The president bans love: the substitute lady is a paparazzi

Chapter 2 A good man does not have a good wife, but a good woman is forced

The media, who almost died empty-handed, have news, each of them is holding a camera, like a hungry tiger preying on food, with red eyes, capturing the "headlines".

oh! yes!

Xia Yan, who was behind the crowd, snapped his fingers and let out a smirk in triumph.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! I am a doctor! Human life is at stake!"

When he reappeared, Xia Yan already had an extra white coat on his body, his face was tightly blocked by a mask, and his stethoscope was hanging around his neck, swinging back and forth with the swing of his running.

Paparazzi Lesson [-]: Disguise must be professional!

Xia Yan pushed away the female companion who was so frightened that she was crying bitterly, and skillfully pressed the stethoscope on the old man's chest, and immediately frowned:
"Send him in quickly! The patient needs to lie down!"

Afterwards, the bodyguard who didn't know the truth came to listen to the tone of the "doctor", and the situation seemed to be very serious, so he dared not delay.So a few people stayed to maintain order, and the other two sent Xia Yan, the old man and his girlfriend into the rest area of ​​the private club.

Entered successfully!The corners of the mouth under the mask evoked a new arc.

The Duanmu Family's reputation is well-deserved, the magnificence in the private club is simply jaw-dropping, like entering the pharaoh's harem, resplendent and resplendent.

The pattern made of pure gold, matched with warm yellow lights, emits countless luxurious splendor from the crystal cover.

This is not a private club, just counting the area of ​​the lounge, this is a castle!
"Doctor! How is Mr. Yan?"

The timely question from the female companion stopped Xia Yan from drooling.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Xia Yan pretended to be solemn with a light cough, and said to the bodyguard at the door: "You all go, the patient needs to be quiet, this lady stays here, I want to ask about her old man's previous medical history."

The bodyguards looked at each other, and the female companion naturally listened closely to Xia Yan's arrangement. It's no wonder, thinking about how I spent my youth, I can be regarded as a diamond-level king. If I really let him burp like this, then I Isn't it too bad? !
"You guys go down first, I will take care of Mr. Yan." The female companion said to the two bodyguards in a begging tone.

The biggest threat in the house has been eliminated, and Xia Yan gradually has a sense of security.

"doctor…"

"come here."

Xia Yan waved at his female companion, waiting for her to approach, the originally raised hand suddenly fell down and hit the acupuncture point at the base of her neck.

So in the room, the woman fell to the ground, and the old man probably couldn't stand the torture just now and fell asleep.

Only then did Xia Yan take off his mask and exhale freely.

"It's done!"

Xia Yan poked his ear with his index finger and said lazily.

In the dark small black room, the editor-in-chief stared at the computer screen through the bottom of the bottle. After receiving Xia Yan's instructions, she threw away the sweater she was knitting, moved her knuckles quickly, and started tapping.

"You are in the lounge right now. When you go out, turn left and there will be bodyguards. Walk straight for 15 minutes and you will find the banquet hall. Speed ​​up!"

Her articulation is like a gun, fast as a shot but still clear.

The star-studded crystal chandelier slowly rotated on the ceiling of the banquet hall.

Let the warm yellow light spots sprinkle the whole room, elegant and luxurious in the shaking.

Xia Yan held his breath, pushed the door open and entered.

A simple and quiet camel long skirt with a leaky back, the waist design took advantage of her exquisite body line, the skirt was like a fishtail, with folds, spread out in all directions, and fell on the ground, like a blooming beauty flower, even if she Low-key, but also hard to escape attention.

Her beautiful eyes were clear, and her hair was slightly curly. Although she only put on a little lip gloss at this time, she was still very glamorous.

Simply the bald old man's female companion was about the same size as him, otherwise he really didn't know how to deal with the guard at the corner.

Taking a deep breath, and straightening her dress, Xia Yan held the small and exquisite handbag tightly with a smile on her face.

"How is it? Has Duanmurui appeared?"

Xia Yan picked up a goblet filled with champagne and looked around. Although he was smiling, his voice was squeezed out from between his teeth: "I don't even have a fart, let alone a human being."

(End of this chapter)