Doting wife's husband is too domineering

Chapter 222 She's Getting Engaged (4)
"Who?" Everyone's eyes were all focused on Zhao Si, even the red-haired man who was being supported couldn't help but focus on Zhao Si.

Zhao Si covered his face, thinking for a while that what he just said was really not rigorous enough, "Our immediate boss, the one at the top."

The one on top?
that is not--

That's not in the legend——

Monarch!
"You mean that man is our monarch? The legendary monarch?" One of the younger brothers was excited. "I feel that the man's temperament is very different. I can tell that he is a superior. He..."

boom--

Another slap in the face!

"Who told you that she was a man?" Zhao Si snorted coldly, and then his eyes fell on the red-haired man whose complexion had already turned pale, with a sullen expression, "You are really promising, you provoked me just a few days after you came here Fell into the legendary man, you are amazing."

Everyone was stunned.

Is it...

That girl, that indifferent woman is the monarch?
The red-haired man's face had completely changed from pale to pale.

And the group of younger brothers who followed the red-haired man also had ugly expressions, as if the general situation was over and they were going to die.

Oh my god, they actually provoked the monarch, they even attacked the monarch, they...

What have they done!

"I'm telling you, it's best to let me go, or I'll make you look good!" At this moment, the middle-aged woman who was pinned down by the younger brother was yelling loudly.

Zhao Si's eyes fell on the clamoring middle-aged woman, and he smiled ferociously, "Do you have a lot of money? Then you can use your money to buy yourself a better cemetery."

This woman, they will not let her go easily.

If it weren't for her, they wouldn't have offended the monarch, nor would they have offended the monarch.

"Anran, Anran, how on earth did you know their boss? You seem to know a lot of people." Han Chi looked at Anran with a miraculous expression, full of admiration.

An Ran smiled, "It's just that I have more friends."

Han Chi looked envious, "Why don't I have such a powerful friend?" Just declaring his name can scare people into such a powerful appearance.

When An Ran and Fu Junhuang returned to Uncle Wang's studio, Uncle Wang had already given them the wrapped dresses, "The clothes are all here, try them all quickly and see what's wrong, I'll give them to you again, old man." You change it."

An Ran and Fu Junhuang met each other and smiled, An Ran hugged her dress and went to the inner room to change.

An Ran's dress was a light blue tube top evening dress, An Ran gave Zigao, on her birthday night, she must wear high heels, Uncle Wang even matched the shoes for An Ran.

Fu Junhuang's suit matched An Ran's evening dress, the only difference was that his suit was dark blue, which fit him perfectly.

"Well, brat, you are indeed a born clothes hanger. Old man, my clothes feel different when you wear them." Uncle Wang patted Fu Junhuang on the shoulder, laughing loudly.

When An Ran opened the door and walked out, Fu Junhuang froze in place, his dark eyes filled with a strange fire.

A tube top long dress, the style is very simple, without complicated design, but I just feel that after An Ran puts on this dress, the aura of the whole person is completely different, and it seems to be more noble.

When An Ran saw Fu Junhuang, a trace of amazement flashed across her eyes.

"Uncle Wang's craftsmanship is different." An Ran sighed sincerely.

Fu Junhuang didn't lock anything, just stood there, even though his face was paralyzed and his eyes were sharp, but he couldn't help exuding a sense of nobility, and he looked like a nobleman.

Seeing the two standing together, Uncle Wang smiled with satisfaction, and after walking around the two of them several times, Uncle Wang nodded and said: "There is nothing to change, take it back, I don't know where At your coming-of-age ceremony, girl, is there a place for me, the old man?"

An Ran smiled, "Anyone can have it, but you can't have it, Uncle Wang."

"You're the one with a sweet mouth, you know what I like to hear, old man." Uncle Wang looked at An Ran with a smile, and then his eyes fell on Fu Junhuang, "It's not like someone who knows how to dress and doesn't know what to say. "

Fu Junhuang was slightly startled, and then his eyes fell on Uncle Wang.

"Thank you." There was a slight warmth in the dark eyes.

The little old man turned his head aside arrogantly, "Rare."

But there was still a little pride in my heart.

On the way back, Fu Junhuang held An Ran's hand, and in the other hand was carrying their clothes.

"Honey, do you know those people today?"

"My people." An Ran said bluntly.

With the ability of the source of Fu Junhuang's information, An Ran believes that he already knows most of her influence, but it is impossible for him to find out the most secret Wu's amnesty.

There is nothing wrong with telling him the part.

Fu Junhuang nodded, making it clear in this way.

"Let the people below you pay attention in the future." Fu Junhuang remembered those people today, and his brows did not feel frowned. "If there is a shortage of people under my command, I will give you from me..."

"No need, I don't need people. If I don't have enough people, I will ask you to borrow them." An Ran laughed.

"When you're tired, just say, there's me."

"I know, I know, I will tell when I am tired." An Ran smiled.

After getting in the car, Fu Junhuang fastened the seat belt for Anran, but when he was leaving, he lightly pecked Anran's lips, and then started the car with a smile on his lips, and started under Anran's slightly dazed gaze. .

Inside a villa decorated in Central Europe.

Rice appeared in front of the study door with an invitation card, looked at the invitation card in his hand, and finally reached out and knocked on the door.

"Owner."

"Come in."

Reiss pushed the door open and entered respectfully, but his hand on the invitation was slightly tightened.

"Why? My dear Rice is not a person who can hide his words." The masked man looked away from his work and landed on Rice who was hesitant to speak.

Rice took a deep breath, and finally put the invitation in his hand on the masked man's desk, "Master, this is the invitation."

"Oh? Whose family?" The masked man asked casually without touching the invitation.

"It was sent by Xu Jingning's people to attend Fu Anran's coming-of-age ceremony."

His slender fingers stroked the invitation card lightly, "Then what? It seems that it's not just a coming-of-age ceremony that can make my Rice react like this?"

(End of this chapter)