Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

The purpose of Yan Zhou's marriage to her has always been clear, not for love, but for the children, and for the Yan family.

The latter is more relevant.

The Yan family is an established family, and indeed has a rich heritage, but the modern society is developing too fast, and it is inevitable to encounter a problem, the family is no longer as prosperous as it used to be.

If you cling to the glory of the past, if you are too lonely, you will fall.

The Yan family needed drastic changes, and Mr. Yan, who had a keen sense of smell, first aimed at the entertainment industry.

This is a big cake, if you just participate in it rashly, it may not be popular, and it may even not be worth the loss.

The Zou family is an industry giant.

Their marriage, a commercial marriage, the combination of an established family in Yancheng and a new cutting-edge family, a strong alliance, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

But if it is reported that there is a disagreement, it is not just a matter of face.

Gritting his teeth, he asked, "What's in it for you?"

"Is there any benefit? Didn't the third master already do the first grade of junior high school? Does it matter if I do the fifteenth grade or not?"

Zou Zhiyi looked at him with a smile, but his eyes were cold.

"Mr. Yan has a deep affection for Lu Chaomu. Even after getting married, he still misses him. With a single word from the other party, the third master's soul is taken away. One visit to the wedding scene is not enough. There are so many people at the engagement banquet one after another. Let’s do it again, under the watchful eyes of everyone, anyone with eyes can see clearly whether they fit together or not.”

Zou Zhiyi raised his head, his small face didn't look very good, his lips looked pale and weak, but he was born rebellious and could easily vomit blood from his anger.

"The third master has done everything right, but now there is still a thief calling for a thief?"

Yanzhou's face was tense, and his psychological quality was excellent. Even when he was slapped in the face, he could still keep his expression on his face and his heart skipping a beat.

"I don't want to plant a piece of grassland on my head for no reason. The third master is happy to be a father. That is your freedom. I will not interfere. Please don't waver in front of me. I find it disgusting."

Yanzhou's temples twitched twice, his eyes narrowed, and the end of his eyes showed a sharp arc.

Zou Zhiyi looked at him neither humble nor overbearing, showing his white teeth, "Patience has a bottom line. If the third master keeps stepping on the bottom line, I don't mind teaching Lu Chaomu a lesson."

"Let this young lady understand whether it's right for a husband who troubles others with everything."

Yan Zhou's eyes darkened suddenly, "Are you threatening me?"

"No, I just want to remind Miss Lu."

If Yanzhou didn't take Lu Chaomu's matter to himself, it really had nothing to do with threatening him.

But it's a pity that Third Master Yan really likes Lu Meiren, and he puts Lu Chaomu in his heart. Touching Lu Chaomu's finger is more serious than touching his life.

Maybe this is true love.

Zou Zhiyi smiled slowly, met Yan Zhou's almost murderous gaze, tiptoed to his ear, exhaled a faint fragrance, lingering in his nose.

"Yanzhou, is it true that Lu Chaomu is the only human being in your eyes? As for me, I am the ant you step on at will..."

The tone was soft, as if coquettish, "But don't forget that ants also have the wisdom of ants, if you make me anxious, at worst, we will die together."

Originally, I didn't want to make the scene so ugly, but I couldn't bear the repeated provocations.

The clay figurine is still three-dimensional, not to mention she can turn the world upside down.

"If I can't touch you, Third Master, I can settle for the next best thing. A delicate beauty like Ms. Lu is the best to deal with. I guarantee that she will regret knowing you from now on..."