Evil president, forced love

Tang Jun pursed his lips and sat on the edge of the bed, "You called me back so urgently, what happened?"

"No, I'm bored, I want to find someone to torture me." An Ran said leisurely.

People say that a woman is a princess for one day and a queen for ten months. She didn't become a princess, and she didn't become a queen for ten months last time.

This time, she must exercise her queen's rights well!

Tang Jun looked at An Ran with black lines, speechless, speechless, is it so unreasonable to get a woman pregnant!

"Have you found out about Xuanyuan Jing's assassination of you?" An Ran suddenly asked.

Such a 180-degree turn made Tang Jun slightly confused, and then he replied, "I just went to investigate this matter."

"How's the result?" An Ran looked expectant.

As long as she can find the evidence, Xuanyuan Jing can be slapped in the face, that old man, she just wants to fight him to the end.

"Those two people have been found out, not from the church, but from Karl." Tang Jun replied lightly.

"Ah?!" An Ran thought about it carefully and was puzzled, "How could that be! I saw it with my own eyes as the symbol of the church..."

"If Xuanyuan Jing wanted to assassinate me, would he let his people do it?" Tang Jun asked back.

When An Ran was asked such a question by Tang Jun, she suddenly realized that it seemed to be the case.

Her brain has been short-circuited recently, why can't she even figure out such a simple thing!

God!She just finds a piece of tofu and kills her!

"Besides, with Xuanyuan Jing's character, he probably wouldn't send someone to assassinate me," Tang Jun added.

After all, An Ran and Xuanyuan Jing are father and daughter, he didn't want the two of them to quarrel too stiffly, and it would be difficult for them to recognize each other.

"Even if he is not that kind of person, I despise him. He is small-minded, small-minded, irresponsible, and unworthy to be the pope of the church. He is even worse than Yin Yihan!" An Ran snorted coldly.

Tang Jun remained calm and didn't explain anything. After all, what An Ran said was indeed true.

"Tang Jun, I'm afraid I'll be very angry about this incident..."

"What do you want?"

Before An Ran could finish speaking, Tang Jun interrupted her. He knew that this woman was just trying to make use of the topic.

An Ran glanced at Tang Jun, her brain was running fast, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration and thought of a brilliant idea.

"It's very simple, I want to find someone to chat with me." An Ran said leisurely.

Tang Jun was somewhat unexpected. He didn't expect An Ran's condition to be so simple, "No problem, I'll talk to Wu Ma in a while."

"Stop!" An Ran let out a low growl, and stared at Tang Jun dissatisfiedly, "You are too out! Now people are all in fashion, so you need Mama Wu to accompany you!"

"Little Fresh Meat?" Tang Jun frowned, no matter how he heard it, he didn't think it was a good word.

An Ran nodded immediately, "That's right, Little Fresh Meat, I think the recent Anri An is very popular, and he is humorous, I think he is pretty good."

"No!" Tang Jun refused without thinking.

An Ran pouted, "Why not! You just agreed!"

"If I say no, I won't! This matter is not for discussion!" Tang Jun growled back.

Early the next morning.

An Ran was lying on the bed, looking at Ri An who was sitting by the bed, smiling like a chrysanthemum.

Rian was a little nervous when An Ran looked at her, "Young Madam, why are you looking at me like that..."

As soon as Rian opened his mouth, he felt countless knives flying towards him from behind.