Heart-wrenching pet: the CEO's hot wife

Lan Xin pulled out a smile: "Okay, I'm good."

"Don't laugh if you don't want to laugh, it's uglier than crying." Ning Yan snorted coldly, and let go of Lan Xin's hand.

There was no joy or sorrow on Lan Xin's face, Ning Yan drove the car directly to the crew.

After seven or eight hours of filming this drama, Lan Xin closed her eyes, and suddenly she missed Lan Wei's presence, so she could turn around and leave.

Lan Xin reached out to grab the car door, but before she got out of the car, Ning Yan called to stop her.

"Lan Wei, let's talk."

Lan Xin paused and said, "How many properties and cars are you going to give me? Let me tell you the truth, I won't be satisfied!"

Although what she said was confusing, Ning Yan surprisingly understood what he meant, and her tone couldn't help but become more exasperated:
"Lan Wei, I told you just now, you are good, you have always been Mrs. Ning! I never thought about divorce, let alone discuss divorce with you!

His voice was very cool, Lan Xin looked at him and asked innocently: "Oh? Then what do we have to talk about?"

Ning Yan bent his fingers and tapped the steering wheel twice, with a low voice: "My woman, I can't keep other men in my heart."

Lan Xin sneered and said, "Can you let Qiao Qiao go? Ning Yan, don't you feel ashamed to force me to be a woman for something you can't do yourself?"

The atmosphere in the carriage was getting colder and colder, and Lan Xin immediately noticed that Ning Sheng was angry.

But she was surprisingly not afraid.

"Lan Wei, do I look that much like a person who told a joke?"

As Ning Yan spoke, he reached out and clasped the back of Lan Xin's head, pulling him in front of him, the starlight in his eyes shattered and shone dazzlingly.

His scorching breath was intertwined with her, and as long as she moved, she could kiss the lips that were close at hand.

"I took it as a joke." Lan Xin said softly.

Ning Yan is not her lover, Lan Xin knew it from the beginning.

In the end, she will probably forget about Gu Heng and choose a good man to marry, but this person will definitely not be Ning Yan, he belongs to Qiao Qiao or Lan Wei.

But none of this has anything to do with her.

Ning Yan keenly saw the relief in Lan Xin's eyes, squinted her eyes, and pressed her head down on those pink lips.

The first time he kissed so hard, even the oxygen in her lungs was sucked away by Ning Yan, licking every corner of her mouth bit by bit.

It wasn't until Lan Xin's eyes became blurred that he opened the distance between the two of them and loosened the shackles on her.

"Go."

Lan Xin wiped her mouth in disgust, snorted coldly, and opened the car door with her bag.

Ning Yan smoked a cigarette at the entrance of Hengdian before driving out of Hengdian and returning to Xinghui.

Ning Yan was going to attend a banquet in the evening, and she sent Secretary Yang to pick up Lan Xin beforehand. When she appeared, she was wearing a dark blue dress with a deep V design and a shawl on her arm.

Cool and seductive.

Ning Yan's eyes deepened, and he instinctively found that his resistance to her was getting lower and lower.

Reaching out to hug her, to block the hot eyes of the men present, Ning Yan held her in his arms and asked as he walked, "Did Mrs. Ning choose the clothes herself?"

"Like it?"

Ning Yan licked his lips, and gave a low laugh: "You have poor eyesight!"

Lan Xin seemed to have never heard of it, and responded to the people present who greeted her with a sweet smile.

The people present are not only domestic people, but also several foreigners.

Among them, a tall foreign Caucasian man leaned over. He had business dealings with Ning Yan, but he didn't know what the relationship between Lan Xin and Ning Yan was. He thought it was just a female companion, and said obscenely:

"Ning, this woman looks good, let me sleep for two days!"

Ning Yan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and Lan Xin took a big look at the Caucasian man in front of him. He was wearing a limited edition Anima suit, and the watch on his wrist was worth as much as 300 million, which she had seen in a magazine.

Is a rich and powerful man!
"Women can only be slept in in the eyes of this man? Is this the cultivation of the West? I'm sorry!"

The foreigner is quite proficient in Chinese, and after understanding Lan Xin's words, he glanced at Ning Yan with some displeasure, and said, "Ning, this woman's mouth is a bit cheap, how did you bear it?"

"Oh? Let me see?" Ning Yan raised Lan Xin's chin, looked up and down, finally touched his chin, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Ning's lips are like a flower, as beautiful as ever , why can't I see this cheap word?"

The foreigner paused, apparently not expecting that Lan Xin would be Ning Yan's wife.

"She...is she your wife?"

Ning Yan sneered and asked, "Aren't we a good match?"

Just as the foreigner was about to say something, Ning Yan raised his hand and said casually, "Ye Fan, send Mr. Smith out. My Ning family cannot cooperate with someone who disrespects Mrs. Ning!"

The foreigner was startled, before he had time to apologize, Ye Fan covered his mouth and dragged him out.

The people in the venue were startled by Ning Yan's actions. Few of the elite families in City A did not know Ning Yan's attitude towards Lan Xin. In just half a year, Ning Yan gave Lan Xin such protection in public.

Everyone put away their contempt and unscrupulous look at Lan Xin.

