The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!Ling Qianmo wanted to speak, and even wanted to see clearly who the person who saved her was, but the medicinal properties were completely released, making her almost fainted.

"It's okay." Xiang Heng took off his coat and put it on her. Fortunately, her clothes were still intact, indicating that the man hadn't succeeded yet.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have died ten times.

Xiang Heng bent over, picked up Ling Qianmo and lay down on the sofa, his eyes swept across the incense on the coffee table, his pupils shrank sharply, and he grabbed it and threw it by the window.

I took out my mobile phone, found two weak signals, and immediately made a call.

"Come on 6011, Qian Mo has a drug."

"what did you say?"

"Come down right away," his tone was cold, full of anger, wishing to tear the man on the other end of the phone in half, "Of course she is not at ease when you come to this place to discuss business. But I guess it should be. Let someone design it, if you don't come, the medicinal properties on her body will become...

Before he finished speaking, the people over there didn't hesitate to hang up the phone, got up and prepared to leave, "I have something to do, leave first."

"Mr. Ye, aren't you? You have left half of the business talk, do you look down on us?" The man who spoke narrowed his peachy eyes and held a delicate and charming beauty in his arms. This is tonight Ye Zi'an casually brought the foil.

Hearing the man's words, Ye Zi'an's gloomy face became more and more indifferent, and there was a deep chill on his handsome face.

Stared at by his cold and indifferent gaze, the speaking man shuddered unconsciously, the smile on his face retreated every inch, and he dared not speak again.

Ye Zi'an has been gentle tonight, so many people have forgotten how fierce his methods are.

The man turned around and walked away. No one dared to stop him.

***

Ling Qianmo was awakened by the cold water splashed over her head, and she raised her eyes in a daze, only to see who the man was holding the shower to water her.

"Xiang Heng?" Ling Qianmo murmured, unbelievably, "Why are you here?"

Seeing her waking up and still having the strength to speak, Xiang Hengxin was slightly relieved, but his handsome face was full of dullness, "I should ask you this!"

The man’s icy voice was somewhat indifferent anger, “It’s not that I hate this kind of place the most, what are you doing? I usually look savvy, how can I not see that there is a problem with the incense on the coffee table.”

"I……"

She wanted to explain, but the doorbell had already rang, and Xiang Heng threw the shower head and turned and walked out, throwing a sentence, "It should be Ye Zi'an."

what?

Hearing Ye Zi'an's name from Xiang Heng's mouth surprised Ling Qianmo.

Ye Zi'an is here, does he think she is here to check the post?

"It's so slow, you are not afraid..." The door opened, but outside the door was not Ye Zi'an, who Xiang Heng thought, but a group of reporters.

Holding the camera is a snap shot, and even many people have directly pushed forward Xiang Heng and rushed in, looking around, obviously looking for someone.

Xiang Heng was dazzled by the flashlight at first, but he realized that several people had rushed in, and his handsome face was so gloomy that water dripped.

"Get out!" Xiang Heng stood there, full of signs of anger, like a lion with a beard.

The reporters who came in grandiosely were taken aback, and the microphone almost poked in front of him.

"Excuse me, Mr. Xiang, someone asked you to have an affair with the wife of Ye Hang International President Ye Zi'an here tonight. Is it true?"

"Excuse me, did you abandon your fiancée because of Mrs. Ye?"

"I heard that Mrs. Ye is your ex-girlfriend, and also Miss Ling Qianmo who was previously accused of intentional murder, is it true?"

Xiang Heng turned on the reporter's microphone, turned around and sat down on the sofa, unbuttoned the two buttons on the collar of his shirt, revealing a large and strong chest, "You want to hear the answer, tell me first, who asked you to come?"

"Mr. Xiang, we..." The reporter who was asked was shocked, trying to find words to prevaricate.

However, the man sitting on the sofa indifferently interrupted her, "Either tell me who asked you to come, or get out."

"Mr. Xiang, you are so anxious to drive us away, are you trying to protect Miss Ling?"

"You should tell Miss Ling to stop hiding, we all know that she is actually here. We also heard that President Ye is also here to socialize tonight." The speaking reporter smiled contemptuously.

It's really bold, actually cheating under the nose of other people's husband.

Suddenly there was a boil behind him, and the crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor.

When the reporter in the room turned around, he saw the man who appeared at the door.

Xin's long posture is elegant and elegant, with a gentle smile on his handsome face, but the smile does not reach the bottom of his eyes, making the ink-stained eyes look even colder and deeper.

As soon as he appeared, all the women's eyes brightened involuntarily.

When the Creator made him, he was obviously eccentric to the extreme.Even in such an ambiguous and chaotic environment, he is still like a noble son standing in the spotlight.

"You asked me to come just to see these cats and dogs?" As soon as the noble son uttered, he said badly.

The stunned reporter quickly recovered. Although he was ridiculed, although he was a little angry, he didn't dare to attack, but he straightened his back and forced his mouth to speak, "Is President Ye who came here to catch the rape as well?"

There was a reporter next to him who couldn’t hold back, and he laughed out loud, “I’ve seen someone who is arrogant, and I’ve never seen someone as arrogant as Mr. Xiang. It’s okay to have an affair with a woman under the nose of a man. Someone called down. Why, I think you are true love, and want Ye Zongcheng..."

"Snapped!"

With a heavy slap, the female reporter who was hitting staggered and fell to the ground.

Xiang Heng's eyelids twitched.

Ye Zi'an doesn't hit women.

Never.

But now because of her slight insult to Ling Qianmo, she started directly.

The person who was beaten also had a dumbfounded expression, clutching his cheek for a long time without responding.

The elegant and clear man wore a well-tailored suit, which looked expensive and elegant.There is still a gentle smile on handsome face, but there is a cold soaked in the heart and spleen between the eyebrows and eyes, which forms a strong contrast with the smile at the corner of his lips, which makes the heart cold.

The man's well-knotted fingers retracted one by one, clenched into a fist, and hung to his side, his gaze glanced at everyone calmly.

"Who gave your courage, pour dirty water on my wife of Ye Zi'an."

The reporters present had a fierce heartbeat, and the man's anger made them later realize that this man is not someone else, but Ye Zi'an.

And most importantly, they thought the person who gave the news was just talking, after all, no one had heard that Ye Zi'an was married.

But now, he actually admitted it himself.

"I'll leave it to you here, I'll go one step ahead."