The president bans love: the substitute lady is a paparazzi

Chapter 63 74 Affair Competition

For the first time, Xia Yan felt that the time he spent with his fathers was so short.The sky was getting dark relentlessly, although Duanmurui didn't make a call, but Xia Yan knew that this was not a silent urging?
She knew very well what would happen to her if she went back late.

Picking up and saluting, Xia Yan embraced several fathers again.After listening to their instructions one by one, and declined Qing Tian's escort, he stepped out of the house alone.

After a turn-off, the driver greeted him: "Young Madam."

Xia Yan stopped, his eyes full of surprise: "You...you didn't leave?"

The driver smiled slightly, a flash of pride flashed under the sunglasses, and said respectfully: "The subordinate sent the young lady out to send the young lady back. Otherwise, I will not be able to explain it."

Xia Yan laughed mockingly in his heart, as if he was very important to Duanmurui.It's just a couple in name, if the driver knew it, he wouldn't be so dedicated.

"Okay... let's get in the car."

Xia Yan looked around, afraid that it would be sunny or some father would chase him out, or that he would not have the courage to go back to that big and cold villa.

The driver respectfully opened the car door for Xia Yan, and helped Xia Yan put away his luggage.Stepping on the accelerator swiftly, he disappeared into this downtown area.

Qing Tian walked out from a dark corner, watched the car go away, and clenched her fingers tightly, making a piercing rattling sound.

When Xia Yan returned home, it was obvious that Duan Murui hadn't come back yet.After simply eating the dinner served by the housekeeper, I felt that the spacious hall was very lonely, so I greeted casually and went upstairs.

With nothing to do, Xia Yan began to pack his luggage.She carefully put away the expensive clothes in the original cabinet, folded them neatly, and put them in the locker below.But suddenly I felt uncomfortable in my heart, and even my nose started to feel sore.

Hehe...what is she doing here?Mrs. Duanmu in name?Or maybe nothing at all.These clothes have their owners, and who is the owner?Look at how well they are preserved, how much Duanmurui cares about this woman!

Xia Yan couldn't even use his own clothes to compare with any of them.

It's ridiculous, when did she learn to be jealous?You know, she was not a person who liked luxury items in the past!Or is it not these clothes that she is jealous of?
Thinking about it, Xia Yan smiled wryly, and took the clothes he had just hung up again.

This position does not belong to her, after all, these clothes arrived before her.And now, she doesn't have the qualifications either.

At the same time, Xia Yan took out the yellow dress embroidered with butterfly lace that she wore when she left from the suitcase, carefully hung it back to its original place, and stuffed her suitcase into the locker.

After everything was over, I only heard the shout of the housekeeper from downstairs.It seems that Duanmurui is back, Xia Yan's heart tightens, something must have happened!

Once the things that grow in the moist place of the heart germinate, they cannot be controlled by the owner.Xia Yan's worry was raised, she quickly opened the door and rushed downstairs.

Standing still in the hall, Xia Yan's feet seemed to be injected with a thousand catties of copper and iron, making it difficult to move forward.

Duanmurui was drunk, his drunken cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were narrowed as if he couldn't even open them.He was sitting on the sofa like a king, but beside him was a woman with exquisite figure and beautiful appearance.

(End of this chapter)