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Chapter 532
“Eh?What do you mean?”
Feng Yan thought of An Qiao’s words and rubbed his brow, “It’s nothing interesting, just a formality.”
Afterwards, he hung up the phone.
It wasn’t right for the little woman to know too much about his tactics and the family’s way of doing things just yet, lest it frighten her, so it was better to go through the motions at the police station, lest she worry.
Feng Yan did what he said he would do, and that night, he really slept in the guest room.
The next day, Anjo woke up with the sun up.
She went out and strolled around the entire villa without finding Feng Yan, so she must have gone to work at the office.
An Qiao was a little lost, she was the only one in the huge villa, inevitably felt empty, she had to go back to the room to wash up, but just after washing up, the phone rang, it was Feng Yan.
An Qiao paddled down to answer, Feng Yan’s deep, s*xy voice reaching his ears, “Up?”
Anjo blushed slightly, she didn’t really mean to sleep at this time of night, she usually got very little sleep and didn’t know why she slept so well last night.
She threw up her tongue and mmmm’d.
“What do you want for lunch?”
Ancho thought about it, subconsciously realizing his words as him coming back for dinner, and said, “Whatever, eat whatever.”
“Not just any, pick one and I’ll have it brought to you.”
Anjo realized that he wasn’t going to come back, and that he had made a fool of himself again.
“Lighter is fine, I’m not a picky eater.”
Feng Yan gave a hmmm and stopped talking.
He didn’t say anything, and An Qiao had even less of a topic to initiate, so she fell silent for a moment, and as she wondered if the other side had already hung up, she suddenly heard Feng Yan say again, “Someone will bring over some household goods and clothes this afternoon, so open the door for them.”
Anjo nodded, and after nodding realized he couldn’t see, so he replied, “Good.”
She replied, and the other side fell silent again.
Ancho was a little confused, what’s wrong with this guy?Too much time at work?Calling and not talking again.
After a long silence, Anjo finally relented and asked tentatively, “Is there anything else?I’ll hang up if it’s okay, oh.”
There was still no sound on the other end of the phone, and it was a long moment before he whispered, “I’ll take you to a styling session at four in the afternoon, and accompany me to a family party tonight.”
It took a long moment for Ancho to realize what he meant by a family party.
Is this to announce the relationship?
She blushed and hesitated before uttering, “Is it a little too soon?”
Her words caused Feng Yan to be slightly surprised for a moment.
Immediately, the whole mood was cheerful, and the corners of his eyebrows were tinged with an uncontrollable smile.
What a surprise that the little girl just said it was too soon, but didn’t just say no!
It seems she still knows he’s good for her.
As soon as Mr. Bo was pleasant, he decided to strike while the iron was hot and said in a serious manner, “Not so fast, we got our license anyway, it was only a matter of time before we announced it.”
Ancho was still hesitant, “But”
Feng Yan teased, “It’s not because the ugly daughter-in-law is afraid of meeting her in-laws, is it?”
Anjo pouted in displeasure, “You’re the ugly one!Your whole family is ugly!”
“Haha,”
Feng Yan rare open-hearted laugh, the office, Qin special assistant looking at his president’s cheerful smile, as if he had seen a living fossil, horrified.
My goodness, I’m not sure the president has ever laughed so hard in 27 years of life.It’s really the old house that’s on fire. It’s really bad!
Feng Yan, unaware of Qin Special Assistant’s inner activities, smiled for a moment and said, “Be good, I’ll pick you up at night.”
When you finished, you hung up the phone.
He looked up at Chin Special Assistant, who was standing off to the side in a rare good mood, and waved his hand, saying, “Go get Maurice.”
Qint assisted in going.
The only person left in the office was Feng Yan, who stood up from behind his desk and walked over to the wide floor-to-ceiling windows, narrowing his eyes as he looked down on the car-popular people who were as tiny as ants below.
Last night had been a wake up call for him.