Ning Yan hugged Lan Xin and found a secluded place to sit down. There was an endless stream of people coming to say hello. Lan Xin was so annoyed that she pushed Ning Yan and said, "I want to sleep, you can do it over there." .”

She pointed at a place casually, but Ning Yan didn't look at it. She stretched out her hand to hold him in her arms, and said with a smile, "Mrs. Ning, sleeping is a matter of occasion. You can sleep however you want at night. Be good now!"

Ning Yan didn't leave, and Lan Xin had no choice but to lean on his shoulder with a drowsy feeling of drowsiness.

People who came and went were stopped by Ning Yan with gestures, Lan Xin fell into a deep sleep, and didn't even hear Ye Fan talking to Ning Yan.

"Sir, the banquet has begun, and it's time for you to speak on stage."

Ning Yan: "Don't say it."

He picked up Lan Xin, strode upstairs, walked to his lounge, put him on the big soft bed, turned up the temperature, covered Lan Xin before continuing to go out.

"You stay and guard Lan Wei well."

Ye Fan should be, Ning Yan went downstairs to the venue.

The venue was magnificently designed, and the waiter had an impeccable smile on his face. When he saw Ning Yan coming down, he quickly took a glass of wine and put it on the tray, and brought it to Ning Yan.

He hated this kind of occasion very much, but after all, it was a banquet hosted by Ning Yan, so it was really hard to leave.

After receiving the wine, he bumped into the person next to him to greet him. Ning Yan took a sip and poured down a third of the glass of wine.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Ning Yan suddenly realized that something was wrong. An unknown fire rose in his chest, and he couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly due to the heat.

Ning Yan frowned, a chill appeared on his body, a little girl dressed as a waiter leaned over, with makeup on her face, the female officer looked a little like Qiao Qiao, and a little like Lan Xin.

Through this makeup, Ning Yan saw a familiar face.

Jian Muqing.

"Mr. Ning, let's talk about..."

Her lips were a little dry, she stretched out her tender tongue and licked it twice, Ning Yan's eyes suddenly darkened, and without giving her a chance to continue speaking, she directly called the security guards to drive her out.

Very good, dare to drug him!

Ning Yan sneered, tugged on his tie, turned around and walked upstairs. When he reached the second floor, in the long corridor, he immediately saw the girl standing at the door and opening the door.

Goose-yellow dress, clear water flowing out of Furong's face.

"Ayan?"

Ning Yan hooked her lips and asked with a smile, "Qiaoqiao, why are you here?"

"I'm a little tired, so I'm coming up to rest. A Yan, you look a little ugly, what's wrong?" Qiao Qiao leaned over with a worried face.

Ning Yan took two steps back and said, "I've had too much wine, I'll go to the room first."

He waved Qiao Qiao away and strode forward. Qiao Qiao stretched out her hand to grab Ning Yan, with an ugly grievance on her face: "A Yan, don't you even want to say a word to me now?"

Ning Yan also laughed, looked at her sideways and asked: "Qiaoqiao, what about you? Knowing that I can't, you let Jian Muqing in, and gave her a chance to use this dirty trick to make her do it. My woman, or do you...want to keep entangled with me?"

Qiao Qiao's face turned pale, and Ning Yan continued: "The last time I got together, maybe I didn't speak clearly enough. I won't divorce, and there will only be Lan Wei as a woman!"

"Qiaoqiao, before you wanted to chase your dreams, I let you go. Now that I'm married, it's time for us to make a break!"

"It's really not suitable for me to have a broken root."

Ning Yan waved away Qiao Qiao's hand, his heart and lungs seemed to be on fire, he pushed open the door of the lounge, Ning Yan dared not look at the woman lying on the bed.He strode directly to the bathroom, and before he could take off his clothes, he turned on the cold water valve.

The cold water poured down, and his sanity returned for a moment, and his eyes became clearer.

Lan Xin woke up after sleeping for a while. It was uncomfortable to sleep with the dress on her body. She opened her eyes and took a look at the layout of the room.

It looked like a hotel, so she got up from the bed and walked towards the bathroom, looking for a bathrobe to change into.

Ning Yan closed the bathroom door, and there was a faint splashing sound of water. Lan Xin called Ning Yan's name a few times, but there was no response, so she thought that the water pipe in the bathroom was not turned off.

Opening the door of the bathroom, cold air rushed towards her face, Lan Xin retreated a little from the cold, her pupils dilated.

At a glance, he saw a man sitting in the bathtub in the bathroom with a pale face from the cold.

She froze for a moment, turned off the valve, reached out and grabbed Ning Yan, "A Yan?"

He was very cold, Lan Xin was a little worried, and stretched out his hand to grab him, Ning Yan's sanity had been worn away by the medicine.

Hearing Lan Xin's voice, he suddenly pulled him in front of him and kissed him fiercely.

There was a sigh from his thin lips, and his actions were a little eager, and he tore off the hem of her skirt suddenly. As soon as her body was cold, Lan Xin screamed, and reached out to push Ning Yan.

"Ning Yan, what are you doing?"

Ning Yan's hands were a little rough, and his sexy thin lips fell on her shoulder blades in a second. He stood up suddenly from the bath and hugged her full.

"you."