Wife contract has expired: want to remarry, no way!

Tang Wanliang sobbed, nodded and took back his tears. His shoulders were still shrugging. The tears from his swollen eyes covered his small cheeks, and his cherry like red lips sobbed faintly.

"Still crying?"

After speaking, a warm and thick red lip was covered.

"Well." Tang Wanliang's tears stopped immediately. The overbearing kiss was like a magic spell and fixed her in the passenger seat.

The black Bentley started and drove to the Korean Park.

Along the way, the president and his wife were thinking.

As Han Jingchu expected, he Yuanyi sold her daughter to the Han family as a chip.

During the day, I need an internship. With a poor internship salary, no wonder the little woman around me needs to work in a bar.

Thinking of this, Han Jingchu couldn't help feeling distressed.

Tang Wanliang was determined by the kiss. His heart was gradually filled with a sense of security. Was he complaining about injustice for himself.

Think of Han Jingchu's three words of my voice, Tang Wanliang's heart seems to have a warm current flowing slowly.

Send Tang Wanliang back to Hanyuan and leave the black Bentley.

In the car, Han Jingchu dialed a phone and went out, "Xu Ming, let the stylist come to Han Yuan and dress up Tang Wanliang. I'll take her to the reception tonight."

Xu Ming was stunned on the phone for a long time. His president said he would take the president and his wife to the reception? Is this the wrong number? Or was the president's cell phone stolen?

"Speak!" The voice roared out of the overbearing male air cavity.

"Yes! President, do it right away. " Xu Ming came back and promised.

Half an hour later, a luxury car stopped in Hanyuan.

Three stylists came in from outside the villa and bowed respectfully to Tang Wanliang, who was drinking water on the sofa. "Hello, Madam President!"

"Who are you?" Tang Wanliang was surprised. Han Jingchu asked her to wait at home just now. Did he ask her to wait for these people in front of her?

What's this? Tang Wanliang doesn't know why.

Before she could react, the man had been pushed in front of the mirror.

The water sprayed on her face and she quickly closed her eyes.

"Madam President, I'll make you a pre makeup spa. Please relax." A respectful voice came.

For the next three hours, Tang Wan's cool hair, hands and feet were tampered with by people.

Open her eyes again, Tang Wanliang was surprised and couldn't believe that the woman in the mirror would be herself.

Apricot eyes were smeared with light pale pink eye shadow and eyelashes rolled up.

His long black hair was tied in a bun behind his head.

No woman doesn't love beauty. Tang Wanliang can't help standing up and enjoying himself in the mirror.

"Madam President, are you satisfied with this shape?"

The designer asked behind her.

Tang Wanliang nodded and stood in place for a turn. Her dancing skirt glittered under the light, which made her more clear and moving.

This scene was just seen by Han Jingchu who came in with an evening dress.

Han Jingchu held out his hand and motioned the designers not to make a sound. He stood in place and looked at Tang Wanliang, who was intoxicated. He couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth.

This woman, just changed her hair style, how did she become so beautiful.

Han Jingchu secretly thought, if there was no su Weian, would he have a chance to be gentle and cool

"Han Jingchu, why did you come so early?" Tang Wanliang's words interrupted Han Jingchu's thoughts. She looked at the man in front of her with a little surprise.

Han Jingchu took back his eyes, walked indifferently to Tang Wanliang, gave her the dress in his hand, and then said forcefully, "put this on. I don't want you to wear rags when you attend the party. That's the person who lost me!"

Although his tone was still cold, it was more human than before.

Tang Wanliang was so careful that she couldn't hear the charm. She was happy, but she deliberately pretended to disdain and said, "am I ugly now?"

"Of course..." Han Jingchu wanted to answer casually, but when he saw Tang Wanliang's eyes darkening rapidly, a trace of unbearable flashed in his heart, and then said, "No."

Tang Wanliang's eyes lit up again, and a smile that would bloom only after being praised by her beloved was about to appear on her face.

"But it would be better to put on a dress." Han Jingchu's cold tone came again.

"Oh."

Tang Wanliang replied cleverly this time, holding the dress and entering the bedroom.

Tang Wanliang was not in a hurry to change her dress. Instead, she stood in front of the mirror, held up her dress, and compared it with Han Jingchu. She was even more happy because she found that the dress was a couple's dress with Han Jingchu.

"Lovers wear... Are we lovers?" Tang Wanliang thought in her heart that although they were a decent couple, she would rather they were just lovers, famous and real.

"But Han Jingchu only likes Su Weian." Tang Wanliang suddenly became a little sad when the woman's name appeared in her heart.

"Tang Wanliang, are you all right?" Han Jingchu outside the door said.

Tang Wanliang heard the magnetic male voice and put away her dress in a panic.

In a hurry.

"Pa -" the dress fell to the ground. She squatted down in a hurry to pick it up.

The man heard the sound and went to the bedroom door.