An Qiao was misunderstood two years ago and was in the newspaper, although he knew that person was himself back then, but in order to preserve another person, he couldn’t say, but also wouldn’t let An Qiao be bullied like this again, the only way was to let everyone know that she was the titular Mrs. Bo.
He, Feng Yan, doesn’t believe that anyone in this world would dare to bully his wife!
The clothes delivery man arrived just after lunch.
Anjo politely invited them into the house and stared in shock as she saw them moving boxes and boxes of stuff into the house as if they were moving.
This, this, this is too much!
She was surprised as she went to pour a cup of water for each of the workers who were moving things to give them a break, and what was just customary politeness was flattering to these people, who said thank you Mrs. Bo incessantly.
Ancho couldn’t help but blush again.
In fact, she had been working and studying in France alone for the past two years and had suffered a lot, so she didn’t discriminate against these lower strata of society, and only after chatting with them did she learn that they were all lower-level employees of the Feng Group.
Since they didn’t know what they were buying yet, Anjo just let them carry their things into the living room and let them go.
Then it was an afternoon of unpacking boxes.
Feng Yan was very attentive and bought her not only clothes and shoes, but also a series of household items.
Anjo hadn’t really believed until this moment that she was married, albeit with some half-hearted elements, but ripping off the license, she had followed him to his house, and from what he had said this morning, she was going to meet his family tonight, so there was no turning back!
An Qiao thought for a long time before finally making up her mind, no turning back then, she just wanted to show those who slandered her that she was doing well and didn’t need them to worry at all!
At 4:00 p.m., Feng Yan arrived home on time.
He didn’t go inside, he sat in the car and called Anjo, and in a few minutes he saw a small woman dressed in a plain outfit running out of the villa.
Anjo was tired and sweaty from packing all afternoon and was now freshly showered and still smelling faintly of body wash.Feng Yan smelled it and smiled lightly at the corners of his mouth, leaning in to her neck to take a small sniff, “It smells good.”
Ancho blushed a little, “Stop it.”
“Heh!”The little woman’s shyness pleased him, and Feng Yan became more and more impressed, hooking her head and pressing her towards him, k*ssing her on the lips.
Anjo’s lips were soft and sweet, and he could never k*ss them enough, but gradually the movement became deeper, and his hands began to move restlessly over her body.
Anjo was almost suffocating from his k*sses, and when she felt the large hand that moved to her chest, she stiffened and pushed him, snorting, “Don’t.”
Chapter 533
Only then did Feng Yan stop.
With his lips still pressed against hers and a smile all over his brow and eyes, he whispered, “Does it still hurt?”
Anjo was stunned, and only then did the party realize he was asking about her knee and ankle injuries, shaking her head, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
It didn’t really hurt that badly, but I rubbed it in yesterday and didn’t feel much today.
Feng Yan was still unsure, and lifted her long skirt to look at her ankles and knees, and saw that the swelling had gone down, and although her knees were still covered with gauze, they weren’t as scary as last night.
That settled him down.
“I’ll have Chris get a pair of flats for you later, and we’ll show up back tonight.”
Ancho was a little apprehensive, “Is this good?”
She’s only 6’5″ tall, so she’d look short in flats, right?And it’s a family party!What if Feng Yan’s elders see us?
Feng Yan, however, just doted on her and ruffled her hair, “Don’t worry.”And then nothing more was said.
When Anjo saw that he was silent, he couldn’t say anything else and turned to look out the window of the car.
The leaves of some of the plane trees on the streets are yellowing, and the autumn breeze is sweeping them down.She pursed her lips, feeling a little nervous at the thought that she might have to meet Feng Yan’s family later.
Soon the car stopped in front of a large celebrity modeling club.
They got out of the car and were greeted by a very voluptuous looking man, whose two eyes glowed straight at the sight of Feng Yan.
