Emperor Shao chased his wife crazy

Yan Lan was overjoyed when something good happened, and even smiled when she looked at An Yu.

An Yu's face was pale, seeing the interaction between Ke Chenye and Yan Lan just now, she was in a trance, as if she had been hit hard.

Turns out they were really married.

She originally thought that she had put Ke Chenye aside and would not care, but her heart hurt so badly.

An Yu lowered her eyes, suppressed her sour mood, and put the first draft on the glass round table by the swimming pool: "Mr. Ke, this is the first draft you want."

She turned around and wanted to leave, but Ke Chenye's faint voice came from behind: "Stop, I haven't seen why you are in such a hurry to leave."

The corners of An Yu's lips were tightly pursed, she slowly turned around and lowered her head, deliberately avoiding their gaze, not looking at the two of them.

The slender legs came into view, Ke Chenye sat down on the beach chair in front of her, took the first draft and looked at it seriously.

Across his figure, Yan Lan's scrutinizing eyes fell on An Yu.

It's been a year since An Yu didn't have the protection of the Ke family and the Yan family, and she wasn't as down and out as she imagined. Instead, she exuded a soothing and gentle temperament, and her complexion was much better than before. Her skin was fair and translucent, so good She is jealous.

An Yu's expression was normal, when she suddenly felt someone touch her fingertips, her heart beat so hard that she almost missed it.

Holding her hand with one hand, An Yu frowned and looked at Ke Chenye, then at Yan Lan, she still stared at him hostilely, as if she didn't notice anything unusual under the table.

"Let go." An Yu whispered, her lips barely moving.

If it wasn't for the fear that the arc of the struggle would be too large for Yan Lan to notice and cause unnecessary trouble, she would have thrown off his hand long ago.

Ke Chenye glanced at her slyly from the corner of his eye, but held her hand even tighter.

An Yu could only break his fingers calmly, the two of them were calm on the surface, but there was an undercurrent surging underneath.

"Huh!" Yan Lan suddenly exclaimed in amazement, An Yu's heart skipped a beat, but she saw her staring at the first draft of the wedding dress in Ke Chenye's hand, "You drew this? I didn't expect to see you in a year." You've become a designer, isn't this a wedding dress? It's so beautiful."

"No wonder you suddenly summoned so many designers to design wedding dresses. It turned out to be for me. Don't worry about it. I've already taken a fancy to several styles. Will you accompany me to try them on some other day?"

Ke Chenye didn't touch her face, and nodded happily: "Yes."

An Yu's head was buzzing, his face full of disbelief.

So this wedding dress was designed for Yan Lan?

She tightly covered her mouth with the other hand, feeling like a choke in her throat, and suddenly felt that all her hard work in finding information and late-night drafting had become a joke.

Feeling that his hand was still being held by him, An Yu showed resentment, regardless of whether Yan Lan would notice it, she struggled straight away.

This time, Ke Chenye didn't force him, so he let go of the situation and closed the first draft, and said in a low voice, "No, what are you drawing? These elements have been used by designers for a long time, and there is nothing new about them. Draw, continue tomorrow."

An Yu's eyes suddenly went dark, continuing tomorrow means that she will have to fight with so many wedding dresses tomorrow.

"I'm sorry," Yan Lan stroked Ke Chenye's shoulders with both hands, pretending to apologize, "He's a little tough."

An Yu frowned and looked at her, feeling deeply depressed.

what is this?Does the wife speak for her husband and take an oath of sovereignty?

An Yu clenched her fists, turned her head and left, filled with anger, An Yu walked quickly, just wanting to stay away from these two people.

"Miss An, you're leaving now—" The housekeeper just came to deliver the fruit plate, and An Yu disappeared from his sight like a gust of wind before seeing her.

what is this?what is this?
They are simply colluding, deliberately colluding to trick her!

An Yu walked a long way without hesitation, and only then did she feel her depression dissipated.

The next day, Ran Ran came to her residence early, but saw that An Yu was depressed, not as high-spirited as yesterday.

She managed to dig him up from the bed, brought the clothes and saw An Yu sitting on the edge of the bed blankly, Ran Ran couldn't help laughing: "Sister An Yu, what's wrong with you? Why do you look like a different person? Yesterday you were not like this .”

"Let's go, or you won't be able to catch up with time."

An Yu sighed and stood up feebly.

Even if she didn't want to see Ke Chenye again, she still had to go for work, and she could only pray that he was busy with work and didn't have time to come.

However, things went contrary to expectations, when she and Ran Ran rushed to the place yesterday, Ke Chenye sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, his whole body exudes a sense of leisure and calmness.

"Here? Just right." Ke Chenye stood up gracefully, "I picked out a wedding dress for you, let's change it now."

An Yu couldn't help pursing the corners of her lips tightly, feeling ominous.

Ke Chenye clapped his hands, and immediately someone pushed the human-shaped hanger in the wedding dress over.

An Yu frowned slightly, and looked up and down this unremarkable wedding dress, wondering why Ke Chenye would let her wear it.

A smile flashed across the corner of Ke Chenye's lips, and then she turned it around in a circle before she could see clearly whether it was a large bare back design or a low waist.

An Yu's expression changed slightly, and he said coldly, "I refuse."

"This is for work, you have no right to refuse." Ke Chenye's lips slightly raised.

An Yu sneered: "With so many wedding dresses, you chose this one. Is it because of work needs, or to satisfy your personal evil taste?"

"What do you think?" Ke Chenye's eyes were dark, and he was about to pull her up.

An Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and when he saw this, he struggled vigorously, the two pushed each other, An Yu inadvertently pushed him to the corner of the table full of tools, all the tools fell, and drops of red blood smeared on the ground.

The surroundings fell into a strange silence, and soon Ran Ran let out an exclamation, his expression full of horror: "Mr. Ke, you are injured!"

Ke Chenye's smooth forearm had a wound of two to three centimeters, and the paper knife that fell on the ground was stained with light blood, which was obviously the culprit who scratched him in the chaos just now.

The crowd surrounded him one after another to ask his health. A wound several centimeters long was described by them as serious as a terminal illness. It would be easy for him to sit down and rest. Some even said that Mr. Ke's body is not sloppy, and he should go to the hospital immediately.

An Yu was squeezed to the outermost edge, and the guilt that had just surged in her heart was quickly replaced by a touch of loneliness.

She quickly brought a Band-Aid, and seeing Ke Chenye as the center of the crowd, the corners of her lips curled up in a self-deprecating arc.

There are so many people who want to show up to him, how can it be her turn?

At this time, Ke Chenye suddenly glanced at her, then pushed away the people around him and hooked his fingers at her: "Come here, isn't the band-aid in your hand just for display?"

Meeting everyone's subtle gazes, An Yu was in a state of confusion, dropped the band-aid, said "I'm sorry" and ran away.