For hours, everything should and shouldn't be done.

Lin Qianqian, you dead woman, if you dare to betray me, I will not take off your bones and make soup.

Yan Mubei was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he clenched his fists tightly, and his pair of demonic brown eyes burst out with horrifying eyes.

The bodyguards who stood far did not even dare to breathe loudly, and they all suppressed their bodies and reduced their presence.

Too hateful.

Young Master Yan had never gotten such a big temper and threw away all the entire Lin family hall.

Fragments scattered all over the ground, famous paintings, antique sofas, etc., in a mess.

The servants of the Lin family did not dare to act rashly, and all hid in the servant's room, so how could they dare to come out to stop the demons in their rage?

After hearing the phone, Deng Liang strode over: "Young Master Yan, there is news."

Yan Mubei glanced at him with a cold eyes and stared at him: "Where is it?"

"Ms. Lin entered the hotel last night on Zhenxing West Road."

Deng Liang had just finished speaking, and the man took domineering steps and walked out of the debris, with a cold handsome face without saying a word.

He kept walking outside. Seeing this, others hurriedly followed, leaving behind a scene that was beyond recognition like a typhoon crossing the border.

In the trembling state, there was no ability to resist.

Deng Liang felt that Lin Qianqian was dead this time, and he angered Yan Mubei like this. He was afraid that even ten deaths would not be able to offset his anger.

He has followed Yan Mubei for many years, met too many women around him, and also knew how irritable his temper was.

He never cared about those women. In his opinion, women are like clothes, and they only need to worry about what styles to change every day.

Of course, there have been women who are entangled without knowing how to live or die. Yan Mubei particularly hates women who are entangled and ungrateful. He never feels ruthless in dealing with them.

If you need to shake it, you will never be nostalgic.

But Lin Qianqian is an exception. She often makes him crazy and angry, but he just is reluctant to let go of her, and even a little... indulges in her.

Look, if a woman had dared to betray him in the past, he wouldn't have made a big move, nor would he have mobilized the troops to search the city and directly removed that woman from the list.

He won't lose his temper, nor will he hesitate for a moment.

In this way, it seems that Lin Qianqian is very likely to become the Empress of the Palace.

A group of dozens of people followed Yan Mubei's sports car and rushed out of the Lin family villa and headed straight to the Ston Hotel.

——★The dividing line of one-day addiction★——

After a good night's sleep, Lin Qianqian turned around and the hot water bag placed on her belly slid down.

The hot water bag lost its original temperature, but her belly was warm and very comfortable.

She stretched and took a deep breath with comfort and satisfaction.

Opening her eyes, the completely unfamiliar environment in front of her reminded her of her in a hotel suite.

She blinked, and her confused black eyes gradually became clear and spiritual, and then she remembered someone.

Where is Shangguan Zhixuan???

Last night, he helped her buy sanitary napkins and hot water bags, and carefully boiled brown sugar water for her.

Taking care of her so considerately and gentlely allowed her to spend the most difficult first day. Thinking of this, a feeling of emotion and sweetness emerged in Lin Qianqian's heart.

Shangguan Zhixuan is a good man who has nothing to say.

He took good care of her and accommodated her since childhood, and they never quarreled and blushed.
Chapter completed!