“Yo, Feng Shao, what kind of wind actually blew to bring you here today?”
The man greeted happily, one sentence finished, only to notice An Qiao, who lagged behind Feng Yan, first stunned, then opened his mouth wide in shock as if he had discovered a new world.
“Oh my God!Did I read that right, woman?You actually got a woman?”
In the meantime, Feng Yan was a little annoyed with his raucousness.
He only saw his eyes dripping around An Qiao’s body, looking at An Qiao’s heart and couldn’t help but lean towards Feng Yan.
“Tsk tsk, this chick is pretty hot ha, big boobs, thin waist and round ass, which lady?”
Feng Yan finally couldn’t stand it any longer and said in an angry voice, “Chris!Don’t give an inch!”
Chris was slightly shocked, seeing Feng Yan speak to him in this very harsh tone for the first time, and was obviously a bit confused for a moment.
Feng Yan also ignored him, gently pushed An Qiao down and said, “This is my wife, you personally styled her, be conservative.”
Mrs.?
fu*k!
Chris, apparently feeling like he didn’t have enough brains for the day, looked at Anjo stunned, saw her smile at him and said politely, “Thank you.”
He even waved his hand, “No trouble, no trouble, it’s my honor to help Mrs. Bo with her styling.”
Then he pointed upstairs to the premium VIP area and said, “Follow me.”
An Qiao turned his head to look at Feng Yan, and only after receiving a nod of approval did he follow him upstairs.
Chris was worthy of being called an international magician, and after his transformation, two hours later, when Anjo looked at the slender, noble woman in the mirror, he couldn’t believe it was himself.
Chris had picked out a white deep v dress with many tiny red crystals to add a splash of colour to the plain, her hair pulled up high with what looked like minimal but actually elaborate makeup, and a pair of ruby earrings.
and appears both noble and pure.
She was slightly distracted by the fact that Chris had added a white shawl to satisfy the conservative demands of the seal, which covered the fluffy white of her breasts and the single slashed shoulder even more invitingly.
“Bingo!Finished!”
He stepped forward to take a look at Anjo, not hiding his amazement, and complimented, “That’s beautiful!”
Anjo blushed slightly and looked at her new, refreshed self in the mirror, but was actually satisfied on the inside.
“Okay, change your shoes, then I’ll help you down.”
Chris brought Anjo a pair of white crystal thick-soled sandals that would hide her height without tiring her feet.
Anjo smiled gratefully at him, which he replaced.
Soon, Anjo was walking down the stairs with Chris’s help, the steps weren’t very high, but she was being extremely careful, afraid that if she wasn’t careful she might fall down, which would be comical.
Feng Yan was sitting on a sofa in the lounge area reading a newspaper, and there were several men sitting next to him, probably all waiting for their girlfriends or wives, and a circle of people sitting on the sofa, which made Feng Yan look even more upright and handsome.
She had an unexpected illusion that it was actually quite happy to live her life just like this.
After all, having been in love with Qiao Ziyu for five years before, they had never enjoyed such a pampering.
She had always thought at the time that Qiao Ziyu was that kind of character, a bit headstrong at times, but still good in nature.
It wasn’t until later, when I saw how gentle and thoughtful he was with his peace of mind, that I realized that the only reason for not spoiling was because you weren’t the one he wanted to spoil.
“Hey!Come see, is your little wife pretty?”
Chris’s exaggerated voice rang throughout the ground floor, catching everyone’s attention at once.
An Qiao was a little shy and embarrassed, blushing and burying her head low, so she couldn’t see the flash of surprise that flashed across Feng Yan’s eyes when he raised them.
“Well?I’m good at it, aren’t I?”
Chris sends Anjo to Feng Yan, inviting a reward.
Feng Yan, however, didn’t even look at him, his eyes looking straight at An Qiao.
Half a dozen times, before nodding, “Yeah, good.”
