Xu Zekai lost interest and walked alone to the sofa and sat down. The two women also took the initiative to approach his arms.

Huang Yunlan turned around and stepped forward in anger. She went back to him directly with Chanel bag in her hand. Xu Zekai blocked it with his hand, "Stop going crazy here." There was a hint of anger in his voice.

Huang Yunlan really didn't know what qualifications he had to be angry with her, "You call me here to embarrass me and treat me as your tool for entertainment?"

Xu Zekai crossed his legs and reached out to hug the beauty beside him, "Discussion? I don't mean that. Miss Huang should know that everyone is adults and just playful, so don't take some things seriously."

"After talking about it, you just don't want to be responsible for the last incident. You know that's mine..." She felt a little difficult to speak afterwards.

Xu Zekai disagreed: "What's yours? Your first time? I know, so what? Can you do the first time for so many women? Is there one by one to take charge of it?" He said with a funny look: "It's all adults. Miss Huang should change your feudal stubborn thoughts, which are all things that you love and do."

Huang Yunlan never knew that the man she remembered for so many years was actually a cynical and romantic bastard.

She was so angry that she trembled, and even more humiliated that she stepped forward and waved her hand and slapped him in the face, "Xu Zekai, you bastard, you will be retribution sooner or later."

Xu Zekai said with a smile instead of anger: "I'll wait for you to express my good words."

Seeing her turning and leaving, the man waved to her back.

It's 10:30 p.m.

On the way to the airport, Zhanyan was suddenly forced to stop by a red Maserati.

Even if you have good driving skills, you don’t have to drive a speed worth millions.

The black Audi car has a layer of paint scratched, and the marks are obvious.

Half-opened the car window, stopped the car, lit a cigarette calmly, and saw a young girl wearing a flamboyant dress coming out of another red sports car.

Ying Yueyao shouted to the people in the car, "Get out of the car, I won't let you leave."

"I don't allow you to go to Paris to find Zhuang Mingyue. She is already my elder brother's fiancée. It is impossible for you to go with her. You leave me now. I won't let my elder brother know about this."

"If you are very idle, you might as well go home and read more books." Zhan Yan irritated and let out a sip of cigarettes. His mature and handsome face did not show much emotion, but the cold voice already showed his impatient attitude.

"Yes, I'm just very idle. Who makes me like you? Otherwise, I'll be full and I'll be humble in front of you again and again." Ying Yueyao used to know him well and approach him.

These words have only been said yet because Ying Yueyao was afraid of saying the rejection answer from him.

She would rather be misunderstood by others than maintain such a close relationship.

Although she was deliberately approaching him and was intimately distanced from him, she could not get rid of her. She relied on her identity and kept entangling around him.

But whoever can tell the relationship is accurate. If you like it, you will fall in love with it, and she doesn’t want to deceive herself.

Even if my mother disagrees, she will be entangled in this person for the rest of her life.

The banquet has been 26 years old. Not to mention the suitor, but just being confessed, I have been tired of hearing countless times.

Zhanyan threw away the cigarette butts outside the car window, untied his seat belt and got out of the car. Without a word of nonsense, he went forward and pinched her neck, and the strength in his hands tightened little by little.

Ying Yueyao felt the hostility in his eyes. At this moment, Ying Yueyao really felt that he would kill her with his own hands, but she did not struggle at all.

"I thought it through clearly. Zhan is not a gentleman, and he doesn't like someone to interfere in my affairs. Next time... I don't know if Miss Ying still has the life to see the sun the next day."

When Zhan Yan saw that she was about to faint, the strength in her hands loosened.

"Cough cough cough..." Ying Yueyao covered her chest, breathed in big breaths, bent down and coughed constantly.

Ying Yueyao was forced to tears from the corner of her eyes. She looked at the person driving away and collapsed on the ground with weakness.

She gritted her teeth, and even though she suffered all the hardships, she still stood up staunchly, got in the car, and quickly chased him.

But this time, Ying Yueyao was chased and lost.

She looked at the airport where people were coming and going, but she never found him.

When Zhuang Mingyue was pestering him, he never moved him. Now Zhuang Mingyue is the future Mrs. Jiang of the Jiang family, and he has been entangled incessantly.

Ying Yueyao seemed to have decided to have a banquet and knew that his purpose was Zhuang Mingyue, so she hurriedly booked a ticket to Paris.

Little did they know that all this was within the plan of the banquet.

The banquet that had returned from the same route was already received in just fifteen minutes.

Qi Cheng: "Ying Yueyao has bought a plane ticket to Paris, and the transfer time will take twelve hours."

Exhibition feast: "I understand."

Since the Chanban stepped down as president of Ai Lan, Ying Yueyao will appear in front of the Chanban when she seized the opportunity and tracked the Chanban almost all day.

Zhuang Haisheng asked him to come back completely. When Zhanyan returned to Nanyuan Villa, it was already 11:30 in the evening.

Jiang Man seems to have been waiting for a long time.

The car key in his hand was thrown to the entrance.

Jiang Man ate the sour plums in her hand. The plums were the fresh plums that Zhuang Haisheng specially sent back from overseas, watching the boring prenatal education disc.

"This child can't get beaten for a few months. Even if I am a tool to avenge you, isn't it long enough? Zhuang Haisheng will prepare a press conference tomorrow to announce your identity and let you confirm the identity of Zhuang's eldest son. I think... at that time, you don't want her to know about your relationship."

Exhibition: "Can't wait?"

"I have sworn that I want everyone named Zhuang to live or die!" Jiang Man put on her heavy pregnant belly when she put on her face, and watched Zhan Yan's original hatred disappear, and smiled, "Of course, except you."

"Zhuang Mingyue...I'm afraid I don't need to clean up." She stepped forward and reached out and buttoned the buttons of the black shirt showing off her banquet, with her eyes as charming as silk. "We have been colluding for so many years, and no one knows you better than me. If you want to inherit his property, you might as well... let me be your woman together. This is the greatest punishment for him. Even if we don't need to do it, he will vomit blood and die if he gets a little excited. First, we can save our actions, and secondly, no one will find us."

Zhan Yan narrowed her dangerous eyes and pinched her back neck with her hands. Jiang Man raised her head in pain and met his sight. "Attention and thoughts are indeed good. When something happens to Zhuang Haisheng, she will come back by herself, which saves me the effort to find her."

"But...how do you know that after Zhuang Hai dies, I will not attack you?"
Chapter completed!