The chief forced marriage to seize love

Chapter 130 His Maintenance
"Okay." She replied crisply, with a little pride on her face.

But this little pride couldn't last long. When she pushed the shopping cart and walked through the various item areas with difficulty, she was so tired that she just sat on the ground to rest.

And that tall and straight man is walking leisurely through every food area with a noble attitude, picking out the things he likes with great interest, and throwing things into the food without any mistakes from a long distance. In the cart.

The perfect arc, the action is handsome like shooting a basketball.

After walking around, there are already many women around him, most of them are young, and they all look at him with red eyes and are reluctant to leave.

He definitely did it on purpose. She dared to use his head as a guarantee. If he was wrong, he would cut off his own head, but if she was right, she would cut off his head for him!

The shopping cart was soon full, Yan Nian finally couldn't restrain himself, glared at Lin Munian angrily, and was so tired that he leaned on the cart to rest.

Lin Munian saw the latent anger in her black and white eyes, smiled silently, walked over, grabbed her with his long arm, and dragged her into his arms steadily, his movements were calm and elegant.

Others couldn't help screaming.

Everyone wants to have a good-looking male ticket, not to mention this man's status is not ordinary.

Many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures secretly, and many people recognized them, and some people began to whisper and comment on them.

"I recognize this woman. The mistress in the news the day before yesterday is her."

"Ah! Then this man is the legendary President Star? OMG, it's really a blessing for me to meet him in this kind of place."

"Stupid, the key problem is not this, but this woman's blatant cheating, and the male god can still spoil her like this. Is it love or stupid? As a woman, I can't accept it, let alone he is a big man, why is he so tempered? None, such a woman should be taught a good lesson."

"Even if she cheated on her, she still won't leave her. She is absolutely true love. It's okay. The male god doesn't want to touch her, so let's avenge the male god!"

Their voices were not loud, but they could still be heard clearly when they were only a few steps away.

Lin Munian tightened the hand around her waist, and he lifted his chin triumphantly.

Yan Nian secretly raised his elbow, slammed into his stomach hard, punished him a little, then ran away in fear, leaving the man with a dark face behind.

A small revenge is successful, and even the mood is refreshed.

It really is very satisfying to have revenge or something.

She seemed to have forgotten the conversation between the two women, or she didn't take their conversation to heart at all.

When a large group of reporters surrounded her again, she and Lin Munian were paying their bills and coming out of the supermarket to put a large amount of loot into the car, and then a large number of flashing lights instantly lit up their surroundings.

"Miss Yan, we caught you straight again. You should be speechless this time. You're just stepping on two boats, aren't you?"

The sharp words attacked her, Yan Nian frowned impatiently, and subconsciously looked at the man beside him, yesterday was enough to make him angry, if she provokes her face to face like this, will she suffer again at night?
She turned the reporter's microphone and became angry, "The surname Zhao asked you to follow me? How much money did she give you to make you sell your conscience and slander others here with open eyes and nonsense? What about your professional ethics? Don't you feel ashamed, don't you panic?"

She sneered and took Lin Munian's arm, "Didn't you want to take pictures to create public opinion? Then take good pictures and remember to show the photos to Zhao at the first time."

Being bluffed by her, the reporter was stunned, looked at each other for a while, and really scrambled to take pictures.

Lin Munian condensed the troublesome reporters with a sullen face, and said indifferently, "Which newspaper? Go back and tell your boss, I'll treat him to tea."

(End of this chapter)