"Stocking?"

Zhao Yiyan had a lot of doubts in her heart about her husband's answer!

Li Tingchen hugged the little woman's waist and smiled dotingly: "Yes, free-range, rest assured." ”

“……”

The president is too witty, and a certain Zhao is speechless.

"Alright, I'm going to work." Zhao Yiyan struggled to jump off the president's legs, but was gently pressed into his arms by the president, and said ambiguously: "Wife, the time and place are right, don't do something human?" ”

Burst!

After being tired of it for a while, Zhao Yiyan jumped off Li Tingchen's lap, "I'm going to sort out the meeting materials!" As he spoke, he picked up the computer and went back to his place.

The corners of Li Tingchen's mouth curved, and he watched his little wife return to the work area next to him.

Zhao Yiyan sat down for a while, and the chat avatar lit up, it was a message from Song Yu.

Spitfire Barbie: "Yiyan, does your husband know Tian Jianxin, the fur king in City A?" ”

smiled slightly: "Tian Jianxin? Isn't that the nouveau riche who has been very bullish lately? What's wrong? What are you looking for him for? ”

Spitfire Barbie: "Xia Ning asked me to do an interview column for Tian Jianxin, damn, how did I hear that this person has a bad reputation, I just made an appointment, this guy asked me to be interviewed in his villa, you say, I went to the villa to interview him myself, isn't it very inappropriate?" ”

smiled slightly: "Absolutely not, our company has had a negotiation with him, this person is cunning and ruthless, and he is a well-known pervert, you go to find death, you tell your editor-in-chief, change someone, change a man." ”

Song Yu dragged her head and fell into depression, when she had a meeting in the morning, she shouldn't be so impulsive, Xia Ning deliberately set a trap for her, she actually jumped in by herself, everyone knows that Tian Jianxin is not a good thing, but Song Yu's temper is just a little bit, and he took the initiative to take on the task of interviewing.

Spitfire Barbie: "It's too late, I have to hand in the interview in three days, I can't go now, no one in the magazine wants to go, this is my own next, Xia Ning, the vixen, said that as long as I get the interview script, I will be promoted." ”

smiled slightly: "I'll rub, you're stupid, you also believe this woman's words!" ”

Spitfire Barbie: "Don't spray me, you ask your president and husband if there is any way to ask someone out, at least don't arrange it in his private villa, otherwise no one will know even if I die." ”

Zhao Yiyan glanced at Li Tingchen and bit his little mouth, okay, she can't help her best friend in trouble, and it seems that she can only hook up with her president husband again.

smiled slightly: "Okay, let me ask him, by the way, did you watch the news?" Have you seen Lele and Han Zhixun's affairs? ”

Spitfire Barbie: "I saw it, rub, when did they hook up together, our magazine exploded in the morning, I'll go, Lele's speed, I'm drunk." ”

sent a sweaty expression, "I'm crying, haha, I won't talk to you, I'll ask you about the situation in a while, don't worry about it first." ”

Turning off the chat screen, Zhao Yiyan picked up his mobile phone to find Li Tingchen's phone number, and typed a line of words, "Husband, I have something to ask." ”

After sending the text message, he glanced at the president, and after the bell rang, the president picked up the phone and looked at it, frowned, looked at the little woman, and clicked on the text message.

The corners of his mouth raised, and he replied, "Come here." ”

Inside the hospital.

Han Zhixun pinched the bridge of his nose and looked at Ding Wei, who had walked around the ward for a full five hundred laps, "Don't go, I'm dizzy." ”

"My eldest young master, how are you ...... You...... Why can't you think about it like this? How do you let me explain this to the media, I have always claimed that you are single, and now I ......" Ding Wei looked at Yang Lele on the hospital bed, who had a sharp look in his eyes, and his heart was about to be shattered, what kind of taste is this young master, it doesn't matter if you find a superwoman, it's just a female monster.

"Don't talk nonsense, do as I say, the media will answer the questions and answer no other information."

Yang Lele's infusion ended, the fever had subsided, and he was almost suffocated to death when he lay on the bed for most of the day, and he lifted the quilt and directly ignored the two tangled people, "The old lady is going to be discharged from the hospital, you can be entangled here for as long as you like, and the old lady will be moldy if she stays any longer." ”

Ding Wei walked up to Yang Lele with shaking hands and almost knelt down, "My aunt, you must not talk like this when you see media reporters, hey, I'm going to die, my eldest young master is the image of a peerless beautiful man outside, you ...... Don't ruin the image of my eldest young master with a mouth. ”

I rub! That's a lot!

"The old lady is like this, she doesn't like to pull it down." Yang Lele was wearing a hospital gown, and the loose blue plaid clothes were dangling on his body, "I said, Mr. Ding, don't you prepare two clothes for me to go out?" ”

Ding Wei covered his forehead depressedly, "Auntie, don't worry, I've already called the makeup artist and stylist to come to the hospital immediately, even if you want to go out, you have to clean yourself up, right?" "If you go out like this, my eldest young master's face will be lost by you!

Yang Lele sat on the sofa indifferently, the VIP ward was very well equipped, and if she had enough time, she really wanted to soak comfortably in the bathroom for half an hour.

