Lure your wife into your arms: Mysterious husband is the richest man

Chapter 303
"Don't talk nonsense." Jiang Wan's hand held her wrist slowly and hard.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, okay, okay, I apologize, I'm sorry, okay?"

Jiang Wan snorted and shook off her hand.

"No wonder he is looking for a pretty boy. What normal man would like such a fierce guy?" Zheng Hong pouted and muttered in a low voice, then turned around and left.

Jiang Wan was too lazy to pay attention to her and turned on the faucet to wash her hands.

After washing her hands, she walked to the door, but found that the door could not be opened.

She shouted several times, and a few minutes passed, but there was still no movement outside.

No one came, and it was no use shouting at her throat.

It should be that Zheng Hong blocked the door somehow.

She bit her lower lip and glanced at her wrist. The appointment time with the client was coming soon. Unfortunately, she didn't have her mobile phone with her, so she couldn't call for help.

How to do?
Just when she was extremely anxious and decided to kick the door, the door opened with a click.

The man's masked face slowly appeared in her sight, and surprise surged in her eyes. As she walked out, she said eagerly, "Mr. Lu! Thank you, Mr. Lu. I'm in a hurry, so I'll leave first. I'll give it to you tomorrow." You bring breakfast.”

The woman's figure disappeared from sight, and Lu Jingchen's lips curled up into a smile.

When he arrived at the racecourse, Jiang Wan looked at the time and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not late.

When she entered, Mrs. Zhao had just arrived, and they were drinking tea and chatting while waiting for others to arrive.

Not long after, several other ladies also came. In addition to the familiar ladies, there was also a stranger.

She was dressed up in a fancy way, with heavy makeup and big-name clothes, but she lacked nobility and had the aura of a nouveau riche.

"This is the top mistress. If you insist on coming over, I can't refuse." Mrs. Zhao leaned into her ear and whispered.

Jiang Wan nodded clearly.

A few people sat together and started chatting. Suddenly, the upstart girl looked at Jiang Wan and said, "Designer Jiang, the jewelry you designed for Mrs. Zhao is so beautiful. I like it very much. You can design a set for me too." "

Jiang Wan smiled and nodded, "Of course."

"I heard that your husband doesn't work now and relies solely on you to support him. Is it true?"

Jiang Wan's smile stiffened a bit, "Yeah." "What do you think? I found a soft-boiled man who is also a car repairman. It would be great to find a rich man. Like us, he doesn't have to work hard. There are millions of pocket money every month.”

"Of course it's because he's handsome and I love my job. It's my dream."

The woman curled her lips, obviously not believing it, "How handsome can a car mechanic be?"

Jiang Wan didn't argue with her, just smiled and said nothing.

After chatting for a while, a few people went to ride horses for fun. Jiang Wan was already very good at riding after many exercises.

"Jilin, look, it's really no coincidence." Mo Shaoqian accidentally saw Jiang Wan and raised his chin.

Wang Jilin looked in the direction of his gaze, and when he saw the extremely disgusted figure, his expression suddenly darkened.

The road between enemies is really narrow, even if you ride a horse, you can meet her.

A malicious smile appeared on Mo Shaoqian's lips, "Teach her a lesson?"

Wang Jilin responded, "Yes."

Jiang Wan was riding happily, but for some reason, the horse suddenly started running wildly. She pulled the reins to no avail.

Ten minutes later, the horse stopped in a remote corner.

Jiang Wan was confused and just about to turn her horse around and ride back, several horses appeared not far away and surrounded her.

She looked up and saw several faces that made her good mood plummet.

Directly in front of her was Wang Jilin. He stared at her with a cold face and gloomy eyes, as if she had killed his whole family.

She frowned and asked coldly, "What do you want to do again?"

Mo Shaoqian chuckled, "Of course I'm just playing with you."

Jiang Wan was angry and threw the riding crop in his hand, but he grabbed it and pulled it hard.

The rough bulge of her hand scratched across her palm, leaving several scars on the delicate skin of her palm.

It hurts hot!
(End of this chapter)