Moreover, this woman is the one she has envied and envied for twenty years, Han Jiangxue, who is destined to reach the top in the future!
Mon Nanfeng took a deep breath of air-conditioning.
I feel a little numb and a little angry.
Because Zhang Ruoyu described Han Jiangxue as a flower and described her as...
"I don't care if you came here to be a bitch on your own, or if someone is instigating you behind the scenes." Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette and said calmly. "My wife said that she will make me the King of Binhai in the future. I don't mind using my Binhai in advance.
The power of the king lets you know the dangers of society."
Monanfeng gave Zhang Ruoyu a cold look: "Do you think Lu Taisui, the Binhai King, dares to be so presumptuous in front of me?"
"I can only say that there are differences among the Binhai Kings in each term." Zhang Ruoyu stood up and said. "I'm going back and forth from where I came. I'm hungry."
Before Zhang Ruoyu opened the box door, he suddenly turned back and glanced at Mo Nanfeng: "By the way, I'll give you a suggestion. If you really don't want to get married and don't accept an arranged marriage, don't force yourself."
Before Mo Nanfeng could make a mockery, Zhang Ruoyu said seriously and solemnly: "Not every woman is as lucky as Xuebao to find an outstanding man like me."
Monan Fengqi shivered all over.
Han Shixiao accompanied Brother Zhang to leave the nightclub.
Lu Taisui just put his head into the house to find out what was going on, when his old face turned red and he flashed out.
Brother Zhang is still fierce...
He actually played hard with the only daughter of the Northwest King, and his clothes were even torn off.
You have to guard this matter for Brother Zhang, otherwise the world will be in chaos.
"What are you looking at?" Mon Nanfeng gave Lu Taisui a cold look. "I shouted for help so loudly, but you didn't hear me? You ungrateful old thing!"
After that, he put on a suit jacket and walked out of the box.
Lu Taisui froze in place, a little confused.
When did you call for help?
I lay by the door and listened for a long time, but didn’t hear anything?
Are you deliberately suppressing your emotions and shouting in your heart?
Mo Nanfeng got into her luxury car. The driver just glanced at the disheveled young lady from the corner of his eye and quickly looked away.
Deep in his eyes, a cold light flashed: "Miss, is someone bullying you?"
"My clothes are torn to pieces like this, are you blind?" Mo Nanfeng said coldly.
"Zhang Ruoyu did it?" The driver was full of murderous intent and was about to open the door and get out of the car.
"I did it myself." Mon Nanfeng said aggrievedly.
"Ah?" The driver froze.
Did you do it yourself?
The one named Zhang doesn’t look very good either. Miss, why are you so...
"Don't mention this to my dad." Mo Nanfeng curled his lips and said. "If he finds out, he will beat me to death."
"What about your fiancé?" The driver was a little tactful.
"He already knows." Mo Nanfeng said calmly.
"Can the boss keep it a secret? You know, your fiancé's family is most taboo about this kind of thing..." The driver was sweating profusely.
"It's taboo to cancel the engagement and I asked him to marry me?" Mo Nanfeng felt irritated and lit a lady's cigarette. "Damn, it's really unlucky to meet such a bitch man!"
When the driver started the car, he was not sure whether the bitch man was scolding the young lady's fiancé or Zhang Ruoyu.
But no matter who he was scolding, the driver didn't dare to talk to him.
…
Han Shixiao focused on driving as usual.
Zhang Ruoyu tilted his head, holding a cigarette in his mouth, chatting with Xuebao on WeChat.
"What time is it? You will be back before eleven o'clock? Don't you usually play until midnight?" Xuebao made a frightened expression.
"What do you mean? Why don't you go home early? Did you bring a wild man into your house?" Zhang Ruoyu pulled out a bloody knife. "Han, I and you are inseparable!"
Mr. Han glanced at her red lips, put a question mark, and ended the WeChat chat.
Wearing an apron and working in the kitchen, I was dripping with sweat.
Damn it, the air conditioner in the living room can't control the grumpy kitchen. Mr. Han had previously laughed at Brother Zhang for being shirtless every time he cooked, which was clearly to seduce him.
Tonight, it was the first time that Ms. Han was cooking a big meal. She was so hot that she would definitely have taken off her clothes if there wasn't too much meat on her breasts and the cooking was wobbly.
After several months of getting along, Mr. Han basically understood Brother Zhang’s eating habits.
The spicier the better, and the stronger the taste the better. A tough-blooded man like Brother Zhang is the best.
Mr. Han is so busy that she hasn't even had dinner. It's not that she doesn't want to go to Han's house to have dinner, but she doesn't take Brother Zhang with her. Grandma and Xiaodong must have made a fool of themselves again, saying "Sister, why are you back alone again?"
?", "You should eat less of this dish, it's for Ruoyu", "Sister, please go back to your home quickly, brother-in-law can't see you when he gets home, so don't be angry", "Damn Xuebao, do you understand?
You know how to manage a marriage."
Mr. Han was tired of hearing these words.
So as long as Brother Zhang doesn't accompany her to Han's house, she will definitely not go there alone.
Twelve o'clock.
Xuebao prepared a table of meals on time, but because he was unfamiliar with his knife skills, he accidentally cut his thumb, causing Mr. Han to scream in pain.
During the entire cooking process, Mr. Han received several very disturbing text messages from unknown numbers.
The content is roughly that Brother Zhang is having fun outside, doing this and that with his beautiful sister.
He also did shameful things alone in the box.
After reading it, Mr. Han couldn't help but reply: "Take some photos and send them to me for appreciation. I'll see what kind of figure that sexy fox is like. He can actually control my Brother Zhang."
Click.
The sound of Brother Zhang unlocking the door sounded.
Xuebao, who dressed up as a cook, smoothed back some hair that was wet with sweat from his forehead, clasped his hands on his lower abdomen, and stood in the living room with small steps to wait for Brother Zhang to arrive.
"Sir, dinner is ready. Do you want to eat it first or wash it before eating?"
Zhang Ruoyu, who smelled of alcohol, was stunned for a moment. Has this girl been stunned by watching ancient puppets recently?
But look at Xuebao's rosy face, watery eyes, and that soaking wet, curvy and hot body.
Brother Zhang stretched out his hand to lift up Xuebao, who was pretending to be a shy slave, and said with a grin: "Serve the wine."