Anjo was so uncomfortable with the way he looked at her, his eyes dodging to meet his, a blush flying from his cheeks all the way to his ears.
In Feng Yan’s eyes, he only felt incomparably alluring, and his Adam’s apple involuntarily rolled down.
“Let’s go.”
His voice was muffled as he took Anjo’s hand and walked outside.
Chris dropped them off at the door and saw them get into the car before frantically pulling out his mobile phone and dancing like he’d discovered something big, “Hey!Tailor Feng, big news big news, that kid your brother Feng Yan just brought a woman to my shop and said it was his wife!”
On the other side of the phone, Tailor Feng, who was sitting on the balcony drinking lemon tea and sunbathing, puffed out a mouthful of tea and stared incredulously, “Really?”
An Qiao was led out of the styling club by Feng Yan.
Feng Yan’s legs were long and his steps were so big that she had to trot to keep up.
Just before reaching the car, I was suddenly on top of the man, followed by an overwhelming wave of wolf k*sses.
Anjo felt his eagerness and ferocity and was a little afraid, but subconsciously knew that he meant no harm, so he didn’t resist and obediently allowed him to k*ss her.
After k*ssing her for a long time, Feng Yan reluctantly released her.
Chapter 534
One hand braced against the body to envelop her beneath herself, one hand clasped around her waist, the tip of her nose against the tip of her nose, smiling evilly at the sight of her red, swollen lips.
“Remember, you’re only allowed to dress like that in front of me from now on!”
A little aggravated, but still obedient, Ancho replied, “Oh.”
Only then did Feng Yan touch her face in satisfaction, release her and pull the door open for her himself.
“Get in the car!”
Anjo got into the car and blushed a little when he saw that Qin Tesuke had arrived here at some point and was now sitting in the driver’s seat.
Must have seen that scene earlier.
She was even more ashamed in her heart, secretly vowing that she must find a time to communicate with Feng Yan, and not to be so Meng Lang outside in the future.
Half an hour later, the car arrives at tonight’s destination, the Celebrity Lodge.
Feng Yan had the presidential suite here for years, so he took Anjo with him and headed straight for the lift.
The lift door was just about to close, but a hand suddenly blocked it, only to see an extremely handsome looking young man walk in and see Feng Yan, his eyes bright.
“Yo!Brother, I didn’t believe Chris when he said you were going to bring my sister-in-law over, tsk, so it’s true?”
Feng Yan looked at him with a blank expression, “Why are you here?”
“Chuckle!Why can’t I be here when you can come to the party my uncle is throwing?”
“Finished with the corporate matters handed over to you?”
“”
Tailor Feng drawled, not wanting to bring up the subject, and turned his attention to An Qiao.
This careful examination was not slightly shocking, and then a bad smile flashed.
“How old is little sister-in-law?Look at this tender, pinch-pack of water, it’s still underage, right?”
With a little face so red that it could almost drip blood, Ancho replied softly, “I’m 20.”
“Ha!Really?So I’ve changed my mind?I always thought he only liked that kind of green apple loli!”
As I was saying, the lift doors had opened and Feng Yan kicked him in the ass, shouting angrily, “Get out!”
As if Tailor Feng already knew he had this trick, he jumped out before he kicked over, a pair of peach blossom eyes smiling and deliberately irritated, “Look at you, I’m just joking, you’re yelling like you want to kill someone, those who don’t know still think I’ve got it right, haha!”
Tailor Feng’s laughter faded away as the lift doors closed, heading to the topmost floor of the high-class presidential suite.
An Qiao was a bit put up with that teasing, yet when he looked up, he bumped into Feng Yan’s dark, dark pupils.
She was afraid that he would be upset, so she even put a smile on her lips and acted as if nothing was wrong.
But suddenly I heard him say in a deep voice, “He’s talking nonsense, don’t believe it.”
Ancho was startled, and didn’t respond in mid-sentence.
He’s explaining this to her?
