Mr.Yan chased his wife: marry one and get two free

How could Yan Sihan promise her so simply?

Just like when she went to Yan's headquarters to find him.

She went there for more than half a month in a row.

Yan Sihan finally found out and met her.

But even if they met and agreed to her request, they also put forward the conditions of a one-year engagement.

Thinking of this, Wen ran didn't think there was any problem with Yan Sihan's conditions now.

Wen ran: "what conditions?"

Yan Sihan stared at her, "I want to know what the relationship between you and he Chenxing is."

Wen ran was stunned.

He saw her this afternoon. She got out of he Chenxing's car. He didn't ask at first. She thought he wouldn't care about this problem.

After all, they have only one year of marriage.

Just like her, even if Yan Sihan had an affair with other women outside, she didn't ask.

Yan Sihan's body tilted back and leaned back on the chair casually and lazily, but his eyes never let go of any change on her face.

Wen ran got up to pick up the dishes and chopsticks.

The slender wrist was clasped by a big palm.

Yan Sihan's low voice came, "you haven't answered my question."

Wen ran put the dishes and chopsticks back on the table and stared at Yan Sihan. "President Yan, you have an affair with other women, but I have never asked."

As soon as the voice fell, Yan Sihan's face immediately sank.

The indoor temperature dropped sharply.

A moment later, Yan Sihan suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, "originally, you also care."

Wen ran was stunned. He didn't know what he was talking about.

Yan Sihan looked up at her and spit out three words lazily, "jealous?"

Wenran looked at him with a question mark on his face.

Yan Sihan explained, "I have nothing to do with Meng Yingying. Those messy things on the Internet are written by others."

He smiled and continued, "now you can answer the question I just asked?"

Wenran didn't want to mention her and he Chenxing. She looked away and whispered, "he's my ex boyfriend."

Sure enough, as soon as the voice fell, Yan Sihan's face sank again.

He rose abruptly, completely out of style.

"I don't like my wife and I can't get involved with my ex boyfriend," he said

The height of a man is 1.9 meters. Standing in front of Wen ran in this way becomes the existence of Wen ran looking up.

A moment later, Yan Sihan added, "even if we only have a one-year engagement."

Wen ran smiled with self mockery. "Please rest assured, Mr. Yan. Since I said that I would be a qualified young lady of the Yan Family in this year's engagement, I will abide by the code."

Yan Sihan's eyes were cold, "you'd better remember this."

With that, he turned and wanted to go upstairs, but he saw a table of leftovers.

He looked at the back of wenran's still red and swollen hand and his voice was low. "Go to bed first."

Wen ran looked up at him.

Yan Sihan's face was not good. "I don't want to say my words a second time."

Wenran looked down at the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

Yan Sihan repeated again, "go to bed first."

Wen ran frowned, "OK."

When Wen ran got up the next day, Aunt Zhang had already made breakfast.

When she saw Wen ran coming down from upstairs, she smiled and said, "young lady, I steamed small steamed buns this morning. Come and have a taste."

Wen ran looked at the breakfast on the table and couldn't help asking, "Aunt Zhang, did you clean up the table last night?"

Aunt Zhang put the laver egg soup on the table and said with a smile, "young lady, you are really kidding. You clean up the table every time. Where do I need to clean up? Eat it while it's hot."

Wen ran looked at the direction upstairs.

Aunt Zhang understood and said with a smile, "the young master left early in the morning. It seems that there is something urgent."