Master Spoils His Wife To The Extreme

The man's voice brought Ziyan's memory back to reality. She had already got rid of that woman. She had grown up. She married today, and the beautiful man in front of her was her husband.

His nose is very high. Ziyan hasn't seen anyone with such a high nose. His eyes are very black, but they are also very cold. It's like an icicle under the eaves. His face is very beautiful. It's not the traditional Chinese character face of Chinese people. That lip is very red, like

"Woman, have you seen enough? Before you ask me to fulfill my obligations, I think it's necessary for you to sign this contract."

The evil man Zhuo Weiting went to the bedside table, opened the bedside table, took out the prepared contract from inside, and handed the signing pen to Ziyan.

"If you don't sign, song Qianshan won't get a dime."

Seeing that Ziyan was unmoved, Zhuo Weiting said coldly.

Ziyan had instant joy when she heard the man's words. Does song Qianshan's failure to get a dime mean that they will go bankrupt, and then the Song family will fight back to their original shape?

But this idea was only for a moment. She thought of the old grandma. They can do anything. They will hurt grandma.

"I'll sign."

Ziyan hurriedly took her hand, but as soon as her smooth arm got out of the quilt, she shrank back in fear.

Although she wore sleeveless clothes, she never exposed herself in front of men.

"Why, are you still pretending to be shy at this time? Sign here."

Zhuo Weiting pulled Ziyan's hand out of the quilt, stuffed the pen into her hand, pointed to the signature and sneered.

Ziyan's hand is shaking because of the man's ridicule and the scenery of the Song family. As long as she signs, the Song family can continue to be powerful.

Can I not sign it? It's this time. Can we not sign it?

"Hurry up, I don't have time to dally with you. If you don't sign this, sign this. This is today's banquet money. If you sign and return the money, I have nothing to do with you."

Zhuo Weiting stretched out his hand and took out another document, looking very impatient.

He had thought that these women would play tricks, so he made full preparations. No one would want to play tricks under his nose, and no one would want to take advantage of the Zhuo family.

Ziyan didn't hesitate any more. She signed song Laidi's name on the contract. If she was lucky, it might be one year. If she wasn't lucky, she might be more. When she left, she was 21 or 12 years old. She can start again.

"OK, you're very cooperative. I'll have the lawyer finish the contract tomorrow."

Zhuo Weiting smiled, put the contract back into the drawer, stood up, took off his suit, jacket, tie and shirt

One by one, there was only one little pants left in the end.

Ziyan stared at him at first, but as the clothes on his body decreased one by one, her face became more and more hot, and her body became hot. It spread from her chest, and the place where the blood vessels passed was like a fire.

"In order to ensure your bloodline, you must not leave Zhuo's house from today until you are pregnant."

Zhuo Weiting opened the quilt with a sneer and saw the girl without inch clothes under the quilt. He immediately seemed to have been ordered.

"I wonder if you are twenty?"