Help! The evil boss of flash marriage is made to blush every day

He had seen the slender figure beside Huo Juan for ten years, and he could still recognize it even if it turned into ashes.

Chu Muchen also saw it and said humbly: "She seems to be my sister-in-law."

The man leaned on the slender body, and Rong Yan clenched his fists.

He strode downstairs.

Chu Muchen was startled: "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Catch rape!"

These two words have the meaning of grinding one's teeth.

Chu Muchen was about to say that she was just giving him a hand, and besides, she was still an uncle and niece, so it didn't mean anything.

Shen Jun was supporting Huo Juan when he suddenly felt a lightness in his body and saw a man supporting Huo Juan's other side.

Surprise appeared on Shen Yan's face: "Rong Yan?"

Rong Yan couldn't refuse and took Huo Juan's arm: "My uncle drank too much and can't walk. Of course I have to help you. You are weak, so my husband can help you alone."

Chu Muchen came over appropriately and pulled Shen Ji away.

Huo Juan was not drunk to begin with, but now his arm was grabbed by Rong Yan and he resisted the urge to break away.

Rong Yan helped Huo Juan get into the car.

Shen Xian said embarrassedly: "It's so late, you go and do your business, I'll just take my uncle back."

"How can that be done?" Rong Yan was the first to say: "Your brother-in-law is my brother-in-law. Besides, it's so dark, so my husband won't worry about you driving as a girl. Come on, my husband will take my uncle back in person."

Huo Jun's eyes were half-opened: "Gengen, don't bother Mr. Rong."

A gloomy look flashed through Rong Yan's eyes, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his expression. He smiled and said: "Anyway, you have already troubled my wife, and it doesn't matter if you troubled me."

Huo Juan got into the car first, and when Shen Yan was about to get in, Rong Yan had already entered before her: "I'll be next to my uncle so I can take care of him more easily."

Shen Xiang nuzzled his lips and got into the car.

This...who will drive?

Rong Yan glanced at Chu Muchen, who was standing there: "What are you doing standing still? Waiting for me to invite you?"

Chu Muchen laughed dryly and climbed into the driver's seat. He must have owed Rong Yan in his previous life and was tortured by him in this life.

The atmosphere in the car was awkward for a while.

Chu Muchen quietly looked at the rearview mirror. Rong Yan was sitting in the middle, with Huo Juan and Shen Xian sitting on both sides.

The car bumped and Huo Juan's body swayed, but he stabilized him.

Rong Yan pulled his lower lip and sneered: "Uncle, if you don't mind, you can lean on my shoulder."

Huo Juan's jawline was tense, but he moved his body towards the car door, further away from Rong Yan: "No need."

Shen Yan's clear black and white eyes looked at Rong Yan's smooth jawline. How could this man call Huo Juan so affectionately when he met Huo Juan for the first time.

After sending Huo Juan home, the three of them stood in the night wind and looked at each other.

Shen Xian resignedly opened the taxi app and called for a taxi.

The car returned to its drunken dream.

Rong Yan drove his Rolls-Royce, with Shen Ji sitting in the passenger seat, and drove towards Yunliu's mansion.

Shen Xian couldn't stand this weird silence, so he took the initiative to speak: "You didn't go to the company, why did you go to the bar?"

Rong Yan chuckled softly: "You still care about me?"

Shen Geng: "..."? ? ?

What's up with him? Got some gunpowder?

"Have you eaten?" Shen Xian decided to change the topic.

"I'm full."

Shen Geng:? ? ?

She didn't understand why he was so angry, and Shen Xian was annoyed and turned his head to the other side, not looking at him.

Rong Yan waited for a long time, but the little girl didn't ask him again.

Glancing at her from the corner of his eye, he saw that the little girl's cheeks were bulging, like a little hamster.

Inexplicably, it hit the softest part of Rong Yan's heart, and all his unhappiness disappeared in an instant.

He could never get angry with her.

When she got home, Shen Xian took off her shoes angrily. She kicked them around and went into the bedroom barefoot to draw her own sketches.

She drew a few and crumpled them into a ball and threw them into the trash can.

Shen Yan knew that she didn't have the time to draw a design today. She pricked up her ears to eavesdrop on the movement outside the door and bit her lip. Did she go too far? Rong Yan didn't do anything. Shouldn't she treat him? Losing your temper.

Hearing footsteps approaching the bedroom, Shen Xian quickly lowered his head and continued drawing. It seemed serious, but in fact, the drawings were a mess.

Rong Yan put Shen Ji's coat that was thrown on the sofa carelessly on a clothes pole and hung it on a hanger. She also arranged her flying shoes neatly, took a glass of warm milk and walked to Shen Ji's bedroom.

Opening the door gently, he saw the little girl drawing something seriously.

Rong Yan placed the warm milk on the table, then stretched out his hand and carefully tugged at the corner of Shen Geng's clothes, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Shen Xian thought there was something wrong with his ears. Rong Yan, the most untouchable man in Mingcheng, was apologizing to himself?

She didn't speak, and Rong Yan thought she was still angry. She lowered her head, long eyelashes lowered, and said in a pitiful tone: "That's wrong~ don't be angry."

Shen Geng was petrified, was he...acting coquettishly with him?

She picked up the milk and drank it all in one breath, unable to suppress her surprise.

Rong Yan's evil face came closer, and the mole in the corner of his eye was so beautiful that it looked like he was about to cry at this moment.

He touched Shen Geng with the tip of his straight nose and said, "If you get angry again, you will become old."

Shen Yan couldn't help being amused by him. She leaned on the back of the chair and teased: "Rong Yan, do you know what you look like now?"

Rong Yan blinked his eyes.

"A goblin, a troubling goblin."

Rong Yan felt that the time was almost up, so he hugged the person on his lap, and then took out a small jar like a magic trick, which was full of car keys.

"Apologia gift."

Shen Geng was dumbfounded: "This jar?"

"Yes." Rong Yan said calmly, as if talking about homely things: "I prepared this for you a few days ago. I didn't know which one you like, so I bought one of each brand."

Shen Xian was shocked. The jars were all filled with luxury cars, Porsche, Cayenne, Panamera, Koenigsegg...

Now he says, this is all hers?

Rong Yan thought she didn't like it and was dissatisfied with Chu Muchen. Didn't he say that women only like luxury cars?

"I'm just afraid that you won't like it, so I asked a designer to design a unique car. How about you name the model and brand of the car yourself?" Rong Yan asked eagerly.

Shen Xian didn't know what to say for a moment, "Okay, okay."

In the end, I could only say three good words in a row, and swallowed my saliva: "I can't use so many cars. It's not good to just let them sit ashes. Otherwise, I might as well sell them."

Rong Yan shrugged indifferently: "Just watch it."

Shen Geng: "..."

This topic cannot be continued. If we continue talking, he may open a car manufacturing company.

Shen Xian returned to the design sketch. Rong Yan glanced at it and withdrew his eyes: "What did you draw?"

Shen Xian looked attentive: "Crown, a unique crown."