Genuine Wife and Slave: 108 Types of Love and Killing

"Tsk tsk, so you know, well, you are smarter than I imagined." Wang Fan nodded, the appreciation in his eyes deepened, and he passed the flower in his hand, "I gave it to you, although it is my reason, But congratulations on your promotion."

An Ning glanced at the rose in his hand, but did not pick it up. She looked into Wang Fan's eyes, "Do you know who I had the celebration dinner with just now? Your good friend, speak coldly."

Wang Fan looked at her with the same smile on his face.

Sure enough, none of these sons is good!An Ning bent her lips and smiled, deciding to make a quick decision, "Prince Wang, do you like me?"

Surprise flashed across Wang Fan's face, but he secretly cursed in his heart: Am I acting so obvious?

An Ning didn't seem to care about her answer, she just shook her head, "Unfortunately, I don't like you. To put it bluntly, you can't meet my liking standard."

The curvature of Wang Fan's lips stiffened slightly, and then he smiled more wickedly: "Oh? Then I wonder what Miss An likes?"

"Didn't you already guess it? It's like Leng Jinyan. When you are as capable, responsible, and accomplished as him, come talk about liking me. Maybe at that time, I will consider giving you a Chance."

"What you said is true?" Wang Fan asked.

An Ning looked at him with steady eyebrows and a quiet face, "Of course, do you need my recording as evidence?"

Wang Fan's eyes lit up, "You can have this."

Wang Fan threw the rose aside, took out his mobile phone, opened the recording software, and handed it to An Ning.

An Ning rolled her eyes, took his hand, repeated what she said just now verbatim, then turned and left.

Wang Fan looked at her back, laughed and left.

interesting woman!
As interesting as Song Qingcheng, no, more interesting than her!
This time, An Ning was completely entangled by Wang Fan, which made her crazy, and she was still depressed. Why did Qingcheng's grandfather choose a fiancé for Qingcheng, and she also got involved with one? What the hell is going on in this world?
In fact, Song Qingcheng's situation is not much better than that of An Ning.

Ever since the day when the Sichuan restaurant found out about Leng Jinyan and Su Xiaoran's adultery, that Leng Jinyan seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. It was fine to call and harass her if he had nothing to do, and he still showed his presence in front of grandpa.

It's good now, even if Song Qingcheng wanted to find a chance to talk to his grandfather, he couldn't do it. The old man almost didn't directly regard Leng Jinyan as his grandson-in-law.

The most terrible thing is that every time she confronts Leng Jinyan, she will be accused by her grandfather, making Song Qingcheng very angry, and bluntly saying that she is not her own granddaughter.

Damn Leng Jinyan, when will you have had enough fun? This lady has no time to spend with you.

Now Song Qingcheng, as long as he thinks of Leng Jinyan, his teeth itch with hatred, and he can't wait to "click" him directly.

until……

An Ning threw a stack of documents in front of Song Qingcheng.

"What is this?" Song Qingcheng picked up the information curiously, and after spending nearly half an hour reading it, he raised his eyes to An Ning, "Tsk tsk tsk, so that sister Lin is his lover, so did I say something wrong last time?" Did you say something? Seeing her heartbroken and wanting to jump off the building every minute, I have to reflect on it, lest the next time I meet, if I say something wrong, she will really jump off the building, and I can't afford it."

An Ning gave her a blank look.

Song Qingcheng curled her lips, "Okay, let me tell you how she was so familiar last time I saw her. She looks like Xu Wei, an international star."

An Ning rolled her eyes again, "Is this the point? Don't you think it's strange that the sudden change in words and deeds is so cold?"

"Strange?" Song Qingcheng nodded honestly.

"Then you didn't notice anything?" An Ning hated iron for nothing.

Song Qingcheng grabbed her hand and smiled shamelessly, "Isn't there still you here?"

You see, if you complain to her every day, doesn't she immediately think of a solution for her?

An Ning rolled her eyes, and withdrew her hand in disgust, "Song Qingcheng, I'm not your mother!"

"My dad needs to know that I have such a young and beautiful mother, why wouldn't I be so happy to jump out of the grave?" Song Qingcheng whispered.

An Ning rubbed the forehead with twitching veins, and said seriously: "I now suspect that Leng Jinyan's sudden change of attitude is due to checking your information. In other words, he already knows that you, Song Qingcheng, like Rong Kui."

"and then?"

"Then think for yourself." An Ning was not angry.