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1207. Chapter 1207 [Interview] Chang Chang VS Chang Mian

He turned around, and Zi Ran caught up with her, took Zi Yang's other hand, and asked urgently: "Who are you? Let go of Yang Yang!"

Bang——————

As soon as Zi Ran finished speaking, there was a bang, and Fu Hong violently grabbed Zi Ran's hand and pushed her hard.

"Take them all away!"

Several of Fu Hong's subordinates looked at each other in confusion, completely confused as to why the Crown Prince was so angry; but they heard one thing clearly: The Crown Prince has a woman? And such a big son?

This is simply breaking news.

Qin Shou knelt down and looked at the completely reduced version of the prince curiously, "Qin Cao, look, this boy looks like-"

"Hey kid, where did you come from?"

"Look at it, of course I am the product of my father and my mother, and emerged from my mother's belly. Your question is so retarded."

And his contemptuous eyes were more like saying: You are such a slut!

"Still not leaving?" Fu Hong, who had walked a few steps, suddenly turned around and glanced coldly: "That's my son! Take a good look!"

"Hey, let me go, let me go!"

Ziyang was thrown into the car, and Fu Hong got into the back seat immediately, restraining her tightly with his hands like iron rods: "You want me to let you go, you're dreaming!"

"Ziyang, let me tell you, in this life, you will never let me go. You'd better keep this in mind."

"Who are you? I don't know you at all. Do you understand what I say?"

Ziyang was really confused.

She has not yet realized that she can no longer draw a clear line between her and this domineering man in her life.

From now on, she belongs only to him! A business overlord named Fu Hong!

"Fu Hong, your son's father!"

Fu Hong opened his cold lips and swore arrogantly!

One of the world's most wealthy families, a business overlord whose every step will cause the global economy to turmoil, Fu Hong, the Crown Prince of the Fu family!

He directly packed the people back to the Fu family manor and braked quickly, making people vaguely feel the anger of the car owner.

Fu Hong got out of the car, holding the woman in one hand and his son in the other. Someone from Fu's Manor immediately came to greet him.

"Prince, you are back."

"roll!"

Without even looking at him, he walked directly into the villa with his wife and children in his arms. Everyone who saw him bent down and shouted respectfully: "Prince."

Fu Hong put his son in the living room, resisted Ziyang and strode into his room, then threw her hard on the bed.

The next second, he took off his suit, unbuttoned the cuffs and collar of his shirt button by button, and leaned over to press it down.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he quickly stretched out two fingers, pinched her chin and forced her to look at him, and then stared into her eyes seriously.

What would you do if a woman who promised she would never forget you showed a pair of unfamiliar and frightened eyes?

Fu Hong's only thought at the moment is: punish her severely!

"You bad woman who abandoned her husband and son! Why did you forget me?!"

A failed and cold smile flashed across his lips, and it was very unpleasant to face her cold and unaffectionate eyes.

All the past events resurfaced in his mind, and he became increasingly angry. An unknown fire filled his heart and he pressed his lips heavily for a second.

Fu Hong released a hand to hold the back of her head, moved his lips first, blocking the smart little mouth domineeringly, and then followed up with a long and wanton peck.

He looked cold and self-possessed, but when he kissed someone, he showed off his true nature. He used his tongue alone to create huge waves in her mouth, so ferocious and cruel that it seemed as if he wanted to tear people apart and swallow them whole.

Ziyang was so frightened that she ducked and opened her eyes as wide as possible. Why did he kiss her?

Damn! Disgusting! So disgusting!

But no matter how she dodges, she can't escape his pursuing tongue, and his thin, wet lips are tightly entangled in her mouth.

Her heart suddenly sank.

Woohoo...

Who is this man?

Why don't you tell right from wrong, don't listen to explanations, and act like you owe him millions?


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