Han Jingchu crossed his hands in front of his chest, one shoulder against the door frame, looked at the slender figure with a disdain, and hurriedly picked up the dress.

A sentence came out: "such boldness, as Mrs. Han, is not very qualified."

Tang Wanzhen stopped her movements, raised her head and pursed her mouth unhappily. The light refracted the cherry lip gloss on her mouth so that no one could bite.

The man suddenly squatted down and raised Tang Wanlu's thin jaw.

Looking at this beautiful and lovely face, he asked, "if ugly people are really stupid, my wife of Han Jingchu doesn't need to bend down to do these trivial things, remember."

Then, with a warm lip seal, he stamped a chapter on Tang Wantao's mouth, which seemed to be a hint for Tang Wantao to learn to let servants take care of their daily life.

The man went to the bedside and looked at the direction of the closet: "quickly change the dress and see if it can be stuffed in."

This man really doesn't hurt people. Obviously Tang Wanliang is tall and slender, but he deliberately uses the word "plug" to ridicule and attack her.

Tang WanChen liked the evening dress very much in her heart, but she said with disgust on her face, "who wants to wear a couple dress with you, we are not lovers."

At first sight, Han Jing decided to clean up the rampant woman, so he took Tang Wanlu in his arms: "Mrs. Han, if you talk like this, be careful that your man is not happy."

With that, a trace of evil smile arose from the corners of his mouth.

Tang Wanzhen was frightened by the malicious smile and said repeatedly, "no, no, I don't dare!"

"So how do you make amends?" Han Jingchu loosened Tang Wanlu, twisted his wrist with his left hand and straightened the complicated buttons on his cuffs.

"I... I can wash and cook for you, and I can..." Tang Wanzhen racked her brains and couldn't think of what else she could do.

"You can also make love eggs!" She cheered as if she had a great skill.

Han Jingchu held back his smile and said, "put on your dress and come back to clean you up."

After that, he went downstairs and sat in the hall waiting for Tang Wanzhen to come down.

Tang Wanzhen hurriedly changed into her dress, but because the zipper of the dress was behind her, she couldn't pull it up no matter how she tried, so she had to lift her skirt and want to go downstairs for help.

That domineering poisonous tongue president, she doesn't dare to expect. Let him help. There will be another burst of abuse. Let's go to Aunt Fang.

Tang Wanzhen quietly walked up the stairs with a probe in three steps. She was just trying to see if Han Jingchu was in the hall. Unexpectedly, as soon as she stretched out her head, her eyes collided with Han Jingchu.

Han Jingchu looked at Tang WanChen, who was concave and convex after wearing the dress. He just wanted to boast about her. Unexpectedly, the next moment, his eyes fell on a large white back without zipper behind the woman. He "hissed" and laughed.

The man looked at the cramped little woman gently and walked upstairs slowly.

Warm hands shook her fragrant shoulder, turned the woman's body back to her, and the fine and smooth skin was exposed to the waist with the zipper button.

The woman's black bud, silk edge and bottom. Ruo yinruo's slim waist. Fortunately, others have been sent out by him. Only he can see her seductive appearance.

Han Jingchu gently slid a finger along the woman's smooth neck to the position of the zipper.

Tang Wanliang's whole body was suddenly numb, like an electric shock, stunned in place and gave a Jiao. Pant.

Han Jingchu hugged Tang Wanliang from the back ring. A magnetic male voice whispered in her ear: "are you hooking me?"

Then he gently buried his head in Tang Wan's cool and slender neck and kissed it gently. The smell of women's fragrance came to his nostrils.

Kissing, gently zipped up with both hands and walked downstairs with a smile.

……

The black Bentley stopped at the gate of the international hotel, the handsome man got off, and the gentleman opened the front passenger seat door.

A beautiful woman in a fishtail dress got out of the car shyly, surrounded Han Jingchu's solid arm and walked slowly towards the chairman under the attention of the public.

The couple's wedding dress is displayed gracefully under the glass light, perfect like a pair of wall people.

The crowd began to talk again, but this time, holding Han Jingchu's hand, Tang Wanliang felt so down-to-earth.

"You see, there is another woman around president Han. That woman is so cheap!"

"Those who can go to President Han's bed are certainly not qualified without Fox and flattering Kung Fu."

"Well, I don't know how long this woman will stay."

"A day or two?"

"An hour or two. Look at the world you haven't seen."

"Ha ha ha..."

A contemptuous smile came out of the rustle of other people's comments.

Sitting at the guest of honor, Han Jingchu gathered up a group of enchanting beauties as usual, but Han Jingchu didn't look at them.

"Don't you see a woman around me?" The man raised his eyebrows and pointed, and the butterflies scattered dejectedly.

Those beauties stared at Tang Wanliang fiercely, thinking that her identity was the same as them, but it was just a plaything of President Han Da.

Han Jingchu glanced at the women without expression. Then he looked at Tang Wanliang with a red face.