Yan Zhengling was furious: "let me be your underground lover, I don't agree. Nima, it's insulting. "

She was so angry that she was so rude.

Baron Zhan looked at her small face, which was wronged and unwilling. He knew that it would hurt her self-esteem.

However, he can only use this kind of contractual relationship, so that he can get what he wants and protect her safety.

"Money, don't you want it?" He seduced.

She said negatively, "No. Anyway, our Yan family is on the verge of bankruptcy. What can be worse than now? "

There was a smile on the bottom of Zhan hanjue's eyes.

"Didn't you say you had sex with a lot of men the other day? So what's wrong with an extra bed He half joked.

Yan Zhengling bit the shell teeth and glared at him fiercely. His eyes were fierce as if they were eating people.

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and then, with a disdainful glance at Han Han Jue, he deliberately disdained and said: "uncle like you, who is old and has inconvenient legs, is not my dish."

Master Zhan: "uncle, is he really old?

"After signing the contract, I will give Yan a way to survive." He coaxed.

Yan Zhengling's eyes shine, "can you change the underground lover into the earthly lover?"

"No He flatly refused.

"Am I just so shameful?" Yan Zhengling's voice is sour.

"You know that businessmen like us must maintain a good public image outside," he said

Yan Zhengling stopped talking. "You let me think about it." The voice was low.

Yan Zhengling lonely back to the bedroom, sitting in bed in a daze.

He asked her to be his underground lover, must be thinking of another wife.

When Yan Zhengling thought of this, he felt very painful. Tears also pattered down.

However, Yan Zhengling is not willing to give up easily because he is too persistent to this feeling.

Her hand gently covers the abdomen, in the heart secretly thought: even if is for the child, diligently once.

Perhaps, the prodigal son still has a day to turn back?

The wheelchair of Han Han Jue was stuck at the door, and his weak voice sounded faintly, "Yan Zhengling, I won't force you. If you don't want to

Although he was disappointed, he didn't want to see her sad.

However, Yan Zhengling calmly walked up to him and announced, "I will."

He looked at her with a firm light in his dark pupil.

"Then sign it." His eyes were filled with joy.

Yan Zhengling went out and signed the contract.

Then, she handed the pen in her hand to Lord Zhan, who took it over...

but at this time, Ye Feng ran up in a panic, and because of his impatience, he staggered and fell on the stone steps of the stairs.

Zhan hanjue's hand holding pen is slightly stagnant, his eyes fall on the leaf maple who climbs out, and the eagle's eyes are tight.

"No, president." Ye Feng's face was as white as paper, because he was so anxious that he neglected to avoid Yan Zhengling.

"Something happened to the retired man at the tourmaline manor."

"Zhan hanjue slightly angry," is not let you stare at her

Ye Feng said, "president, this is too weird."

Han Jue glanced at Yan Zheng Ling with a face of muddle, and stopped Ye Feng, "I'll talk about it later."

Ye Feng and Zhan hanjue leave in a hurry.

Yan Zhengling sits uneasily on the sofa.

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