Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 36 I'm here, don't worry
Le Yan'er, who had been running around all day, was already very tired, but as soon as her heart relaxed, she slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Finding that the person in his arms was asleep, Ye Tingchen silently curled the corners of his mouth, gently picked up Le Yan'er, and put her back on the bed, allowing her to assume a comfortable position.

Thin lips pressed a kiss to her forehead like a feather.

"Good night, baby."

From now on, he will protect her.

A good night's dream.

When Le Yan'er woke up, she was the only one in the room. She opened her eyes bewilderedly, thinking that she was having another dream, and when she regained consciousness, she realized that what happened last night seemed to be real. .

Even the thin quilt on her body seemed to still have that reassuring smell.

I didn't expect to be teased like this by a gay, but fortunately Ye Tingchen doesn't like women, otherwise Le Yan'er really couldn't control himself not to be attracted.

Feeling a little depressed, she took out her phone and sent An Jue a message: [You guys are so good at flirting! 】

Then he got up and changed clothes.

After she changed, An Jue's text message came back: [Of course, our hearts are often more delicate than women's. Sister, haven't you heard a sentence, "Every woman should have a gay honey". 】

Le Yan'er sneered, unreasonable.

[You guys are so good at teasing, what if a girl likes you? 】

[Sister, to be honest, this is my trouble for many years.Chen was also entangled too much by those girls, so his personality became more and more indifferent. 】

Seeing the news, Le Yan'er's hands paused, so they thought it was an annoyance.

An Jue sent another message: [Chen is the most impatient to get along with women, you should pay more attention when you are with him, and don't let him misunderstand what you think about him, otherwise he will definitely avoid it. 】

【okay, I get it. 】

Le Yan'er slowly replied to the message, thinking in her heart, Ye Tingchen's actions really didn't have any special meaning, probably because they gay couldn't grasp the distance between them and girls.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and it was Mrs. Zhang: "Young Madam, breakfast is ready."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Le Yan'er responded, calmed down, and went downstairs to the restaurant.

Ye Tingchen was reading a financial newspaper in English, and seeing her sitting down, he casually asked, "How did you sleep?"

"pretty good."

"I asked Mrs. Chen to prepare an aroma diffuser for you, for sleeping, put one in your room, and bring another to the set."

Hearing his meticulous arrangements, Le Yan'er almost choked on the milk in his mouth again.

"Why did you prepare this for me?"

"You always have nightmares, don't have a good rest, how can you film."

Le Yan'er was not convinced: "I rested pretty well."

Ye Tingchen flipped through the newspaper in his hand: "I don't know who was hugging me and calling me mom yesterday."

"Ahem..." Le Yan'er was choking, her moist eyes widened, and she asked, "Isn't it?"

Ye Tingchen lifted the newspaper slightly, covering the corners of his upturned mouth.

Seeing that Ye Tingchen didn't speak, Le Yan'er doubted the authenticity of his words.

But Ye Tingchen was too imposing, he didn't seem to be joking at all, everyone would subconsciously take his words as orders.

Le Yaner absent-mindedly ate two slices of toast when her cell phone rang suddenly, it was yesterday's producer.

"Hey?"

"Hello? Ms. Le, hello, something went wrong..." The producer's voice sounded very guilty at the moment.

"what happened?"

"Yesterday you left in a hurry and forgot to inform you that there will be a press conference at two o'clock this afternoon in the lobby of the Victoria Hotel."

"What?!" Le Yan'er dropped the toast in her hand.

"And the artist will arrive before one o'clock..."

"What——" Le Yan'er stood up straight away, without even paying attention to Ye Tingchen's eyes, "I haven't even made an appointment with a stylist, and I haven't prepared a dress. It will take at least three hours for me to do makeup and hair. How come."

The producer over there was about to apologize with death: "It's our negligence, I'm really sorry, Miss Le."

Le Yan'er really has a headache, but now it's useless to blame the producer, so he can only comfort Dan him first: "Don't worry, I'll go to the dressing room to do my styling first, try to hurry there."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Tingchen asked, "What happened?"

Le Yan'er briefly said what the producer said just now, with an anxious expression on her face: "I have to go first, I don't know if the road to the dressing room will be blocked, there must be no good-looking dresses for the time being, Ahhh, it's so annoying, the first press conference ended like this..."

"So, you need a full look in three hours?"

"Yeah, oh, it's really annoying."

Ye Tingchen, who was across the table, heard her words and stood up.

"Let's go."

Le Yan'er was taken aback: "Are you going to send me off? No need, your company should be quite busy..."

But Ye Tingchen walked over directly as if he didn't hear her rejection, and when he got to Le Yan'er, he pulled her wrist and walked outside.

"I'm here, don't worry."

His voice was still as cold as usual, with no ups and downs, but Le Yan'er felt that there was a kind of relaxing power in his voice.

The anxiety in my heart disappeared immediately.

Extended Lincoln was waiting in the garden as usual, Le Yaner was in a daze, and by the time he realized it, he was already sitting in the carriage.

The two rows of seats in the car are facing each other. The secretary and Mr. Yan are sitting opposite her, their faces are full of bewilderment.

The secretary hadn't seen Le Yan'er yet, and now she was really scared and stupid, and she almost suspected that she hadn't woken up.

A woman, early in the morning, holding hands with the president, got into the car!

He has been with the president for almost five years and he hasn't seen a woman within one meter of the president!

When the secretary was in a turmoil, Old Yan reacted first: "Young Madam."

President, Mrs. President? !
President married?When did you get married?Why doesn't his first secretary know anything? !Is he going to be fired? !

If it weren't for the years of experience with Ye Tingchen, he would be able to jump up and break the roof of the car now.

Ye Tingchen could see the rich inner drama of the secretary at a glance, and a cold look swept over him. The secretary shivered all over, and immediately sat upright, returning to the appearance of an elite in the industry.

"Hello, Madam President."

"Uh, good morning."

Le Yan'er was a little embarrassed, she knew that she and Ye Tingchen had a fake marriage, so accepting this title always felt a little guilty.

"Huanyu Media, drive." Ye Tingchen ordered the driver in a cold voice.

Universal Media?Isn't this the biggest entertainment company in City A?What are you doing there?
"But the dressing room is not in that direction..."

It's almost nine o'clock now, if I don't hurry up to do styling, I won't be able to catch up with the press conference.

(End of this chapter)