The mysterious boss is eyeing my three treasures

Chen Jingchen grabbed his wrist, "An Yu, what are you going to do?"

Chen Anyu broke away from his hand with a sullen face, and scolded Yin Mengyao: "Yin Mengyao, I just like Gu Nian, and I just have an Oedipus plot! Please keep this pug away from me! Even if I can't marry a wife in this life, I won't Will marry you!"

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Chen Anyu!"

Yin Mengyao was so angry that tears came to her eyes, she stomped her feet and ran away crying.

"These two."

Chen Jingchen shook his head with a look of helplessness.

Han Suya's eyes flickered, and a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

Chen Anyu likes Gu Nian?

This Gu Nian is really a fox.

How come Chen Anyu fell in love with her after only a few days in the capital?

"Miss Han, I asked you to come out because I wanted to tell you something."

Chen Jingchen looked at Han Suya and said.

Han Suya returned to her senses, maintaining a gentle smile on her face.

"what's up?"

"Although our two families intend to marry each other, we know each other well. I don't like you, and you don't like me, right?"

Chen Jingchen didn't make any detours, and spoke directly.

Han Suya smiled, feeling a little displeased.

She can not like him, how can he not like himself?

Anyway, she is a generation of actresses, the goddess of the nation, and the dream lover of many men.

Only because she doesn't like others, others should regard her as a goddess!

"Originally, I could refuse this marriage, but because of the elders' words, one of my younger sister and I must marry the Han family. My younger sister is unwilling to marry, so naturally I, the eldest brother, have to step forward. That's why I agreed to marry the Han family."

Chen Jingchen's handsome face was calm and self-reliant, his tone was neither hasty nor slow, and he spoke in a very businesslike manner.

Han Suya remained silent and continued to listen to what he said next.

"I'm a traditional person. I don't like my wife to show up in the entertainment circle after marriage and often have scandals with men, so I hope Miss Han will take a break after marrying into Chen's family and stay at home with her husband and children. If you have no objection , then I will tell the elders to let the two families find a suitable time to get engaged first."

Chen Jingchen expressed his meaning very clearly.

Han Suya looked at his serious and handsome face, and thought that this man was really machismo.

This kind of man is not easy to control!

"Then what if I have an opinion?" Han Suya asked.

The corners of Chen Jingchen's lips curled up coldly, "I don't think you will have any objections, after all, no one has a stronger family background than me. You should think about it."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Under the cold moonlight, the tall figure of the man walked a little slowly, with a slight limp on his right foot.

Han Suya stared at his feet and cursed, "Cripple, do I have to marry you? How can I have such a big face!"

A gust of cold wind blew by, she was terrified from the cold, subconsciously stretched out her arms and hugged her chest, and cursed again, "I'm freezing to death, I'm a cripple, I don't know how to pity you!"

Behind Lvyi, watching Han Suya enter the banquet hall with her arms crossed, Song Chengfeng looked sideways at Zhao Shuwei.

"Is this woman your sister-in-law? She looks very hypocritical. Did she bully you in the Han family?"

The two were so close that Zhao Shuwei could feel his hot breath against her ears.

She got up quickly, suppressing the ups and downs of her heart.

"I have my husband backing me up. What can she do to me? Mr. Song, I'll say it again. I'm not Zhao Kexin. Please don't pester me in the future."

Song Chengfeng stood up slowly, looked at the back of her fleeing in a hurry, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

She is obviously Zhao Kexin, why won't she admit it?

How long is she going to lie to herself?

Zhao Kexin's grandfather said that Zhao Kexin died in a car accident.

But she is clearly standing here.

So who was that dead woman?

Zhao Shuwei is the eldest daughter of the Zhao family in the imperial capital. Could it be that the dead woman is the real daughter of the Zhao family?

Doesn't the Zhao family know about it?

What is going on here?

In the banquet hall, Zhao Shuwei walked in, a little flustered.

A burst of warmth came over her, and she touched her arm, only to realize that she was still wearing Song Chengfeng's suit jacket.

She quickly took it off, intending to return it to Song Chengfeng.

"Shu Wei, where have you been?"

Han Liye walked towards him holding a wine glass.

Zhao Shuwei's heart skipped a beat, and she pretended to be calm, "It's a little stuffy in the room, so I'll go outside for a walk."

Han Liye walked up to her, his eyes fell on the suit in her hand, his eyebrows frowned, and he reached out to take the suit.

"Whose suit is this?"

A flash of panic flashed in Zhao Shuwei's eyes, she clenched her fingers and her face paled.

"This, this is..."

"Master Han, this is my suit."

Song Chengfeng walked over and nodded slightly with Han Liye.

"It's you?"

Han Liye's face turned cold.

Song Chengfeng smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand towards Han Li Ye, "It's me, let me introduce myself first, I'm Song Chengfeng, Song Sanshao who just returned to the Song family."

The third young master of the Song family?

Although the Song family's status in the imperial capital was not as high as that of the Han family and the Chen family, they could still be regarded as a moderately high-ranking family.

Naturally, he had also heard that the Patriarch of the Song family had a romantic nature when he was young, and had many illegitimate children outside.

It seems that this Song Chengfeng is also the illegitimate son of the Song family.

And he and his wife seem to know each other!

Han Liye thought about Song Chengfeng pestering Zhao Shuwei before, so he ignored his etiquette with a cold face and threw the suit to him.

"Thank you Song Sanshao for the suit, you will see the stitches."

Song Chengfeng was not annoyed by being ridiculed, he took the suit and glanced at Zhao Shuwei.

"I just met Mrs. Zun when I was taking a breath outside. I saw that she was wearing thin clothes. As a man, he naturally wants to be a gentleman, isn't he?"

Han Liye's eyes were cold, and he stretched out his hand to take Zhao Shuwei into his arms.

"Song Sanshao, I don't care who you are, please remember what I said, stay away from my wife, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Song Chengfeng stared fixedly at the backs of the two leaving, and lowered his eyes sadly.

Kexin, why did she pretend to be someone else!

Why leave him!

In front, Han Liye stopped and looked at Zhao Shuwei.

The corners of the woman's eyes seemed a little red, as if she had been crying.

The color of the lipstick is also lighter.

Han Liye's atmosphere turned cold.

"What were you doing out there with him just now?"

His eyes were burning like torches, full of pressure.

Zhao Shuwei's heart tightened, she squeezed her fingers and said, "We just met by chance, and he put a coat on me, that's all."

Han Liye stared at her for a while, then said coldly: "Shu Wei, remember who you are, and don't do anything outrageous behind my back. Otherwise, you won't be able to bear my anger!"

The man's voice was as cold as ice, exuding a chill.

Zhao Shuwei nodded with a blank face, "I see."

"Your makeup is faded, go and touch it up." Han Liye said coldly, and then strode away.

Looking at his aloof back, Zhao Shuwei felt relieved, and hurried to the bathroom.

In front of the bathroom mirror, Han Suya handed Yin Mengyao a tissue.

"Don't cry, just wipe your tears."