The beautiful wife of the president

"Transfer Yuanfan's film and television company to Lu Anqi, the sooner the better." ?#" Ji Weiyang cherishes words like gold.

"What? I said Ji Sanshao, are you drunk? The company's market value should be at least a few hundred million, and Lu Anqi just gave birth to a child for you. Is she worth the price!"

"It's not your turn to question my decision, all you have to do is execute it." Ji Weiyang's voice was deep and cold, and after finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

He walked out of the banquet hall, but still couldn't find Zhanyan. A waiter told him that he had just seen Mrs. Ji went to the garage.He took the elevator to the underground parking lot, and he saw Zhanyan sitting quietly in the Land Rover.

Ji Weiyang sat in the stance position, Wen Xiao said, "Why did you run down without waiting for me?"

"I'm tired." Zhanyan replied calmly.

Ji Weiyang rubbed her long hair with a smile, leaned forward, and wanted to kiss her lips, but Zhanyan turned his head away, and his lips only fell on her cheeks, like a dragonfly on water, just a little bit. passed away.

The loose long hair covered the expression on her face, and a look of disgust flashed in her clean eyes.There was still the smell of Lu Anqi's perfume on him, and the scene of their affectionate kiss was lingering in his mind, making Zhanyan feel dirty and disgusted.

Ji Weiyang didn't notice her abnormality, and in his eyes, he only thought it was shyness in her avoidance.He smiled and started the engine, and the car slowly drove away from the underground parking lot.

The night is silent, and the city is bright with neon lights.

Zhanyan looked out the car window blankly, the scenery on both sides of the road kept receding, but the dim lights couldn't lighten the temperature in her eyes.

Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was quiet, Ji Weiyang concentrated on driving, and occasionally looked at her with a smile through the rearview mirror, because Zhanyan kept turning his head, and he still couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.

After returning to the villa, Ji Weiyang washed off the smell of alcohol in the bathroom, and then walked into the bedroom. At this time, Zhanyan was sitting on the bedside, seriously flipping through the heavy medical books.

"It's not good for your eyes to read at such a late hour." Ji Weiyang stretched out his palm to cover the page.

Zhanyan raised her head, her eyes swept over him lightly. "When you don't go home, I read until late at night every day, and my eyesight is still very good. Your worries are unnecessary."

Ji Weiyang laughed, snatched her book and threw it aside. "I'm at home now, so you can only look at me." He lifted her round chin, grabbed her lips and kissed her. Her taste was delicious, but she didn't cooperate well, and she kept clenching her teeth.

"What's the matter?" He wrapped his arms around her waist, pressed his palms on her upturned buttocks and rubbed lightly.

"Today is the safe period, and I will not conceive. You can let me go." Her tone was calm and serious.

Ji Weiyang smiled wickedly, and pinched the tip of her nose fondly, "Do as you say. The purpose of love is to have a baby? Then after giving birth, I can't touch you anymore? It's really cruel."

At first, Zhanyan's indifference made him think that she was sexually frigid, but every time she was provoked by him, she was as wet and soft as water under his body, which always made him want to stop.

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