Someone who couldn’t wait for a response half a dozen times, his handsome face sank and a finger flicked her forehead, annoyed, “Do you hear me?”
Ancho crinkled her small face over her forehead and answered evenly, “I hear you.”
Since the banquet didn’t start until eight in the evening, Feng Yan took her to her room to rest first.
And take care of a little business along the way.
Anjo was sitting on the couch in the living room, bored and watching TV, when her phone suddenly rang.
She scanned the study, then walked briskly to the other side and picked up the phone.
“Hey, Jen Jen.”
“Anjo, did you call me yesterday?My phone screen is broken and I just bought a new one today, so I didn’t get it.”
Anjo Khan.
So it was.
She didn’t want to make Zhen Zhen feel guilty by telling her about last night’s encounter with the pervert, so she just said, “So that’s how it was, I was wondering why you just didn’t answer your phone when you knew you wouldn’t be resting that early.”
“Alas!Never mind, I had a breakup yesterday, so I smashed my phone in a huff.”
“Huh?”Anjo expressed her frustration with the lady’s behavior.
It’s a pity to smash your mobile phone when you’re heartbroken!
Zhen Zhen continued to complain, “An Qiao, why do you think that sc*m has two feet on the ground?I’m not fit or pretty enough or my family isn’t rich enough to deserve him anyway, damn it!He’s good, but he actually dared to go pick up another woman without telling me, he really doesn’t want to live!”
Anjo smiled awkwardly, “So what did you do to him?”
“Heh!Nothing much, just put a surveillance camera in his room and then live streamed the video of him taking that woman home for s*x all over the world.”
Anjo: “
Miss, I know your family is rich and powerful, but you shouldn’t play around like this!
But Anjo knew it would be useless to talk her out of it, so he just said, “Don’t go to nightclubs for boyfriends anymore, it’s not reliable.”
Zhen Zhen was righteous, “So where do I find it?”
This puts An Qiao in a difficult position, she has only had one love affair, and that was with a childhood sweetheart when she was a student.
She doesn’t even remember how to find it herself.
After thinking about it, she came up with the most plausible solution, “Why don’t you go on a blind date?”
Zhen Zhen: “
“Alas!Forget it, let’s not talk about it, do you have time on Sunday, let’s have dinner and go shopping together, you haven’t gone shopping together since you returned home.”
Ancho figured that there shouldn’t be much to do on Sunday, so he agreed.
“Well, that’s settled then ha, see you on Sunday, bye!”
“Bye bye!”
As soon as I hung up the phone, a man’s deep voice came from behind me.
“Who are you having dinner with on Sunday?”
An Qiao was shocked and turned around sharply to see Feng Yan appearing in the doorway of the study with a glass of water.
She sighed with relief, was the man a phantom?You don’t even walk quietly.Also, she had just seen the study door closed, so why did he come out in the blink of an eye!
Feng Yan looked at An Qiao’s horrified face and frowned slightly, taking big steps towards her.
Before he knew it, the phone was snatched away from him.
“Hey!What are you doing?”
An Qiao was so anxious that Feng Yan grabbed his wrist, his eyebrows raised, and asked, “Who?”
Anjo had to answer honestly, “My high school classmate, a woman, don’t believe me, look at the name.”
Feng Yan also really went to look up the call records, and when he saw the note name Zhen Zhen Er Er, the corner of his mouth hooked up inscrutably.
Then, with a few quick strokes and pulls of the long finger on the phone, he suddenly frowned at her.
“You didn’t even save my number?”
Ancho didn’t give him a good look, “You didn’t tell me what your number was!”
Feng Yan was stunned, thinking about it as if it was really like this.
His face softening a bit, he handed the phone to Anjo and said, “So I’m telling you now, you save it in.”
Ancho deflated and reluctantly entered his number.
After losing and about to put the phone away, the man suddenly relented again.
“Docket!”He ordered tautly.
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