100% pampering wife: See you on Monday, the wealthy husband

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He Yifan raised his stern black eyebrows, and looked back at Shen Qianqing, who had an incomparably charming and enchanting smile.

"Women, get dressed and get up, now!"

The voice of the order must not be resisted at all!

Shen Qianqing couldn't figure out what He Yifan wanted to do again, but under his cold voice, she still put on her clothes gently and got out of bed.

She felt very embarrassed because of being tossed by He Yifan last night, and because her whole body was covered with "little strawberries" planted by him.

Seeing Shen Qianqing slowing down, He Yifan took two or three steps with his slender thighs, and hugged her in his arms.

"He Yifan, you--"

Before the next words could be said, He Yifan had already opened the door of the room, and appeared under various guns and short cannons with her in his arms.

"Swish--"

"Papa--"

Numerous spotlights and cameras swept across the two people who came out.

"Mr. He, is the lady in your arms your fiancée?"

"Mr. He, can you introduce your fiancee to us?"

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Reporters from all walks of life threw countless questions at He Yifan, but he didn't change his face, his eyes were full of calmness, and he just walked towards the lobby on the first floor calmly.

At this time, He Yifan's security guards and assistants came one after another, forming a protective wall around He Yifan.

"Immediately hold an emergency press conference in the lobby! Also, get a lady's coat."

He Yifan gave urgent instructions to his assistant.

At this moment, Shen Qianqing, who was still in He Yifan's arms, had to bury her head like an ostrich.

At this moment, she really wanted to slap He Yifan twice, and agreed not to let the third person know?

Now, the whole world knows!

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The hall on the first floor will not be arranged as a simple press conference site.

He Yifan put Shen Qianqing down and covered her with the coat brought by his assistant, and finally covered up those marks.

"Huh? Isn't this the trainee reporter of Entertainment Weekly——Shen Qianqing?"

A reporter with sharp eyes immediately recognized Shen Qianqing, and the whole venue exploded immediately.

Long spears and short cannons, sharp words and sharp words, rushed towards Shen Qianqing one after another.

Shen Qianqing usually asked others, but today she was chased by a large group of colleagues, and she was speechless.

She had no choice but to cast aside He Yifan who had Jianshui's eyes, it was all his fault.

"Miss Shen, when did you start dating Mr. He?"

"Miss Shen, with Mr. He, do you plan to become a wealthy wife or continue to stick to your career--"

"Mr. He, are you married with a son?"

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The reporters from all walks of life are not fuel-efficient lights, and they have no intention of letting Shen Qianqing go.

The barrage of questions made Shen Qianqing almost dizzy,

But He Yifan was still calm, watching Shen Qianqing being questioned by reporters as if watching a good show.

Gradually the reporters lost their patience, the questions they asked became sharper, and all kinds of slanderous words came out.

"Miss Shen, is your purpose of becoming a reporter just to get close to Mr. He—"

"--"

"Ahem--"

He Yifan's thick voice cleared his throat to cover the noise, and the scene fell silent.

"Now, it is up to me to answer questions from all reporters."

After He Yifan finished speaking, a charming smile bloomed on the corner of his lips.

He took out a small square box from his trousers pocket, and the reporters present looked at He Yifan intently.

They knew that they had really dug up the latest news about Jin Bao.

As everyone expected, He Yifan took out a Cartier diamond ring with a full three carats from the square box and put it on Shen Qianqing's ring finger.