Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Dongfang Aoshi hooked his lips, as if he had accepted the gentle opinion, "Purpose."

"Gentle, go back with me!" Wen Ziye didn't believe Ruan's words at all——

He is old, but not so old that he doesn't even know his own daughter.

The woman in front of him was exactly the same as his second daughter in terms of appearance, figure, and voice.

It is impossible for Wen Ziye to admit his mistake!

Besides, Yingchun Tower is on the busiest street in the city.

Every time Wen Ziye went to court, he would always pass by. He had never heard of an oiran named Yanji in the Yingchun Building.

"Master, you really misunderstood the person. I am Yan Ji, not the Wen Wen you said..." Rourou frowned deliberately, as if she couldn't remember who Wen Ziye was talking about just now.

"Gentleness." Dongfang Aoshi reminded, raising his thick eyebrows with interest.

"Yes, gentle. This master, I am really not the person you are looking for."

"Say it again for father, come back with me!"

Wen Ziye finished his drink coldly, and stretched out his hand to pull someone.

Dongfang Aoshi held Wen Ziye's hand, and said in a harsh voice, "Prime Minister, don't forget, this is the palace."

The daughter was clearly in front of her eyes, but she refused to believe it, and even flirted with Dongfang Aoshi, her behavior was no different from the girls in the land of fireworks, Wen Ziye was also a little angry.

"Ninth Prince, don't forget, this official is here by order!"

The sword is on the verge of breaking out.

A clear and light voice came over——

"Uncle, maybe I have admitted the wrong person. This girl is really not gentle."

The gentle heart beat hard!

Slowly, bit by bit, turn around.

On the picturesque corridor.

Huangfu Hao was dressed in white and stood there quietly.

With his back to the light, his whole body was shrouded in shadows, his facial features were completely covered, his expression could not be seen clearly, only a perfect outline could be vaguely seen, as if walking out of a painting, so perfect without any blemishes.

Around the waist, there is a beautiful white jade, and the jade tassels are light.

The gentle throat was suddenly pinched by an invisible hand, and it was difficult to breathe.

His face was unusually pale.

"Miss Yanji's complexion is very ugly, are you okay?" Huangfu Hao came to the front and asked softly, his torch-like eyes gliding across his gentle face.

Gently shaking his head, his chest felt heavy, as uncomfortable as if a huge boulder weighed heavily.

Take a deep breath and try to keep your tone as calm as possible, "Yan Ji is fine, thank you for your concern..."

His eyes stayed on Huangfu Hao for an extra second.

Dongfang Aoshi's face immediately turned cold.

The big palm is pressed against the gentleness, and it is pushed hard.

Wen Rou's whole body stuck to him without any gaps.

The posture is very ambiguous and makes people daydream...

Struggling reflexively.

Dongfang Aoshi leaned down, pressed it against her ear, and said in a low voice, "Second Miss, I don't want her fiancé to know that she has lost... to me?"

Tenderly froze, eyes spitting fire——

The bastard!

Threatening himself with this matter!

Wen Wen was so angry that she wished she could kill Dongfang Aoshi with one blow.

But in the current situation, gentleness can only endure even if it gets angry again.

Take a deep breath and suppress the anger.

Hugging Dongfang Aoshi's strong waist as if no one else was around, he continued to smile, "My lord is so annoying, there are outsiders here!"

Dongfang Aoshi held her pale face tightly, with a slight smile on his cool lips.

When Wen Ziye saw the intimate behavior of the two, his anger exploded instantly!