The powerful pet of a wealthy family, he is very good at coaxing the husband of the chief executive.

Soothing light music was playing in the car on the way back. Li Wanxuan felt a little sleepy even as she leaned in Zhan Junyan's arms, so she immediately went to take a shower when she got home.

Zhan Junyan looked at the time and called Fu Jinghan.

But no one answered.

After waiting for about seven or eight minutes, Fu Jinghan's call came back.

"Hey, Brother Yan."

Zhan Junyan went straight to the point, "Your Excellency, please arrange for someone to protect my Xiaoyu's safety."

Fu Jinghan felt the seriousness in his tone, "Brother Yan, don't worry, I will never let anything happen to Xing Yu."

"Thank you."

"Brother Yan, please don't be so polite." Fu Jinghan paused and then said, "By the way, Brother Yan, what is the danger you are talking about? Otherwise, I will arrange for someone to eliminate the danger?"

Fu Jinghan actually dislikes the feeling that he is showing the enemy in the dark. That kind of passive feeling is very unpleasant.

Hearing a sound behind him, Zhan Junyan turned around and saw a woman coming out of the bathroom yawning.

One strap of the suspender skirt she was wearing fell down on her arm.

Zhan Junyan whispered to the other side of the phone: "The possibility that this bomb will explode is not yet certain, so protect Xiao Yu first."

"Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Junyan walked towards Li Wanyuan.

Li Wanyuan felt sleepy, and his eyes were only opened a crack when he walked.

Suddenly, she was picked up from the waist.

Li Wanxuan hung his arms around Zhan Junyan's neck with familiarity, and shouted softly, "Husband~"

Zhan Junyan lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, with a doting tone, "Why are you so sleepy?"

With that said, he hugged Li Wanxuan and put her on the bed.

"No~"

"Maybe I ate snail powder to sleep."

"Go take a shower quickly, husband."

Li Wanyan smacked Zhan Junyan's face, then adjusted himself to a comfortable position and sank into the quilt like a kitten.

In fact, her belly hurt slightly and her stomach was bloated. She didn't want him to notice.

Zhan Junyan glanced at her twice, turned off the headlights in the room, and then went to the bathroom.

The smell of Li Wanyan's bath still lingered in the bathroom, and Zhan Junyan glanced into the trash can.

When he came out of the shower, Li Wanyan was already asleep, but his brows were slightly wrinkled.

Zhan Junyan lifted up the quilt and lay down in it. A warm palm fell on Li Wanyan's belly.

After an unknown amount of time, the black mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated.

**

The residence of the president of country S - Crist Palace.

Song Xingyu went back to the villa to pack her things after class, and was brought here by Fu Jinghan's people.

An old man with a white beard came forward and said, "Hello, Miss Song, my name is An Fusen, and I am the housekeeper of Christ Palace."

"Hello." Song Xingyu nodded politely.

"Your Excellency, sir, has some important matters to attend to. I will receive you."

An Fusen was very respectful to Song Xingyu. After all, this was your first time to bring a woman here. Assistant Yuan also warned that the one who came over would be your future wife.

But what Anfusen didn't expect was that the person who came was so young.

Song Xingyu knew that Fu Jinghan was busy, but didn't think anything of it, "Okay, please."

Song Xingyu followed An Fusen and walked to the room.

Christ Palace is like a castle, very large, covering an area of ​​nearly [-] square meters.

Song Xingyu's family is also a wealthy one, but you can't help but be a little surprised when you enter the Christ Palace.

Fortunately, she has enough confidence, otherwise she would have been scared to death.

"Here we are, is it okay for Miss Song to stay in this room?" An Fusen asked, pointing to the room.

The room was so big that Song Xingyu couldn't even see her head. She just glanced at it casually and said, "Okay, I have no problem."

Anfuson then pointed to a door next to him and said, "This is your Excellency's room."

Song Xingyu followed An Fusen's direction and suddenly thought of a question, "Jing... are your family members at home?"

She agreed too quickly yesterday and forgot to ask about his family. Now that she was suddenly living in someone else's house, she would definitely take the initiative to say hello.

Anfuson said: "Your Excellency, Mr., lives alone in Christ Palace, and Mrs. Daisy only comes here once in a while."

Song Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. She was not ready to meet his family yet.

But Song Xingyu relaxed too soon.

Ever since she appeared in the Christ Palace, someone had already reported it to Mrs. Daisy.

"Then if Miss Song has no objection to the room, I will have someone pack your things for you."

Song Xingyu took a step back and said, "Okay."

An Fusen waved his hand, and several maids carrying Song Xingyu's luggage immediately entered the room.

"Dinner has been prepared. Would you like to rest for a while or eat now?"

"Will you come back for dinner tonight?"

Anfuson answered truthfully, "According to your itinerary given by Assistant Yuan, you will probably have dinner at the Presidential Palace tonight."

"……Oh."

At this time, the maids came out of the room.

An Fusen, "Ms. Song, the room has been tidied up. There is a red button next to the bed. If you have anything to do, just press the red button."

Song Xingyu nodded, "Okay, then I'll rest for a few minutes and go down to eat later."

Anfusen nodded.

Song Xingyu entered the room, and An Fusen closed the door for her.

Looking at the large room decorated in pink tones, Song Xingyu's mood was a little indescribable.

This room is quite similar to hers.

Song Xingyu took a few glances, and she liked it anyway.

Sitting on the sofa, Song Xingyu sent a message to Fu Jinghan.

Ban Li Xing: [I'm already here, thank you. 】

At this moment, while Babos was speeding towards the Palace of Christ, the noble man picked up his phone and took a look.

With a curl of his thin lips, Fu Jinghan put away his phone and ordered, "Drive faster."

Song Xingyu rested for about 15 minutes before going to eat.

The dinner was very rich, even a person like Song Xingyu who had eaten delicacies from mountains and seas would find it astounding.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Song Xingyu couldn't help but ask: "Uncle An, didn't you say that you won't come back to eat? Why prepare so much?"

With so many dishes, she can be full in one bite, right?

An Fusen took two steps forward and said, "Ms. Song, the part in front of you is what you said you like to eat. In addition, these are the chef's specialty dishes. If you like it after tasting it, you can make it for you in the future."

Hearing that this was the reason, Song Xingyu felt warm and sweet in her heart.

There is nothing happier than being taken into consideration.

"it is good."

Song Xingyu picked up the chopsticks.

In fact, she wanted to take a photo and send it back to her brother and sister-in-law to reassure them, but she was afraid of embarrassing Fu Jinghan, so she didn't take it.

Song Xingyu had just taken a few bites when hurried footsteps came from the door of the restaurant.