Lovely Wife: Forced Marriage from Mr Ye

Top floor office.

Tang panse - standing in front of the French window, looking at Yunqing's refusal of Lucheng, picking up a smile from the corner of her lips, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and dialed a phone call.

"President Tang!" There was a voice of indifference and deference.

Tang panse's tone was cold and she was pondering with silk, "remember the face of the general manager Lu, and he will be forbidden to enter the territory of the emperor in the future. Understand?"

"Yes

As soon as Tang panse hung up the phone, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and Yun Qing came in, with a lazy smile on his brows. He did not get any influence. "Good morning, general manager Tang."

Don pansy looked at her face.

To say that he has no doubts in his heart is false.

Yunqing's obsession with Lu Cheng is well known to all people in Yuncheng. She has done countless absurd things for that man. Only in a few days, she could be indifferent to the man's initiative to seek peace.

Not even a trace of sadness and resentment.

It's just... Incredible.

However, the more indifferent Yunqing is to Lucheng, the more favorable it is to Beiming yexuan.

Although compared with such a thing is very cheap, but who let the woman with Beiming yexuan get the certificate is Yunqing?

"Good morning, Miss Yunqing."

He went to the table, picked up a stack of information, handed it to Yun Qing, "this is a group of female stars with the best acting skills in the entertainment industry. The second miss can choose whether you are satisfied with it."

Yunqing took over, went to the sofa and sat down, slightly drooping his head, turning over the data with white fingers and concentrating on it.

The warm sunshine shines in from the window and falls on the white and beautiful face of the woman, which gives her a faint and warm light.

Tang pansy elegant stir coffee, with pure appreciation of the eyes, observe the beautiful woman, suddenly "tut".

What a beautiful look!

Yun Qing attentively read it, circled several names with a pen, handed the information to Tang panse, raised his head and rubbed his neck, with a smile, "let these people come for an interview the day after tomorrow."

Tang panse looked at a few eyes, told the assistant to contact, looked down at the coffee in the cup, if there is a deep meaning to ask, "why not tomorrow?"

Cloud tilt eyebrows and eyes a bend, deep eyes, "tomorrow I have something to do, hard Tang Zong."

After all, script and TV are two things. Yunqing is not a professional director, and she never belittles herself. In the afternoon, she stays with the emperor to ask professional directors about shooting.

Until the evening, Yunqing dragged some tired steps back to the castle.

Beiming yexuan entered the door earlier than she did. She was told that the little lady had not come back. She was about to go out to find someone. As soon as she turned around, she saw the moon on the ground and walked in with a tired look on her small face.

Beiming night Xuan walked over, stretched out his long arm and held him in his arms. He let her sit on his leg, his eyes fell on her face, and his voice was cold, "I won't be allowed to go home so late in the future."

Cloud listened to the man's words, stupefied, just reflected that he was concerned about himself, looked up with a smile, "I forgot the time, next time I will come back earlier."

Beiming night Xuan clasped her in her arms, long and powerful hands, over the slender back, pressed the fragile back of the neck.

Warm and smooth skin, without the slightest barrier to touch, through the silk said not clear road unknown meaning.

Yun Qing felt that their posture was a little too close. He was about to push him away, but suddenly he found that the slender hand was gently kneaded on the tender cervical spine.

A man's voice came from his ear. He was bewitched, "is it uncomfortable here?"

Yun qingtui's hand was stopped, and the key was controlled by a strange man. She didn't have a sense of crisis...

her eyebrows frowned and her heart was weird.

Before the cloud tilt, long-term desk writing stories, coupled with emotional depression, rarely happy, the body is not very good.

She's been lowering her head all afternoon. She's not feeling well.

I didn't expect that such a small abnormality was seen by this man.

Beiming yexuan leans on her shoulder, and her thin lips of sex sense brush the dark hair and long fingers with great skill to help her relax her tired nerves.

For girls, cervical spine is not only the key, but also a very vulnerable part.

Never had such close contact with the opposite sex, Yunqing's white face, slightly reddish.

The strong and bewitching smell on the man's body, quietly invades her body, with a sweet and wanton flavor.

Yun Qing was originally green astringent. When he touched him so much, he didn't know what to do. He said in a low voice, "I'm ok. I'm hungry."

Beiming night Xuan repressed the restlessness in her heart, and her deep sight was staring at her white back neck.

It's smooth and delicate.

Unspeakable vulnerability.

The little girl in his arms was shy, nervous, panicked and even scared.

Beiming night Xuan low smile, suddenly withdraw her hand, very gentlemanly to pull her from the arms, take to the table.

The action is gentle and natural, as if the strong aggression strategy just now has never appeared.

Yunqing quickly cleaned up his mood and sat down at the table, staring at the perfect delicate face of Beiming yexuan.

The man is black, deep and dignified. Although his face is expressionless, he still has the magic power that makes him infatuated, just like the king of the dark night.

There is no need for such a magnificent and fierce man. As a little orphan girl, there is nothing to be ashamed of.

Yun Qing shook his head, put aside the thoughts in his mind, and ate quietly with his head down.

After dinner, Yunqing said good night to him and went upstairs to bed.

Beiming night Xuan squinted at her back, a moment later, suddenly raised his thin lips, voice cold without a trace of temperature, "tell them, tomorrow action is cancelled! No one is here! "

The next day.

Emperor Hao.

Lu's family is the home of powerful families in Yuncheng. The eightieth birthday of Mr. Lu can be described as a gathering of dignitaries. The big bowl of stars can be seen everywhere, and the scene is full of luxury and extravagance.

In the banquet hall, which can accommodate thousands of people, the melodious and elegant music is flowing slowly.

Standing in the corner of the corridor on the second floor, Lu Cheng is in a high-end custom-made suit. He is tall and straight, with a handsome face. His actions show the arrogance and dazzling of his family's children.

Just at the moment, his brow deep lock, let that charm, some discount.

Mrs. Lu came out of the room with her shawl. Seeing her son's expression, she snorted coldly, "has the cloud poured in?"

Lu Cheng looked downstairs and said coldly, "not yet."

Mrs. Lu was discontented, with some warning in her eyes, "ah Cheng, you have disgraced the Lu family by repenting in public. If anything goes wrong again today, the old man will be upset...

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