I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

The old servant felt nervous, as the fourth young master's wife was not someone to be trifled with.

The president’s order is important, but this is the future hostess of Wangshan Club.

She withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes, and took a step back tactfully.

Wen Wan stepped out of the room, and a group of people followed her. She ignored them and let them follow.

This is the territory of Wangshan Society, and it is their duty to follow here.

With systematic guidance, Wen Wan easily found the teahouse where Jiang Wang was.

In the tea room, Jiang Wang calmly sipped his tea and looked at the person who broke in.

The old servant bowed nervously, "President."

Allowing Wen Wan to break into Jiang Wang's teahouse is a capital crime.

But if she stopped Wen Wan, she would definitely not let her go after she became the fourth young master's wife in two days.

It's a death either way, so she has no choice but to take a gamble.

The old servant was shaking with nervousness, as if his head would fall to the ground in the next second.

Jiang Wang waved his hand, and the old servant retreated as if relieved.

Wen Wan walked over and sat down opposite Jiang Wang.

"I want to see him."

Jiang Wang did not blame her for being so rude, but put down the teacup in his hand and refused.

"impossible."

"I agreed to film the video, but I didn't agree to get married. You don't want to see a bloodbath at the wedding two days later, do you?"

Jiang Wang placed his hands on the tea table and tapped them slowly. "Are you threatening me?"

"Obviously, yes." Wen Wan nodded.

"What is President Jiang afraid of? He's not afraid that a powerless woman like me will rescue him, is he?"

"Besides, this isn't a feudal society where you can't meet before marriage. If I marry your son, I'll be your daughter-in-law. Who knows, I might even have to help smooth things over between you two."

"I don't need to explain the power of pillow talk."

Jiang Wang brought Wen Wan to the door of Jiang Si's room in a daze, only then did he realize that he had been pua by Wen Wan.

I saw him verifying his fingerprint and entering his password.

Those who didn't know would think that he had placed some priceless treasure in this room.

Is he so afraid that Jiang Si will run away?

After a while, the door was opened.

The room was dark, and a tall and strong man stood by the window.

The curtains were opened a little, and the sunlight from outside the window just hit his handsome features.

His brows were slightly furrowed, as if everything around him had become annoying.

"Asi."

A bright and cheerful voice came from behind. The man turned his head, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

A gust of fragrant wind blew into the man's arms. His body stiffened for a moment and he wrapped his arms around her body.

It was a long-awaited hug, but he didn't have time to enjoy it quietly.

Wen Wan in his arms looked up, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips without saying a word.

Jiang Si was stunned at first, then he held the back of her head with one hand and deepened the surprising kiss.

For a moment, pink bubbles filled the air as the two of them kissed passionately.

Jiang Wang and the housekeeper, who were standing at the door, blushed at the sight.

Jiang Wang coughed unnaturally. When had he ever seen Jiang Si so hungry?

This child has always been taciturn and serious.

This was the first time Jiang Wang had seen Jiang Si out of control.

Being emotionally influenced by a woman is not necessarily a good thing.

The housekeeper opened the door and closed it gently, sighing, "Young people nowadays are so passionate. I've never seen Fourth Master like this before. This Miss Wen is really capable."

"The Fourth Master has had a hard life since childhood. You can rest assured that you have a woman who understands you."

The sound of conversation and footsteps at the door faded away.

In the room, Wen Wan was pressed on the bed by Jiang Si, and was kissed so hard that he gasped continuously.

She pushed his shoulder, glaring at him, "He's gone."

Feeling the support from his shoulder and the softness on his lips, Jiang Si, still unsatisfied, leaned over and pecked Wen Wan's lips again.

Her lips are soft and delicious, just like her, making people feel soft-hearted.

He obediently got up from her, helped her up from the bed, and they both sat on the edge of the bed.