Wealthy men and wives are not easy to mix

Guan Hongxu got a piece of information about Wu Zonglin, he casually flipped through a few pages, and asked the secretary beside him, "Did he reply?"

Secretary Yang: "Lawyer Wu said that he cannot meet you in private. This is out of order. He can accompany the plaintiff to meet with you unless there is written consent from the court, or if the plaintiff is willing to settle."

Guan Hongxu said in a cold voice: "You tell him to come to Xinglai Hotel, Room 503 at [-]:[-] p.m., and Yan Jia will wait for him there."

Secretary Yang bowed his head and said respectfully, "Okay, Mr. Guan!"

When Wu Zonglin rushed there in a hurry, he found Yan Jia lying on a big bed, rubbing his legs impatiently, his eyes were misty, his lips were slightly parted, and he murmured something unconsciously.

Only a thin quilt is covered from the abdomen to the thighs, and the bare white skin contrasts with the dark sheets, giving people a great visual impact.

"Guan Hongxu, what did you do to him?" Wu Zonglin angrily turned his head and punched him.

Guan Hongxu didn't dodge either, and was grabbed by the bodyguard behind him when his fist was less than one centimeter away from Guan Hongxu's face.

The bodyguard easily pinned Wu Zonglin to the ground, Wu Zonglin's eyes were tearing apart, and his eyes were full of hatred.

Guan Hongxu still had a serious look: "You don't like the gift I gave you? Then..."

Wu Zonglin roared angrily, "Don't touch him!"

Guan Hongxu sat by the bed and said slowly: "I know you have collected a lot of evidence to accuse me, but if you think about it clearly, what will be the consequences of offending me? You can recover the debts from the workers, but if you talk about Guan's If the group is even a bit bad, the person you care about the most may not be so lucky to lie here."

Wu Zonglin gritted his teeth and said, "Are you threatening me?"

Guan Hongxu stood up and brushed the dust off his sleeves: "Let's go, enjoy yourself."

Wu Zonglin stared at their leaving backs, and a slight movement on the bed brought him back to his senses immediately.

Wu Zonglin rushed over to hug Yan Jia, and patted his cheek in a panic: "Yan Jia, wake up!"

Yan Jia's body was as uncomfortable as a fire, felt a cold hand approaching, and subconsciously rubbed his palm flatteringly.

Yan Jia's body also clings to Wu Zonglin's neck, covering Wu Zonglin's neck with fiery lips.

Wu Zonglin's eyes dimmed, he pinched Yan Jia's chin, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you know who I am?"

Yan Jia laughed stupidly, and murmured in his ear: "You are Zong Lin, you are my Zong Lin."

The last sliver of reason Wu Zonglin had left was broken in an instant, and he pressed Yan Jia under his body: "You said this, don't regret it!"

Yan Jia unconsciously spread her legs and wrapped them around the man's waist.

He was very comfortable being served, he groaned and seemed to want more, and after a while he called Guan Hongxu's name in a delirious manner.

Wu Zonglin patted Yan Jia's buttocks and scolded with a smile: "Little heartless, wait until you wake up and see how I deal with you."

When Guan Hongxu returned home, he found his mother sitting leisurely on the sofa, admiring the manicure she had just finished.

"Yo, you still know how to come back?"

Guan Hong continued to ask, "Where's Anyou?"

"He moved away long ago."

Guan Hongxuan frowned: "Where did he move to?"

At this time, An You came out of the bedroom and said happily, "Mom, this coat looks good on you."

"Really? I just said that I have good eyesight."

This time, Chen Yue took Anyou to go shopping again, shopping when she was in a bad mood, and shopping when she was happy.

Today, I happened to pass by a men's clothing store, and Chen Yue insisted on pulling An You in, and bought him a coat, saying that he could wear it when it was neither cold nor hot.

An You realized later that Guan Hongxu had returned, and her expression turned cold.