Han Zhixun half-leaned on the sofa, and his fingers hooked at Ding Wei, "What about masks and sunglasses?" ”

Ding Wei almost cried when he looked up and saw Han Zhixun's miserable face, "My eldest young master, you ...... You're ...... I asked the doctor to come and clean you up, how is this face ...... Oh my God, my God. ”

Yang Lele pouted, "What's wrong with a big man with some color on his face?" I think it's good, it's very manly. "It's better than it looks like it's a little shou, right? Not to mention that the outside world is talking about his orientation, can he not make people doubt that he looks so bewitching?

Han Zhixun nodded Yang Lele's head with his big hand: "Miss Yang, I am your man now, bear with you for three points, but don't really treat me as your man." ”

"Don't worry! My orientation, no problem! ”

Well? Ding Wei was confused, Miss Yang's words were a bit informative.

After a while, the stylist came up and completely renovated Yang Lele and Han Zhixun up and down, and half an hour later, Yang Lele walked out of the suite with a new look, wearing an egg-pink dress, organza skirt, with a pair of pure white translucent high heels, combing the smooth long hair and falling naturally on the shoulders, Han's feminine makeup made her face line soft and fresh.

Ding Wei blocked his mouth with a loud voice, "God...... This ...... "Is this really Yang Lele?"

Han Zhixun hooked the corners of his bereaved lips and looked at the little woman, Yang Lele in front of him gave him a subversive understanding, because he was not suitable for this kind of shape, Yang Lele still had a little twisted smile on his face, and saw the two of them staring at him like this.

"Damn, what's wrong? Isn't the old lady looking like this? ”

Bang!

The brand new image that had just been established in the hearts of the two men collapsed, and Han Zhixun pointed at the sun and said, "Miss Yang, let's discuss one thing, don't talk when you go out for a while, I'll deal with all the problems, okay?" ”

Ding Wei silently stretched out his hands and made a gesture of please.

Yang Lele grabbed the skirt that was in the way, "Okay, Miss Ben is too lazy to deal with these people, you can arrange it casually, just let Miss Ben leave this ghost hospital quickly and find someone to stay and have a good meal." ”

Han Zhixun put on a mask and sunglasses, and his handsome face was completely covered, not to mention a reporter, Yang Lele couldn't recognize him, and his little hand pulled his cap, "I said Uncle Han, cover it so much on such a hot day, aren't you afraid of prickly heat?" ”

Ding Wei clenched his fists fiercely, "Miss Yang, don't talk from now on, please!" ”

Yang Lele shook his head, "Okay, if you don't say it, you won't say it." ”

Ding Wei handed her a mask, "Wear this, if you don't want to be photographed, you can wear it." ”

Yang Lele looked at the big exaggerated mask, "That, let me say the last sentence, I just spent so long putting on makeup, who else will I show when I put on the mask?" Why bother? I shouldn't have put on makeup just now. ”

Han Zhixun said: "It's okay not to wear it, and be prepared to cover all the magazine covers with your face." ”

"Huh? Then I'll put it on. ”

The moment he got down from the hospital elevator, there was a bang, Yang Lele didn't see how many people were in front of him, he only felt that his eyes were sore from the flashing magnesium lamp, and he subconsciously reached out to block his eyes, and scolded silently in his heart, I wipe, play really!

Han Zhixun reached out in the crowd and found Yang Lele's other hand, grabbed her slender fingers, and held it tightly in his hand.

Yang Lele's eyes widened suddenly, and she only felt that her whole body was crawling with a sour feeling like she had been electrocuted, and the unfamiliar feeling made her tremble slightly, and all the nerves burned suddenly because of the touch of her fingertips, and her face, subconsciously, turned red.

Turned his face sideways and looked at Han Zhixun wearing sunglasses, he couldn't see his eyes, he couldn't see his expression, his tall figure was just so tightly attached to him, holding her hand and squeezing between crazy reporters and fans accompanied by security guards.

"Mr. Han Zhixun, how much time have you been dating this lady, we learned that she is the investor of this movie, do you get married because of cooperation?"

"Miss Yang, what is your original intention for being with Mr. Han? Mr. Han is recognized as a national treasure, is it very stressful for you to be with him? ”

"Mr. Han, Miss Yang......"

I'll fuck your uncle! A handsome guy who is a national treasure? Stressed?

The old lady was dragged over by him!

Yang Lele followed Han Zhixun tightly without saying a word, and his hand was always gently held by him with the same strength, and he never relaxed at all.

"Let's let go, let go, Miss Yang has just been discharged from the hospital and is not in good health. If you have any questions, we will answer them all another day. ”

Ding Wei pushed away the crowd and asked the security guard to make way for the two, and finally squeezed out the crowd with great difficulty, the driver opened the car door, Han Zhixun escorted Yang Lele into the car, and got into the car by himself.

Slam the door shut, and the world is finally quiet!

Yang Lele looked at the reporter outside the window who was still knocking on the glass in shock, and smiled, "Uncle Han, the halo of the star, congratulations to you!" ”

Han Zhixun took off his mask and sunglasses, "Miss Yang, congratulations on taking advantage of me with me." ”