Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Mrs. Fake Yue's face was distressed and she said, "No, I have to go back before dark. I have to go back and take care of Qingsi ..."

Xia Anlan laughed and said, "Isn't there a family of five? I still listen to the wind. It doesn't matter if you go back one day late, just one day ..."

"but……"

Xia Anlan's voice was soft: "Oh, well ... listen to me?"

No one in this world can resist Xia Anlan's tenderness, and no one can escape from his deep and gentle eyes. His voice seems to capture the soul.

Mrs. Fake Yue could hardly control herself, and her lips trembled, "So ... well, well ... just one day ..."

Xia Anlan nodded: "Okay, just one day, I will have a meeting in a while, I can't accompany you, I let the secretary take you to rest first, are you tired?"

"Okay, I'm not too tired ..."

Xia Anlan smiled softly at her and asked the secretary to come in: "Send his wife to rest."

The secretary was a little surprised. How long has it been? How can the gentleman be so fast? When the gentleman saw his wife before, which time was not an easy one, it was hard to part with one another.

Looking at the gentleman's eyes again, the secretary didn't feel right. Although the smile on his face was still gentle, how could the eyes always feel a little cool.

The secretary was puzzled, but he dared not ask, "Madam, please follow me."

Mrs. Fake Yue left with the secretary, and came to the door suddenly remembered the tie, "Yes, that tie ..."

Xia Anlan smiled: "Go back in the evening, you help me put it on."

Mrs. Fake Yue bit her lip with a shy smile and hurried away.

The secretary closed the door carefully. He didn't dare to see Xia Anlan's eyes, but he felt his eyes getting colder and colder.

After the door was closed, Xia Anlan suddenly dropped his tie and fell to the ground.

He stepped on the box containing the tie, walked to his desk, and picked up the phone: "Yu Chi, come in immediately."

Xia Anlan's expression was solemn and indifferent, and his eyes were full of killing. His hands were clenched, and the blue tendons were raised on the back of his hands.

Fake ... it's fake!

This Su Ning's eyebrow is fake ... He didn't even open her eyes to see that she knew she wasn't real.

The more he liked Su Ningmei, the more he knew her.

The moment he held her wrist, he immediately felt the touch was wrong.

Mrs. Yue's wrists are slender, her bones are even, and her skin is delicate, but that woman ’s wrist bones are slightly thicker than those of Mrs. Yue, her bones are hard and her skin is a bit rough and dry, which is not the same as Mrs. Yue ’s.

Opening to see those eyes, he was even more sure that this was a fake.

The lady Yue he likes, his eyes will always be clean and bright, clear like a mountain stream, bright and warm like the sun. When he looks at him, there is a little bit of showiness, annoyance, and there will be a little flower to his eyes. Idiot.

But that fake, there was only muddy eyes ...

The Mrs. Yue he liked never called him "An Lan" because she was shy, she was ashamed, and she could not say anything.

Also, she would never stay back because he coaxed a few words. She was very important in her heart. Even he might not compare. She could not stay.

Finally ... she loves blushing ...

But that woman, no matter what he said, she just made up a shy appearance, but her face never changed.

This only shows that the layer of skin on her face is fake, so ... even if she blushes, she can't see it.