Young Master's NO.1 Warm Wife

Lance is a living scum man. This cognition makes Wenning suddenly angry.

She was very angry, but she was worried about Lu Yeqing. Therefore, she didn't want to make things big, so she thought about when she could find a suitable time, even if it was a proper reminder to Lance's wife.

To Wenning's surprise, Lance came to the door before she could take action.

It was probably during pregnancy that the reaction gradually came up. The whole banquet hall was filled with the smell of boring dessert. Wenning not only didn't arouse his appetite, but even felt a little stuffy and wanted to vomit.

It happened that Lu Yeqing was talking to people and couldn't get away. She hid in the side hall alone to get some air.

In comparison, the side hall is much colder than the main hall.

After drinking a few mouthfuls of boiled water from the waiter, the discomfort in her stomach was relieved. As soon as she put down her glass, a deja vu voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"I didn't expect that we would see each other so soon. Do you think that means we have a lot of fate?"

Realizing the identity of the person coming, Wen Ning immediately twisted his eyebrows into a Sichuan character, turned around and smiled and said, "I didn't expect to be lucky to see the same scum man twice in a day."

Lance's Chinese level is almost the same as her mother tongue. Naturally, she can't hear the irony in her words.

He stared at Wen Ning for a few seconds, but smiled without anger. "I never quarrel with people about cheap. This trick can't annoy me. And I'm much more generous than Lu Yeqing. Why don't you make an offer?"

These banquets in the upper class look bright, but most of the time the so-called "wives" introduced by men are just little lovers raised outside, but the picture is good.

Wenning didn't expect him to be so rude. He was stunned for a moment.

Lance mistakenly thought that she was moved by her own conditions, stepped forward and stretched out her hand. When she could meet, Wen Ning, who responded in time, quickly turned aside and showed her disgust.

The distance between the two people was widened. She coldly warned: "Mr. lance, please respect yourself. I believe you don't want to be taken away by the police at your welcome party?"

After being rejected again and again, Lance began to lose his face.

Before he could speak, Wen Ning hissed softly and added lukewarm, "but I forgot that for scum like you who pedal two boats, this little thing should be nothing."

When the voice fell, Wen Ning realized that his situation was really bad.

She just chose a side hall at will. There were few people in it. Now there are only two people left in such a large space, she and Lance.

There is a big difference between men and women. If something happens, she has no chance of winning.

Aware of this fact, Wen Ning calmed down, looked slightly restrained, and slowed down a little, "you can rest assured that I won't take out your bad private life on this occasion."

She really hates men who are amorous, but she knows which is more important.

In terms of Lu Yeqing's attention to the banquet, it's not difficult to guess that lance is an important person. If you really spread out your private affairs, I'm afraid neither side can get any benefits.

Wen Ning calmed down and his face returned to normal. "If there's nothing else, excuse me."

Lance, who had been angered, was obviously not so easy to be appeased. He said with a grim smile: "I really like your thorny rose. I'd like to see if Lu would offend me for just a woman?"

Then he grabbed Wenning's arm with one hand and tried to kiss him.

The man's arm strength is amazing. It seems that he often exercises. Wen Ning's two arms are clamped by him and can't move. The strange male breath is approaching, which makes her goose bumps all over.

In addition to panic, Wen Ning had to bite his teeth and hit the other party's next three ways.

She used 100% of her strength, and her lower body happened to be the most vulnerable place for men. Lance gave a cry of pain, and the whole man immediately shrank into a mess, looking like he couldn't stand stably.

"You fucking want to die!" lance bowed his waist and covered his aching lower body. He looked into Wenning's eyes and seemed to be about to spit out fire.

Standing at the door, Wen Ning's hanging heart finally fell down and retorted. It was called an unchanged face.

"In strict accordance with China's law, what I just did can obviously only be regarded as self-defense. If you continue to make weak actions, I guarantee that the consequences will be more serious."

Lance didn't get angry but smiled, squeezing out words from his teeth, "Oh, it's up to you?"

The pain gradually eased over. He straightened up slowly and sneered while sorting out the messy collar. "For people like you, it's easier for me to solve than to crush an ant."

It's going to be a long time. I always have a way to get you to come to the door.

Wen Ning's heart jumped, but his face was silent. He pretended that he didn't care about it and turned and left.

Lu Yeqing, who was about to go looking for someone, raised his eyes and saw that Wenning and lance returned to the main hall one after another. Their expressions were not quite right. Lance's face was as black as the bottom of the pot. It was obvious that something had happened.

The two met. Wen Ning had not thought about his speech, but a harsh noise came out at this time.

The sound lasted less than two seconds. As soon as the unknown guests came to relax, they saw that the originally dark screen in the middle of the hall lit up, photos flashed, and suddenly fell into a dead silence.

None of the flashed photos are large-scale pornographic photos. Women's faces are different, but there is only one hero.

Lance.

He suddenly became the protagonist, which made Lance's face green with anger. Where can he care about the image? He shouted at the backstage: "where are people dead?! don't close this to me quickly!"

But no matter how he shouted, the picture still appeared on the screen for a moment.

It is said that gossip is the essence of human beings. Suddenly, a faint voice came from the crowd, "if you count correctly, this should be one?"

Lance was so anxious that he had to rush backstage in person, but no one expected that the woman who had been standing beside him blocked his way at this time, and then directly raised her hand and slapped him in full view of the public.

In the silence, the slap in the face was particularly clear.

Mrs. lance was not the kind of girl who was weak. She beat lance directly.

Blood stains oozed from the corners of his mouth, and his cheeks suddenly swelled up. How embarrassed it looked.

Mrs. lance was still angry, and then slapped again. "What did you say when you got married? You said you would be good to me all your life. This is your way to be good to me, isn't it?"