Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

She has always been in charge of her affairs.

Even in the Han family, no one can make her do what she doesn't want to do.

What Han Yanran has been pursuing is her own freedom.

"I say it doesn't matter?" Han Yanran's lips curved, as if deliberately provoking, "Do you have the final say?"

Some things about Tang Shaoting could not help appearing in her mind.

This man himself is not the eldest wife's child of the Tang family. As an illegitimate child, he can still be recognized by the Tang family. She doesn't know exactly what tricks he used behind his back to become the second young master Tang.

But she couldn't help but have a best friend who was well-informed and extremely gossip.

After Ai Xiaonuan found out that the Tang family proposed marriage to her, she got all kinds of materials about Tang Shaoting without knowing where, and that email was placed in her mailbox right now.

It's just that Han Yanran, who has been busy with other things these days and has no interest in Tang Shaoting at all, is already regretting it in her heart.

If I had known this guy would meet again, he would even have the cheek to come to the door...

She should have read that email carefully in advance!
At this time, Tang Shaoting was also looking at her, with nothing unusual on his expression.

"From the attitude of your second aunt just now, what I said is more convincing than yours." Tang Shaoting said with sarcasm, "If I go out and say that you are pregnant with my child, how much do you think they will believe?"

Obvious threat.

Han Yanran said with a cold face, "Tang Shaoting, what do you mean?"

Tang Shaoting looked careless, and instead of answering, asked, "Don't you know what I mean? You should remember what I said last time."

She has a good memory, of course she does.

She didn't care about the question of whether to marry or not.

"If you think it's interesting, you can go and tell them that I'm pregnant. When the time comes, I'll throw a bloody aunt's towel on it. Do you think they can still believe your nonsense about my miscarriage?" Han Yanran looked directly at him , with a proud smile on the corner of his mouth.

A tough answer, without the shyness and taboo of any woman.

Tang Shaoting's face seemed to have eased a lot at this time, and even a soft voice flashed by?

Han Yanran narrowed her eyes slightly, she must have read it wrong, "Now, please get out of here."

Tang Shaoting suddenly raised his hand, hooked her chin, took a step forward and looked at her closely, and said in a provocative tone: "You will come to beg me in the future."

"Heh, go back and daydream, maybe you can see that day in the dream."

Han Yanran slapped his hand with great force and made a "pop" sound.

……

Inside the Four Seasons clubhouse.

Tang Shaoting held a cigarette in his hand, puffed out white smoke under the light, and leaned lazily on the back of the sofa.

At this time, he frowned slightly, and exuded an aura that strangers should not enter.

"Did you see today's gossip entertainment tabloids? They are all pictures of you accompanying a woman to the hospital. Everyone is guessing whether you killed someone, and now you are going to the hospital to get your baby."

A person sat across from him, held a glass of red wine in his hand and drank it with his head up, speaking with a somewhat gossipy tone.

This person is Tang Shaoting's friend.

"Han Yanran is not pregnant." Tang Shaoting narrowed his eyes.

"...I didn't say it was Han Yanran!" The other party leaned forward with an obvious surprised expression on his face, "Did you run into Han Yanran in the hospital?"