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

The warning was very meaningful, "then there will be no tongue, but there will be no words."

Mu Yufeng looks at the sunshine and looks handsome. With Zheng Wei's intuition as a bodyguard for many years, he is definitely not troubled.

There was some fear in his heart that he could not embarrass President Yan, and said, "Hui Mu, I am Mr. Yan's driver and bodyguard."

"Oh, it turned out to be a dog around Yan Shiting." Mu Yufeng's tone was full of contempt.

"It's my pleasure to be a dog around President Yan."

"Humph!" Mu Yufeng was too lazy to care about the next person, and ran towards Cheng Yingxuan three and two steps, "Xuan Xuan, wait for me!"

Before, there were some passengers who got off the plane. After passing the place where the passengers picked up, dozens of journalists were holding the camera in the crowd to take pictures of Yan Shiting.

Mr. Yan returned to China after plastic surgery on his left face. That's big news.

Many people wanted to see the style of Yan Shiting, the richest man in Asia.

Yan Shiting had already prepared, and sent more than one hundred bodyguards in black to block the reporter on the side and isolate an unaffected aisle.

"Mr. Yan, I heard that you have invited 20 top experts in the cosmetic industry in the United States for consultation. You have undergone three operations on your left face. Has your operation been successful?" A reporter was blocked by bodyguards and asked aloud. .

One person asked, and another reporter followed Yan Shiting while being blocked by the bodyguards. "Is your plastic surgery unsuccessful? Or why are you still wearing a half mask?"

"If you have a successful operation, what is the reason for wearing a half mask?"

"Mr. Yan, your mother has publicly admitted that Cheng Xiaobao is your son. Do you admit it? Do you care about the result of the operation?"

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Numerous questions were thrown over to Yan Shiting. He was unheard of, his face frosty, and there was no answer.

Cheng Yingxuan had expected this scene, she put on a mask for herself and Cheng Xiaobao before the reporter appeared, and took the initiative to stay away from Yan Shiting.

In this way, at least some reporters doubt her identity, the focus is still on Yan Shiting.

At the gate of the airport, ten black bodyguards stood on the sidewalk, and three cars were parked on the roadway behind.

As soon as Yan Shiting appeared, one of the bodyguards opened the front door of the Porsche and gave the car key to Zheng Wei.

Yan Shiting urged Cheng Yingxuan to ask for a gesture, "Get in the car."

Pap Pap! Pap Pap!

A red Ferrari convertible coupe hurriedly honked and stopped, and the driver Mu Yufeng handsomely raised his hand to Cheng Yingxuan, "Xuan Xuan, here, get on!"

"Don't get in his car!" Yan Shiting's face was cold, and a look, dozens of black bodyguards blocked Cheng Yingxuan.

"Mr. Yan, not only did you bring someone here today!" Mu Yufeng was also a gesture, and there were dozens of bodyguards in black suits sprang up next to him, seeing the two sides clash.

"Don't be afraid of him, just take my car! For you, I fight with him!" Mu Yufeng simply stood up from the driver's seat, unconsciously rolled up his sleeves to prepare for a dry rack.

Although the media reporters who arrived behind were stopped by more than 100 bodyguards for ten steps, they still held up their cameras and took pictures with excitement.

The Mu Family of the Mu Family has to face Yan Ya, the richest man in Asia, what a wonderful news!

Cheng Yingxuan glanced at Mu Yufeng displeasedly. Does he have to make things big?