Fortunate Pregnancy, Forced Marriage: Boss is Addicted to Pampering His Wife

It might as well be harder from the beginning.

Lan Jinchen saw her go away without looking back, and the gentle pupil flashed coldly in an instant.

Just a second-hand goods, really take Joe. If it were not clear that Yan Shiting valued her, why did he fall into the trap.

He took out his mobile phone, called his assistant Liang Xu, and asked directly, "Did you arrange the man who attacked Cheng Yingxuan with a mask and attacked Cheng Yingxuan on the second floor of the blue building tonight?

"No. The man was bought by Ma Ronghua for 100,000 yuan with the intention to **** and kidnap Cheng Yingxuan. The man was sent to the police station and Ma Rong was also detained." Liang Xu said over the phone, "Lan Lan, we arranged People haven’t had time to shoot."

"No need to shoot, this time, Ma Rong accidentally helped me and let my hero save the beauty." He felt that although Cheng Yingxuan's appearance was still cold, her attitude towards him had become better, she owed With his affection, sooner or later, he can control her!

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Cheng Yingxuan walked out of the hospital door. Because she drove Lan Jinchen to the hospital in her own car, she went to the hospital parking lot and drove out the car to the direction of Jinghongyuan’s new home.

Only at the entrance of the community, I suddenly found that an Aston Martin luxury car with a license plate of five or eight was coming from the intersection.

Needless to say, Yan Shiting must have come to her.

He did not go to the apartment where she deliberately rented to cope with him, but came here to show that he had found the real address where she now lives.

She parked the car on the side of the road, Aston Martin stopped in front of her, Yan Shiting came off the car with a cold face, walked to her door, knocked on the window.

She opened the car door violently. She wanted to hit him with the car door. She didn't move like a mountain. She didn't move half a step. Instead, she opened the car door, and her dark pupils shot at her like X-rays.

She sat in the cab, facing him sideways, without looking at him, so she didn't find his cold eyes full of worry.

It wasn't until he found that she was safe and sound that his collapsed nerves relaxed.

After rubbing her forehead, she looked at him with a headache. "We didn't mean that we don't need to contact again. What do you mean now?"

"Huh, when did you say yes?" He sneered, "I didn't agree."

"I have a son." She counted the facts.

"So what." He was overbearing and arrogant. "Your man can only be me!"

This time she changed her to look at him and glanced at his cold and sturdy facial features. He saw that his toothy roots were almost broken and helpless. She suddenly felt a little funny, "If my son’s father appear……"

"I will throw him into the Sahara Desert of Africa, so that he will never come back!" He unknowingly clenched his fists, as long as he thought she belonged to another man, and gave birth to a son for another man, his heart He was mad with jealousy, scratching the same dull pain.

"You said that." She smiled and raised her lips. "Don't regret it."

Unexpectedly she would say so, he raised his eyebrows, "Why, you don't want to see the child's father?"

"Nonsense, that's an arrogant, domineering idiot. If I wait to see him..." She smelled beautiful. "With my good looks, can I still be single?"

"You just understand." He was very happy for her criticism of other men, especially her child's father. "In the future, no matter whether he appears or not, you can only have me in your eyes."

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