Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Sir."

As soon as Feng Ying left, Zhan Yang didn't know where to drill out and angrily brushed the sense of existence, "did you have selfish intentions in the previous bidding?"

Chi Yan glanced at him and smiled gently, "why am I selfish?"

At the sight of his smile, Zhanyang felt a little empty, but strong curiosity outweighed all fear!

He hardened his head and said bluntly, "Sir, you are sure that Miss Feng will win, but if Lu Xinglan didn't arrive at that time, she would definitely lose, so I doubt you have the heart to help her early in the morning."

"Good analysis."

Chi Yan nodded approvingly and smiled.

"Go to the news department tomorrow to report. Being my adjutant really wronged you."

"...." Zhan Yangs counselled, "don't introduce, sir. I'm willing to kneel down and sing to conquer. Your Excellency, spare me."

Chi Yan was too lazy to answer. He took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. The smoke blurred his eyebrows and eyes and weakened the cold facial features.

For a long time, he let out a sneer from his nose. He was in no mood and said lazily, "I didn't help her. The reason why I think she will win is that a fool has a fool's blessing."

"Really?"

Zhan Yang is skeptical.

Her efforts are known to all officers.

Therefore, he has confidence in her, even if it is groundless.

Chi Yan spits out a mouthful of smoke, squints at him, and spits out three words in a clear voice.

"Sing to conquer."

“……”

Feng Ying, who took the first step, was about to ask Shangzhen Yujie to leave together. Suddenly, Lu Xinglan pulled her.

In her puzzled eyes, Lu Xinglan's eyebrows closed gently, and her expression showed a trace of dignified and rare seriousness.

"Yingying, don't get too close to Chi Yan. It's not good for you to be with him."

Feng Ying was stunned, "I'm not with him."

Seeing that his best friend's face was still a little cold and Su, Feng Ying couldn't help laughing, "you think too much. I'm not interested in men anymore. I decided to be a indifferent person like you, chop firewood, feed horses, travel around the world, quit the Jianghu struggle and focus on the golden house."

"It's good." Lu Xinglan didn't make complaints about her magical brain circuit. She patted her head with the advantage of height. "But I fear you will fall in love with me."

Feng Ying took a puff from the corner of his mouth and hummed, "love me, are you afraid?"

"Neither fear nor love."

“……”

They didn't go back to the banquet hall. They informed Zhen Yujie by text message and met at the back door.

They sat on the red Ferrari with the stars on the land and quietly left the municipal building.

Feng Ying, sitting in the co pilot's seat belt, glanced at Lu Xinglan. "Xinglan, I won tonight. Let's celebrate?"

"We must celebrate!" Zhen Yujie raised her hand first and said excitedly, "our three swordsmen haven't fought for a long time!"

"Yes."

Lu Xinglan always cherishes words like gold.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a small two-story Western-style building.

This is Lu Xinglan's residence, which is located in the downtown area of the city center. Every object in it is purchased and decorated by her personally, full of a strong pastoral style.

The "three swordsmen" changed into slippers and opened the door of a room.

This is a computer room. There is nothing but three neat computers and a supporting single sofa.

“GO！”

The three sat down almost at the same time, then turned on the machine neatly and clicked the sword three.