Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Leng Youchen pursed his lips, ignored his provocation, nervously looked at Wei Anning, "how are you? Did you hit where?"

Wei Anning didn't hit anywhere, but her stomach turned badly and was a little disgusting. She shook her head at the man's concerned eyes. "I'm fine. Don't be nervous."

Leng Youchen's expression eased down. He stretched out his hand to fasten her seat belt and said in a warm voice, "tell me if you're uncomfortable."

"Yes."

Gong Ting looked at the scene in the rearview mirror and was jealous. His eyes stared coldly at the night ahead, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his hands clenched the steering wheel angrily, revealing his inner suffering.

Soon, the car stopped in front of the hotel, and the anniversary celebration of Huanyu real estate was held here. At the moment, luxury cars gathered in front of the hotel, and the parking boy quickly trotted over and opened the door for them.

Leng Youchen took the lead in getting off the bus. The magnesium light kept flashing at him. He was dressed in a black suit and looked handsome and cold under the light.

Seeing Wei Anning bend down to get off, he held her hand with one hand and protected her head with the other, elegant and gentle like a knight. Wei Anning stood quietly beside him. Under the flash, she gently broke away his hand and still kept a distance from him.

She didn't know that reporters were invited to the anniversary celebration.

Gong Ting got down from the driver's seat and came to Wei Anning. Film crossed the heads of the people and stretched out in front of them. A reporter asked, "Mr. Gong, is the news of your marriage with the Duke's house true?"

Gong Ting casually put his hands in his trousers pocket, affectionately glanced at the beauty beside him, and admitted in front of the media for the first time, "yes, the news of the marriage between the palace and the Duke's house is true. An engagement ceremony will be held on the 20th of next month, and you will be invited to come at that time."

Wei Anning didn't expect that he would admit it. She looked up at him conditionally. She never expected that Gong Ting would announce her engagement in front of the media.

Leng Youchen beside him looked cold and fierce. He stared at Gong Ting deeply. Was he provoking when he announced his engagement at this time?

"Congratulations, Mr. Gong. Is this princess Anning around you? You are so talented and beautiful that you are made for each other. " The reporter complimented.

Gong Ting held out his hand and gentlemanly held Wei Anning. Ignoring the shock in her eyes, he smiled and said, "you have a good eye, sweetheart, let's go in. It's cold outside. Don't catch a cold. Excuse me, everyone!"

Gong Zheng took Wei Anning and turned to the steps. Leng Youchen stared at the figure they hugged and left, furious.

He hurried to catch up. When they stepped into the hotel and disappeared in front of the reporter's camera, they pulled Wei Anning out of Gong Ting's arms. Wei Anning fell into Leng Youchen's arms and felt that his muscles were tight. She quickly grabbed his clenched fist, "Leng Youchen, you answered me."

If he makes trouble on such an occasion today, people all over London will know their relationship. At that time, he will be completely exposed to other people's guns.

They are bright and the enemy is dark. She can't take risks.

Leng Youchen's eyes looked like ice. He glanced at her faintly, and there was nowhere to vent his anger. With a cold face, he dragged her wrist and went to the elevator.

Gong Ting stood in the middle of the hall and watched them leave. He slightly closed his eyes and felt a burst of sadness. What if she announced her marriage? She couldn't see him in her eyes.