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

Wen ran was stunned and then said, "don't joke. Moreover, this kind of joke is not funny."

Lin Yujiao knew that night had caused great trauma to Wen ran. She noticed her slip of tongue, quickly changed the topic and said with a smile: "by the way, since you already have a marriage certificate, when are you going to go back to Wen's house and get your own things back?"

Wen ran remembered that after his parents had an accident, his uncle and aunt were killing themselves. Their eyes gradually became angry. "I've been waiting for more than ten years. I'm not in a hurry. I don't know Yan Sihan's attitude towards the Wen family or Wen Jianxiu. After all, the two families have economic ties."

Lin Yujiao nodded, "that's true."

Wen ran looked back at the direction of the bedroom. "This year can be good and Yan. I can only trouble you."

Lin Yujiao said with a smile, "what's the trouble? Originally, I was a kindergarten teacher. I happened to take both of them. You don't know. These two little guys give me more faces in the kindergarten. All teachers like them, and even the head of the kindergarten likes them very much."

Wenran said with a smile, "anyway, I want to thank you."

Lin Yujiao exaggerated touched her arm, "goose bumps are getting up. Who allows you to say such polite words? Well, I've been busy all day. I should go to have a beauty sleep."

Seeing Lin Yujiao entering the bedroom, Wen ran finished washing and returned to the bedroom, next to the two little guys and closed his eyes.

I don't know how long later, the mobile phone suddenly rang.

It was a strange number, but when she saw the series of arrogant eight behind, she got up, closed her eyes and went to the living room in the dark to pick it up.

The man's deep and magnetic voice came immediately from the handset of the mobile phone.

"Miss Wen." Yan Sihan said, "you're not in the wedding room."

Wen ran immediately woke up. She didn't expect Yan Sihan to return to the villa. "Mr. Yan, sorry, I'll go back right away."

The phone was hung up.

Wenran rubbed his face. He didn't dare to delay any more. He put on his clothes and went downstairs to take a taxi.

For fear that Lin Yujiao will have a rest, Wen ran sent Lin Yujiao a wechat in the taxi and asked her to take care of the two little ones.

When the taxi stopped at the new villa, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

The man sat on the sofa in the living room, his legs folded, and there was a cup of coffee on the table in front of him.

Wen ran went up and said, "President Yan."

Yan Sihan looked up with cold eyes. He said, "Mrs. Yan."

Wenran stood in front of him, silent.

Yan Sihan got up and approached her step by step.

The man is tall and has long legs. When standing in front of Wen ran, he is more than half a head taller than Wen ran.

He looked at her condescending, his voice low and indifferent, "do you know your current identity?"

"Sorry." Wen ran said, "not in the future. For the year starting tomorrow, I will abide by Mrs. Yan's duty and return to this new house every night, no matter how late."

Yan Sihan looked down at her and smiled, "are you complaining to me that it's too late tonight and let you come back?"

Wen ran looked bland: "No."

"I hope you won't make me regret my decision to marry you for one year." Yan Sihan said, turned and walked in the direction of the stairs on the second floor. He turned back, "by the way, there will be a reception tomorrow night. You will attend it with me."

"OK." Wen ran shouted to him, "President Yan." She said, "excuse me, which room do I sleep in?"

Yan Sihan looked back at her and left two words, "it's up to you."

As long as it's not his room.

Wenran was not afraid of what Yan Sihan would do to her, but after that rainy night, she began to fear intimate contact with men.