Pregnant with the child of the entertainment industry tyrant

Yan Lan took a few steps to the side again, restraining her mental and physical reactions. Her overall state was completely different from her recent high-spirited appearance, as if she had returned to the time when she was in Huanxing and had a relationship with Zhuang Yunliu in an instant. He looks calm, detached, and under pressure.

Holding the key box with the other hand, and slowly exerting force on his fingers, he said, "It's convenient for me, what do you want?"

"Mr. Yan, have you received the key?"

Yan Lan thought sure enough, "Got it. What kind of key is that?"

"House keys, the set Mr. Zhuang promised to give you."

house?

Yan Lan frowned suspiciously, then suddenly realized.

It was agreed in the divorce agreement that Zhuang Yunliu would give him an additional 1000 million in cash and a residential property in a convenient location. The cash had already been given to him, and he kept it intact; Pick a good set and give it later, he naturally agrees, but he just agrees casually, and forgets after agreeing, and recently he has thrown everything related to Zhuang Yunliu out of the blue.

However, Mr. Tangtangzhuang is very trustworthy.

"I'll send you the address and room number later." The assistant said, "You take the time to check it out, and if you're not satisfied, just mention it. Mr. Zhuang has ordered you to do it until you're satisfied."

"Okay, I see." Yan Lan responded mechanically.

In fact he wouldn't look at it at all.

From the day of the public divorce, he never went back to Zhuang Yunliu's villa except once to take out his documents and personal belongings.

On the second day after signing the contract with Shengming, he moved into the house rented by the company. He had the company send a car for his daily trips, and replaced all the electronic products delivered by Zhuang Yunliu with his own savings.

In his opinion, Zhuang Yunliu's things will always be Zhuang Yunliu's. They are a family after marriage, and they can be separated from each other, but once divorced, he has no sense of insistence, and even deliberately draws a line Boundary, he doesn't want to have anything to do with that person anymore.

However, the assistant didn't open any pots and lifted which pots: "By the way, Mr. Yan, when do you think you will come to take Cayenne away? And your clothes, watches, rings..."

Yanlan: ...

"Oh, if you really don't have time, I'll send you..."

"No need." Yan Lan quickly refused, the quickness and resoluteness of the refusal did not even occur to him. After all, this was not directed at Zhuang Yunliu, but at a person who was only for work, so he shouldn't have a bad attitude.

So he said softly: "I don't want those anymore, please let Mr. Zhuang deal with it casually."

The assistant paused and said, "Boss Zhuang said it was yours, but he just kept it for you and is not qualified to handle it."

"Mr. Zhuang is beside you?"

"Ah, no." The assistant hurriedly said, "Boss Zhuang told me that before."

Yanlan: ………

The prediction is very powerful, and you are very thoughtful, Mr. Zhuang.

And it's so irrefutable.

"Then ask Mr. Zhuang to sell it, I ordered it."

"This..." The assistant was a little embarrassed, "It's not good, it's not good for Mr. Zhuang or you."

It means that as soon as the item is sold, there will be rumors outside, and then "Zhuang Yunliu sells the wedding gift he once gave to Yan Lan" will become a topic of conversation again.

"Then..." Yan Lan, who has always been frugal, gritted her teeth, "I asked Mr. Zhuang to destroy it directly, and I ordered it."

The assistant let out an "ah" in surprise, "This, how can this work? How, how to destroy it?"

Yan Lan subconsciously played the scene of Zhuang Yunliu burning the car, smashing the car and tearing his clothes in his mind. He was also ashamed, and then realized that he was completely confused by the sudden call, so that he started talking nonsense.

Think about it calmly, does Zhuang Yunliu really not know what to do with those things?Of course not, he just wanted to make trouble for him while feeling intrusive.

He suddenly became irritable, "Boss Zhuang means that I have to take it?"

The assistant said weakly: "I can also send you..."

"Is he forcing me?" Yan Lan became angry, "Please tell him, I really don't want the things, I'm serious, I won't take it, I don't want to take it, it's not convenient to take it, and please don't be aggressive. "

If it is discovered that he is still in contact with Zhuang Yunliu, public opinion will be blinded. It is impossible for Zhuang Yunliu to not think of this, he did it on purpose.

On the phone, the assistant smiled helplessly, "Mr. Yan, Mr. Zhuang is not aggressive. On the contrary, I ask Mr. Yan to understand Mr. Zhuang a little bit. Your things are kept at home every day. He..."

"Then throw it away! Does he have no hands?!" Yan Lan was in a hurry, and blurted out in a high voice, regretting it as soon as she finished speaking.

Why lose your temper?Why get emotional over a purposeful marriage that has passed?

He was extremely happy in the month after the divorce.

Zhuang Yunliu is his nemesis.

He shouldn't be pestering him with these silly questions at all.

It was wrong from the moment I got on the phone.

Yan Lan reflected quickly, and was about to hang up the phone directly, when a hand suddenly stretched out behind her.He didn't notice when Zhou Ming came, and the phone was taken away for the second time.

"Hey, I'll give you an address. You can send Yanlan's things over here. Be sure to keep the whole process secret, otherwise I will think that Zhuang always did it on purpose."

"Me? I'm Zhou Ming."

"Why? Didn't you just say that this is something from Yanlan, and you are only responsible for delivering it, so you have no right to decide what to do with it? Don't slap your face."

"Okay, then, Mr. Zhuang, please do what you say."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ming turned around and waved the phone triumphantly and cunningly, "I'm going to give him my home address."

Yan Lan's eyes widened immediately.

"Don't worry, my house is big, and I can accommodate a few more cars."

Yan Lan was helpless, "I didn't mean this..."

