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

Lin Yujiao was so angry by Meng Yingying's operation that she couldn't help but feel aggrieved for Wen ran. "What's the matter? It was you who got the certificate with Yan Sihan yesterday. Why did you p all of you on the news, leaving only Meng Yingying holding the photo of Yan Sihan?"

"Ran Ran, aren't you going to do something?"

Wenran smiled: "what do you want me to do?"

Lin Yujiao: "you are Yan Sihan's main palace. How can you let others sleep soundly, throw out your marriage certificates and hit the smelly face of junior three."

Wen ran said, "why? You don't know my real relationship with Yan Sihan. Marriage is only one year old. I don't want to leave hidden dangers for my future life."

A year later, she left the Yan family. Maybe the next Mrs. Yan is the female star named Meng Yingying.

Wen ran doesn't know whether the woman Yan Sihan really wants to marry is Meng Yingying.

However, she knows that Meng Yingying is actually a brilliant star.

As for how she got to her present position step by step today, all her previous photos and videos on the Internet disappeared. It is conceivable who the man behind her is.

If so, Yan Sihan's mother refused to let her in, so it made sense.

The most important thing for the rich and noble is fame.

They can marry a innocent but capable civilian girl, but they are not allowed to marry Yan and Xing.

The time was a little tense. Wen ran asked about the two babies again. After hanging up the phone, he came out of the bathroom.

Yan Sihan has returned to the car.

Wenran went to the counter and said to the clerk, "please wrap up my original pair of shoes."

The clerk didn't expect that people who could afford tens of thousands of yuan of shoes would care about a pair of cheap old shoes.

But their luxury stores, which always put customers first, quickly helped wenran pack her old shoes.

Until wenran came out of the shoe point.

The shop assistants dared to openly start the discussion.

"It's so shabby. A husband with so much money even wants that pair of old shoes. Those old shoes look so cheap."

"But the man is really handsome. I really want to have such a handsome husband."

"Hey, wake up. It's daytime, okay?"

One of the clerks showed his cell phone to the other two clerks: "look at this picture. Is the man in it the handsome guy just now?"

In the photo, Meng Yingying holds Yan Sihan's wrist with a shy face and looks up slightly.

From a photo perspective, it's more like asking for a kiss.

Behind them is the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The picture is accompanied by the text: traffic actress Meng Yingying appears in the Civil Affairs Bureau with her rich gossip boyfriend. Is it suspected that a good thing is approaching?

Another clerk said, "the man in the picture seems to be the handsome guy just now. No wonder I always think he looks familiar. It turned out to be the gossip boyfriend of a big star."

"That woman just now is really shameless. She robbed the man of Yingbao in my house. I bah."

"Yes, no wonder I'm a small family. It turned out to be a small three."

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Wen ran didn't know anything about these comments. When she got on the bus with that pair of old shoes, Yan Sihan looked down at her.

I didn't say anything.

Black Bugatti drove smoothly on the road and stopped in front of an office building an hour later.

Wen Ran's accounting firm is on the 17th floor of this office building.

Wen ran said thank you, pushed open the door and was about to get off when Yan Sihan shouted, "I'll send someone to pick you up in the evening."

Wenran nodded, "OK."

Yan Sihan looked up at the 17th floor.

Although he and wenran were in a hurry to get the certificate, this does not mean that his decision was in a hurry.

As early as his mother took wenran home and asked him to marry her, Yan Sihan sent someone to check wenran from birth to now.

However, eight of them are completely blank.

Even his people can't find out the whereabouts of Wen ran in those eight years.

But wenran told him that she married him for his money.

Yan Sihan believes that she married him for money, but is it really just for money.

Yan Sihan thought it might not be that simple.

He drew back his eyes and stared at wenran's small porcelain white face.

Her eyes are black and white.

It is said that people with these eyes will not lie.

Yan Sihan smiled with a cold voice. "I heard that people engaged in accounting are thoughtful people. I don't know if Miss Wen is that kind of person?"