silence.

Lu Yiai looked at Yan Xingyu, who was like the superior, and felt a pang of anxiety and suffering.

She touched the tea cup in her hand, gently rubbed the grain on the cup again and again, raised her eyes from time to time, and carefully glanced at Yan Xingyu who was closing her eyes.

His legs folded and leaned against the sofa. A row of lights on his head fell and a shadow fell on him, outlining his tall nose and his very handsome face.

Appearance, life experience and power, how can such an excellent man fall in love with Gu zhixia again?

Isn't Qiumeng saying that she has been with Yan Xingyu?

Lu Yiai felt a sense of danger in his heart. He was afraid that Yan Xingyu would change his taste and leave Lu Qiumeng. She hesitated whether to call Lu Qiumeng or not.

While struggling, I suddenly heard Yan Xingyu open his mouth.

"Gu knows when Xia will come back?"

He looked down at the time on his watch and asked with a little impatience.

He has been waiting for his family for at least an hour. No one has dared to let him wait so long.

Except Gu zhixia.

Yan Xingyu took a deep breath, and the thin lip closed into a line. Opened dark eyes looked at love, as if she could see through all her thoughts at a glance, "what are you nervous about?"

"I'm not afraid of Yan Shao waiting for a long time. I know Xia is really so ignorant."

Lu Yiai quickly gathered up her little abacus. She narrowed her eyes and smiled, but she didn't forget to pull up Gu zhixia and step on her feet.

This answer was not what he asked, which made Yan Xingyu very unhappy. "What I asked was when she would come back?"

"Oh, Yan Shao, how can I know that?" Lu Yiai put down his tea cup, shook his head and continued,

"Won't you wait any longer? I think it should be soon."

Yan Xingyu heard the speech and looked at the landing of a love. It seemed that she was lying.

Until I watched it for a while, I slowly shifted my attention, brushed the microblog video with my mobile phone, and stopped asking Lu Yiai.

Lu Yiai breathed out a long breath.

Listening to the ticking sound from the old wall clock behind him, Lu Yiai bit his lip.

Before Gu Yingda left, she warned her severely that she must not intervene in this matter, let alone tell Lu Qiumeng.

She had not understood it before, but now she understood it.

Gu Yingda is trying to tie Gu zhixia and Yan Xingyu together!

What about her autumn dream?

Lu Yiai thought of this and became more and more worried.

She can't look for Qiumeng openly. She can only look forward to a miracle or another way

Time slipped away, and Lu Yiai's hand was sweating.

And just then, a telephone bell suddenly rang