Doting wife's husband is too domineering

Chapter 38 The best news!

The corners of An Ran's brows twitched fiercely, is Fat Dun openly provoking her?
"Back off." Yan Ziye didn't look at Qiao Ziyu, his expression was tense, but his gaze was fixed on An Ran, with a hint of anxiety in his frantic eyes, "Master, I just need you to believe me."

Qiao Ziyu's complexion turned pale slightly, and the moment before she stepped back, her eyes were fixed on An Ran's body, and An Ran only felt funny for a while with those sinister eyes.

Fu Junhuang pulled An Ran behind him, and his childish behavior made An Ran who was stuck on his back laugh out loud, her handsome old man is always so cute.

"Enough is enough." The cold voice was full of absolute strength.

Yan Ziye's anxious expression disappeared in an instant, and his expressionless eyes fell on Fu Junhuang, "It's not yours, and I will leave you eventually."

Fu Junhuang's eyes flickered, and the intimidating aura made the people standing around feel like they moved back a few steps. The two kings faced each other. It was really not something ordinary people like them could bear.

"The same thing, I'll give it to you."

In the banquet hall, apart from soft music, there was no other sound.

There was a tense breath floating in the air.

Fu Junhuang and Yan Ziye stared at each other, the tense atmosphere between the two made everyone's nerves tense, for fear that if they didn't pay attention, the tension between the two would be overwhelmed. The tense atmosphere exploded.

Da da da……

The crisp sound of high heels hitting the floor.

Everyone turned their attention to the place where the footsteps came from, and saw that Sun Xiaolin was wearing a long black dress, with soft long hair and a shawl, following behind Su Moru shyly and timidly, even walking cautiously.

However, when everyone saw Sun Xiaolin's face with light makeup, they were all amazed. They did not expect Zhou Xingguo's daughter to be so beautiful.

However, Su Moru's expression didn't look very good, her complexion was slightly pale, and there was even a hint of fear in her expression.

That's right, Su Moru is Zhou Xinguo's married woman after all. Although Zhou Xinguo is now the nominal chairman of Shengda, most people know that the heir of Shengda can only be named Sun. Now that Sun Xiaolin is back, then this Su Moru It really is nothing.

Seeing Sun Xiaolin's appearance, Zhou Xinguo seemed to have seen some life-saving straw, and hurriedly dragged Sun Xiaolin to An Ran and the others. While wiping the sweat from his forehead, he said to Yan Ziye: "Master Yan, this is My little girl is 19 years old this year. Lai Linlin, please call Master Yan."

Sun Xiaolin lowered her head, her voice filled with timidity, "Hi, Master Yan." But in her lowered eyes, there was disgust.

At some point, Yan Ziye had already put on the gloves, and there was no trace of emotion on his stern expression.

"Dr. Zhou, I have delivered the presents too. If there is nothing else to do, I will leave first." An Ran stood up from behind Fu Junhuang, put one hand on his arm, and looked at Zhou Xinguo with a smile.

"Eh..." Zhou Xinguo didn't know how to answer the question for a while.

Qin Yuzhe quickly jumped to the side, so as not to suffer in time.

Without waiting for Zhou Xinguo's reaction, Fu Junhuang took An Ran's hand directly, and walked towards the outside of the banquet hall in great strides under the eyes of everyone.

An Ran was amused in her heart, just when she was about to hold Fu Junhuang back, Zhou Xinguo's words made her stop abruptly.

"Miss Qiao, I wonder if you still remember me? Six years ago, I had the honor to work with you, Miss Qiao."

Fu Junhuang was puzzled, and his deep eyes fell on her, "What's wrong?"

Looking up at Fu Junhuang, her sinister eyes gradually turned clear, she smiled at him, "It's okay, let's go home."

"Well, go home."

Fu Junhuang likes the word "home", home, the home she shares with him.

It was already late at night, and although it was late summer, the temperature difference between morning and evening was large, and the outside temperature was still relatively low.

Fu Junhuang took off his coat, wrapped An Ran tightly in his suit, his facial features were extremely serious, and he frowned, "Don't wear so little in the future."

There was a sweet smile on An Ran's lips, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Don't go with others."

"it is good."

"Be obedient in the future." Fu Junhuang thought for a while, and added this one more.

An Ran raised her eyebrows in surprise, and asked with a smile: "Old handsome guy, was I disobedient before?"

Fu Junhuang frowned slightly, with a troubled expression on his face. After thinking about it, his voice dropped instantly, "Be obedient." After staring at An Ran slightly for a moment, he continued, "Continue to be obedient in the future."

He hates the white man.

Very annoying.

An Ran smiled happily, she grabbed Fu Junhuang's tie, he bent over, she tiptoed, and a light kiss fell on his lips, "Handsome old man, you are so cute."

Fu Junhuang's eyes warmed up little by little, and he held her cool hand in his.

The car had already driven over, and after An Ran got in the car, Fu Junhuang just closed the door, went around to the driver's seat, opened the door, and got in the car.

It wasn't until after the car drove out that a figure stood out from behind the big pillar in front of Fumanlou. He was dressed in white and looked very bright under the moonlight.

"Sect Master, I have already..." Qiao Ziyu stood behind Yan Ziye, hesitating to speak.

"Shut up. If you say that word again, you'll disappear forever."

How could his Master Qin die?
How can you die? !
The [-]th anniversary of Silver Wing is approaching, and the burden of all arrangements and planning falls on the student union.

The eleventh anniversary of the founding of the Silver Wing school was originally supposed to be held last year, but due to various reasons, the school celebration was postponed until it was scheduled for mid-October this year, and there is still less than a month left.

Seventy percent of the students of Silver Wing Academy are from rich families, so they are not worried about project funds.

The student union stipulates that each class must produce at least one program, which is strictly stipulated.

And the show in Class [-], Senior [-], somehow fell on An Ran's head.

An Ran had just stepped into the classroom, and Ma Jingru, who was wearing a ponytail, took the regulations of the student union and threw them directly on An Ran's desk. Time to embarrass our class."

An Ran was a little baffled. When she looked at the content written on the blue paper, her indifferent eyes fell on Ma Jingru's face, and she asked with a half-smile, "Let me make this show?"

"Letting you out is because I think highly of you." Ma Jingru snorted coldly, if it wasn't because someone from above insisted on her appearing on the show, how could Class [-] let her show off?

(End of this chapter)