After getting the marriage certificate, she was spoiled by her rich husband

Yang Feifei stared straight at the noble and extraordinary man not far away.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, revealing a determined smile.

Then he glanced at Su Qianman on the T-stage with disdain.

How could Su Qianman be so lucky that she could marry Leng Xiaochen and become the young lady of the Leng family?

If we compare abilities, although Su Qianman is an excellent doctor, she is not bad either.

She is a global supermodel and is also very successful in the fashion industry.

If we compare figures, Su Qianman is even more inferior.

Her figure is top-notch in the entire modeling industry, with a curvy figure and a devilish body.

As she thought about it, Yang Feifei straightened her back and reached out to pull down the collar of her skirt.

She also twisted her waist deliberately to show off her proud curves.

She curled up the corner of her mouth into a smile, glanced at Su Qianman with contempt, and then walked towards Leng Xiaochen.

Leng Xiaochen was staring at the radiant woman on the catwalk.

He had no idea that Yang Feifei was approaching step by step.

Yang Feifei was wearing a white dress, her skin was fair, her long, slightly curly hair was draped over her shoulders, and her face was made up with delicate makeup. She walked with her body swaying, full of charm.

After coming to Leng Xiaochen's side, she bowed slightly, smiled, and said in a tender voice: "Hello, Mr. Leng, my name is Yang Feifei, and I'm glad to meet you."

While speaking, she deliberately lowered her chest slightly, revealing her "surging waves" that she was proud of.

"Sorry, stay away from me." Leng Xiaochen said coldly without even looking at her.

The smile on Yang Feifei's face froze instantly, her face turned pale and blue, and a hint of disbelief flashed in her eyes.

But she was still unwilling to give up, and bit her lip, trying to attract Leng Xiaochen's attention again: "Mr. Leng, I just want to be friends with you, nothing else."

Leng Xiaochen frowned slightly, his tone becoming colder: "Stay away from me, I have a wife."

His deep eyes were still staring at the woman on the catwalk without blinking.

His wife is so dazzling and outstanding, that's what he should look at.

These vulgar women.

Leave far away.

Yang Feifei didn't dare to say anything anymore. She took a few steps back timidly and walked away.

Her eyes were filled with loss and resentment, and her steps became a little unsteady.

With her figure and looks, how could any man reject her?

What's so good about that woman Su Qianman?

She has countless suitors, how can Su Qianman compare with her?

Leng Xiaochen really has no vision.

The other models couldn't help but laugh and talk softly when they saw this scene.

"Yang Feifei is too impulsive. This is so embarrassing. She can even dig holes in her toes."

"That's right, Young Master Leng's wife is still here, she's so impatient."

"Yang Feifei thought that she could seduce Young Master Leng just because she was pretty. She is simply asking for trouble."

"Su Qianman is so lucky. Young Master Leng is so chaste for her. He is truly a model of male virtue."

"Fortunately, I didn't go to find Leng Xiaochen just now, otherwise I would be as embarrassed as Yang Feifei."

Leng Xiaochen looked intently at the woman walking on the stage.

Gradually, he saw the woman's steps lightly, her body swaying as she got closer and closer to him.

Soon, she gracefully walked down the catwalk and came to him.

When the man saw the woman looking up at him with a smile on her bright and charming face, he was stunned for a moment.

Su Qianman stretched out her arms and hugged the man's neck, stood on tiptoes, and gently kissed the man on his lips.

There was a sound of people gasping for air all around, and the models were all surprised at Su Qianman's bold move.

Yang Feifei was so angry that she crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes at Su Qianman with disdain.

"This is my husband, don't have any rash thoughts." Su Qianman looked sharply at the female models who were ready to make a move, and her gaze deliberately lingered on Yang Feifei for a while.

When the models met Su Qianman's sharp eyes, they were all frightened and panic flashed in their eyes.

After hearing her warning words, no one dared to look at her any longer and turned away in panic.

Yang Feifei could clearly feel that this sentence was said to her deliberately.

His eyes met Su Qianman's gaze directly, and he glared at Su Qianman.

cut.

What a big deal.

Show affection and die quickly.

Let’s see when Su Qianman gets tired of being played by Leng Shao and is kicked out directly.

Look at how you show off now.

Pooh.

Nausea.

Seeing the woman in front of him declaring her sovereignty so domineeringly, Leng Xiaochen's smile deepened.

He hugged her slender waist, put his lips to her ear and breathed hot air into it: "Wife, are you done with the training?"

Listen to the man's sexy and deep voice.

Su Qianman's knees felt a little weak, and she hugged the man's neck even tighter with her hands.

The little face tilted slightly and met the man's handsome face.

The two people's unintentional face-to-face action was extremely ambiguous.

Some models who hadn't turned their heads around quickly turned their eyes away when they saw this scene.

"Not yet, wait a moment."

Su Qianman said something coquettishly, then gently pushed the man away and turned around to continue practicing her catwalk.

Leng Xiaochen stood there, staring at this confident and charming woman, with a smile in his eyes full of doting.

After a long while, he slowly sat down on the chair.

Su Qianman was in very good condition when she stood on the stage again.

Every step is precisely stepped and the rhythm is perfectly controlled.

The waist sways naturally and smoothly, showing just the right amount of softness.

The models around looked at Su Qianman, who was radiant on the stage, with both envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Although Su Qianman suddenly entered the modeling industry, it was originally thought that she had no real ability.

But seeing her performance on stage, I have to admit that she walks very professionally.

Every step, every look, every subtle movement is full of talent.

Even among these old models, I'm afraid few can compare to her.

I don’t know how long it took.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Su Qianman's forehead and she was breathing lightly.

Finally the practice is over.

Leng Xiaochen immediately stood up and walked over.

Xiaohong took out a handkerchief and was about to wipe Su Qianman's sweat.

But the handsome man in a suit and tie reached out to take the handkerchief, bent down slightly, and gently wiped the sweat on Su Qianman's forehead with the handkerchief.

Xiao Hong stood there in a daze for a moment, then quickly picked up the water cup and said softly, "Madam, drink some water."

Just as Su Qianman was about to reach out to take the cup of water, a slender hand with distinct joints reached out first.

Xiaohong looked at this extremely beautiful hand and was stunned for a moment, then quickly handed over the cup of water.

Leng Xiaochen unscrewed the lid of the cup and brought the cup to Su Qianman's lips: "Come on, baby, drink some water."

Su Qianman drank the water from Leng Xiaochen's hand.

Xiaohong stood aside and watched the loving scene of the two people.

She had been single for twenty-two years, and at this moment she felt like crying.

Young Master and Young Madam, how can they be so sweet?

Woo woo woo...

It's dog abuse.