"Of course I know that's not what you're talking about." Zhou Ming looked at him meaningfully, "You're too serious, that's why you have nothing to do with your ex-husband, he needs someone like me to cure him! Think about it, Send me all the things he gave you, hahaha! It's so interesting, it's no wonder he's not mad!"

Yan Lan was instantly embarrassed, went to sit down on the sofa, and muttered, "They're all divorced, why are you so angry?"

"Don't be emotional but save face! For a person like him, face is more important than life!" Zhou Ming also sat down, moved his buttocks, and was next to Yan Lan, "Oh, don't worry about it, just pay Give it to me! And I reminded him just now, he will definitely be careful not to let anyone notice, or he will become the dignified president of the world to catch up with his predecessor!"

Yan Lan lowered her head, with sadness still on her face.

Zhou Ming pushed his arm, and continued to coax him sparingly: "Don't think too much about my pillar star, it's not worth it! Let's take a look at the gift I prepared for you first!"

Yan Lan was taken aback, "What gift?"

"Debut one month commemorative gift." Zhou Ming stared at Yan Lan, his eyes were full of stars, and his face was smiling like a flower, he put the paper bag he had been carrying in his hand on Yan Lan's lap, and said, "Open it. "

Yan Lan's legs sank slightly, she opened the paper bag curiously, and took out the contents one by one——

A box of beautiful pink roses with preserved flowers, a box of perfect chocolates, and a big cup of milk tea.

"Today is a special day, so I'll give you something to eat!" Zhou Ming said happily, "Don't think it's simple, because I think every anniversary will be given to you in the future, and each time will be more grand. Just keep it simple the first time."

As an artist, he has to control his diet to maintain his figure. It is true that he has eaten very little sweets recently, but today and at this moment, he has seriously exceeded the limit before eating.

Whether it is fans or Zhou Ming, they remember the tiny bits and pieces of themselves, and fill them with irreplaceable sincerity, making him realize again and again that he is very happy.

Small episodes like Zhuang Yunliu are nothing at all.

"I don't think it's simple." Yan Lan looked at Zhou Ming seriously, her voice trembling slightly, "I think it's great, I like it very much, I like it very much! Mr. Zhou, to be your artist...and friends, I did it The most correct decision!"

"Hey hey!" Zhou Ming opened his arms and gave Yan Lan a big hug, "It's also the most correct decision I've ever made!"

Yet someone is regretting his decision.

In the office of the president of Huanxing, Zhuang Yunliu was sitting, and his assistant was standing. They were frowning, and the assistant's mobile phone was placed on the desk.

Quietly embarrassed for a moment, Zhuang Yunliu waved his hand helplessly, the assistant bowed slightly, picked up the phone and quickly slipped away.

Zhuang Yunliu immediately closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair, lighting a big candle for himself in his heart.

He is absolutely crazy!

He was crazy to ask his assistant to call Yan Lan, and he thought of such a clumsy excuse!Hands-free listening throughout!Teach the assistant to speak sentence by sentence!

In the end, the damned Zhou Ming stepped in and put him in!

The assistant didn't know how to laugh at him behind his back!

……

The same is true for Yan Lan, his wings are stiff, how dare he yell at him!How dare you say he has no hands!

He has no hands. What did he use to make Yan Lan drunk on the night of Valentine's Day? !

...Although Yan Lan herself didn't know it at all.

He was dying of anger.

Constantly shifting positions and changing postures on the boss chair, like prawns in a frying pan, it is uncomfortable no matter what.

In the end, I had no other choice. I took out my mobile phone to divert my attention, opened the social platform, and swipe down habitually with my finger. The bubble prompt sounded to refresh the message, and then it was not good. It appeared on the first item on the home page, and the time showed 1 minute ago , it was Yan Lan's dynamics.

It's a coincidence.

Zhuang Yunliu's chest suddenly felt tighter.

With patience, he moved his gaze down, and then his eyes went dark, and his seven orifices almost bleed——

Yan Lan posted three pictures.

The first one is a poster for recording data and a fan card, the second one is a pink and white rose in an exquisite gift box, and the third one is chocolate and milk tea.

Caption: Happy debut month!Thank you to my favorite fans (P1) and my most respected Mr. Zhou @士明-周明 (P2P3)!It's the first time in my life to collect flowers, I'm so flattered, I'm so happy! [圈圈儿][圈圈儿][圈圈儿] I will continue to work hard to repay everyone!

Zhuang Yunliu: ...

In his life, he has never had a moment like this moment, and he doesn't know how to describe his mood.

First, he thought subconsciously and in a daze, whether it was true that he had never sent flowers to Yan Lan in the past, and after confirming that he hadn't, he just...

The dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, incompetent and furious.

Like a big cat whose tail has been stepped on suddenly, it really wants to howl and jump, but there is no way to howl and jump, so it can only rely on instinct to throw the phone out heavily and smash it against the door on the ground.

Cao Xue, who opened the door and came in, was startled, took a step back, and looked at Zhuang Yunliu strangely.

"...Mr. Zhuang?"

Zhuang Yunliu hurriedly arranged his clothes as a cover, and asked without looking away, "What's the matter?"

Cao Xue hesitated: "There is one thing I don't know whether I should say it or not..."

"Can't you change the opening line?" Zhuang Yunliu waved his hands angrily, "This is boring, you know that?"

Cao Xue pouted.

She took a deep breath and let it out, first picked up Zhuang Yunliu's cell phone, turned around and closed the door, and put the cell phone on the desk.

"Mr. Zhuang, I'm not joking this time. I'm really entangled. In fact, I should have discussed it directly at the meeting, but...everyone, including me, dare not speak rashly about matters related to Yan Lan...You understandable."

Zhuang Yunliu: ...

Understand, of course he understands, but he doesn't understand very much, very much doesn't understand.

It's been a month, it's been a month, why is it still lingering, there are banquets everywhere? !