Madam, the entire entertainment industry is looking forward to your divorce

Chapter 256 I Raise You

This picture is ridiculous no matter how you look at it.

Song Anhao couldn't hold back, burst out laughing with a 'puchi'.

Her laughter brought back the butler's rationality, his pupils trembled in horror, and he immediately ran over to take the suitcase from Shen Xiuran's hand, then took the luggage from Song Anhao's hand, and ordered the servants to move it to the car.

Mr. carry the luggage by yourself...

Mr. carry the luggage by yourself...

Do you know how incredible this picture is?
Just can't imagine.

In the past, when he was on a business trip, Ji Te helped him carry his luggage. Because he didn't have many things, the suitcase was not big.

This time I actually used an oversized suitcase.

Where is this going?

Traveling around the world with Mrs.
Song Anhao suppressed a smile, and after having breakfast with Shen Xiuran, the driver drove him to the airport.

Song Anhao was originally booked in business class. The flight was at [-]:[-] in the morning, but now it is only [-]:[-], and there is still a little time before boarding. She is going to the lounge to rest for a while.

Unexpectedly, Shen Xiuran directly dragged her into the VIP channel, and then...

Then boarded his private jet.

Song Anhao: "..."

The cabin of a private jet is very large, with everything inside, luxurious decoration, and comfortable seats. Both the air and the environment are much better than those of airlines.

Looking at such a big plane, Song An felt a little distressed.

"Uncle, aren't we a little extravagant? Or, let's take an ordinary plane!"

Shen Xiuran pushed her into a chair and sat her down, fastened her seat belt, reached out to find the steward, and served her a glass of her favorite juice.

He himself poured himself a glass of red wine, took a sip, and looked satisfied.

"Too many people, I don't like it!"

"But, you have resigned now, if you continue to spend so much, I'm afraid...I'm afraid..."

Speaking of the latter, Song Anhao blushed, as if it was difficult to speak.

Shen Xiuran looked at her with raised eyebrows: "Huh?"

Song Anhao coughed twice and cleared his throat: "I'm afraid, I can't afford you!"

joke.

The Song Group is so big, her brother only has a private jet.

She is a little Huatian entertainment director, no matter how much money she earns, she can still keep a car and an airplane...

Uh……

It's also too self-sufficient.

Especially with the expenses of a large family.

Shen Xiuran was used to being served by others, so he couldn't lower his standard of living.

Ugh!
Really sad.

It's hard to support a family.

Shen Xiuran was choked by her words, and his throat groaned, and the red wine he had just swallowed almost spewed out.

He looked at Song Anhao speechlessly.

Seeing her frowning, she was happy, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and the smile spread like ripples.

A warm feeling rose from the bottom of my heart, as if filled with honey, sweet.

He bent his index finger and tapped her forehead.

"Don't worry, I will support you!"

Song Anhao rubbed his painful forehead, pouted his lips, and looked at him dissatisfied: "You are not the president of Shen Group anymore, how can you have money to support me?"

"..."

The smile on the corner of Shen Xiuran's mouth deepened.

The eyes are so soft that they seem to be able to drip water.

He clasped the back of Song Anhao's head, and kissed deeply on the red spot on her forehead.

"Believe me!"

Those three short words made Song An feel inexplicably at ease.

For some reason, she just believed him.

Song Anhao nodded vigorously, and quickly kissed his thin lips like a dragonfly touching water: "You are my husband, of course I believe you!"

Shen Xiuran's thumb gently rubbed the place Song Anhao kissed just now.

He stared at her for a moment, his eyes were naked, as if he wanted to swallow her alive.

(End of this chapter)