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

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Luo Mengna designed to climb Yan Shiting's bed. Not only was it unsuccessful, but she did not know what she was doing.

She couldn't help but sympathize with Luo's stupid woman.

Turn off the mail.

She clicked on the picture of Yan Shiting and Luo Mengna on the phone to see again...

The bed and background in the photo are not from the World Trade Hotel, that is, it has nothing to do with the night before. Did Yan Shiting touch Luo Mengna in other time?

Since you decided to break up, you don't think about it.

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In the luxurious office on the top floor of the Thunder Group, Yan Shiting sat on a leather sofa, with a slender cigar sandwiched between his long forefinger and middle finger, and the smoke ring floating out of his nose.

Li Ze hurriedly walked into the office, "BOSS, you asked me to buy the house opposite the house where Miss Cheng Hongxuan in Jinghongyuan lived. The surname of the head of the house was Ho. He had sold the house a few days ago."

"Who is the new buyer? The house was bought at a high price."

"BOSS, I have inquired that it was bought by Mu Yufeng, the youngest of the Mu Family, and he said he would not sell it for as much as possible.

"It's Mu Yufeng again!" Yan Shiting narrowed his eyes slightly, and the dead boy was really lively and crooked!

Li Ze looked at the president's uncertain face, believing that BOSS had a rival. If someone else, it is simply vulnerable.

In other words, it was Mu Dashao... Grandpa Yan's grand order ordered VIPs who could not move, and there was no death gold medal!

Yan Shiting wiped out half of his cigarettes in the ashtray, and a sneer was raised on the corner of his lips.

Cheng Yingxuan, the dead woman, thought he could break up with him by transporting his things back to Yanjia Villa?

Mu Yufeng thought that if he bought Cheng Yingxuan's house next to the door, he would get a moon near the water platform?

too naive!

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Cheng Yingxuan returned home at noon for lunch, and the car was parked downstairs. He saw Mu Yufeng standing at the door of the unit with a smile on his face, "Xuan Xuan, you are back!"

He smiled broadly, like a husband waiting for his wife to return.

Cheng Yingxuan sternly said, "What are you doing again?"

"Look at you."

"Get off." She jumped a word and entered the elevator to the fifteenth floor.

He followed into the elevator, afraid of her displeasure, and said timidly, "This is a public place."

She entered the house, and before he was about to enter, she snapped the security door shut and fed him a closed door soup.

Mu Yufeng stood outside, a wry smile at the corner of his lips, and waited outside stupidly.

Cheng Yingxuan slept for two hours, got up to work, and saw Mu Yufeng still standing outside the door, frowning, "Mu Yufeng, I said, don't pester me!"

"No... no entanglement..." He lowered his head, clearly one meter eighty-seven, Yinglang's male appearance, but like a big child doing wrong things.

"If you do this again, I will let the property drive you away, and I will not let you enter this community in the future." Jinghongyuan is a high-end community, and the security patrol is still very strict.

"The property doesn't care about this..."

"Really." She called the property. Ten minutes later, the two security guards reached the 15th floor. "Miss Cheng, what happened?"

She pointed to Mu Yufeng. "There is an unknown person following me. I suspect that he will do harm to me. Please throw him out."

"This gentleman..." one of the security guards said seriously, "Please don't harass our owners, otherwise we may call the police."

"I am also the owner of this place." Mu Yufeng pointed to the number 1501 on the opposite door of Cheng Yingxuan's house. "This is my new house."

The security guard doubted, "This owner is Mr. He, how could it be you?"