Wealthy and hot wife: stunning husband does not love enough

Chapter 410 Are you fooling around with some wild man again?
"It depends on what you think. Whether the shares are important or Wan Kunda is more important, but if you really hand over the shares, you will have to raise children for Qin Yu in the future." An Qianya looked at it sympathetically. She glanced.

"She's dreaming! Wanjia is also daydreaming! Don't talk about 30.00% of the shares, my dad won't even give me the 20.00% after knowing about it. Wanjia's people are clearly cheating me!"

"Now your mind is clear? If that's the case, then don't waste time. To tell you the truth, Wan Kunda is a woman who knows that flirtatious temperament, only you have always regarded him as a treasure."

"That bitch Qin Yu! Even if I don't want her, I can't take advantage of her for nothing. She thinks Wan Kunda really loves her? Pooh! It's just for the sake of the child in her belly. If I get pregnant too Pregnancy, is there still a place for her to talk now?"

Lin Ke'er gritted her teeth and finished speaking, and found that An Qianya looked thoughtful, and couldn't help asking strangely: "What's wrong with you, Qianya?"

An Qianya said foolishly: "Tell me, if I'm pregnant with brother Ming Han's child, won't he be able to run away?"

"You pull it down, Ye Minghan doesn't want you, why are you pregnant?" Lin Ke'er realized after finishing speaking, and quickly changed her words, "I mean Ye Minghan keeps himself clean, unlike Wan Kunda, a pervert who wants to fuck when he sees a woman. "

"If the goal can be achieved in the end, what's the harm in using some means?" An Qianya sneered.

"Then what can you do?"

"Did you forget? Next weekend is Ye Yiran's birthday."

"and then?"

"And isn't it crowded with so many people?" An Qianya smiled sinisterly, and walked forward.

Lin Keer froze in place, what is the solution?
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Anjia living room.

Zhu Meiwei came down from upstairs, and saw An Qianya sitting on the sofa full of thoughts, she walked over and sat beside her: "What's wrong, Yaya? What are you thinking?"

An Qianya was immersed in her own thoughts and didn't hear Zhu Meiwei's words. She didn't turn her head until a scent of perfume flooded her nose. She frowned when she saw her wearing silk suspender pajamas.

"Mom, what are you wearing? I don't wear anything like this."

"I only wear it if you don't wear it, otherwise it would be a waste." Zhu Meiwei disapproved.

"What time did you come back last night? Why didn't you answer my call?"

"About ten o'clock, I didn't hear you."

"Don't lie to me. I went to bed at ten ten o'clock, and you didn't come back at that time."

"That's ten twenty." Zhu Meiwei's eyes were a little wandering, and she reached out to brush her hair.

At this moment, An Qianya suddenly caught a glimpse of a red mark on the back of her neck, and immediately rushed to take a closer look, and then yelled.

"Where did you go last night, honestly? Did you hang out with some wild man again?"

"How do you talk?" Zhu Meiwei raised her hand in anger.

"You hit you! You beat me to death! It's because you're ashamed!" An Qianya's eyes were red with anger.

Seeing this, Zhu Meiwei put down her hand and changed her tone: "You girl is getting more and more tempered. I accidentally bumped into the corner of the table on the neck when I came back last night. If you don't believe me, ask Aunt Wang, Mom. Just you, a daughter, how can you be willing to beat you?"

"You speak so nicely, when did you really care about me?"

"Why don't I care about you? It seems to be the birthday of the daughter of the Ye family in a few days, right? Have you prepared your gift yet?"

An Qianya said indignantly: "Prepare a gift for her, what's the use of making her like me?"

(End of this chapter)