City: I became a rich second-generation villain

In a daze, Yang Jingwan completely assumed the identity of Wang Haoran's wife, and responded to everyone's blessings one by one with a smile.

After the meal, the students dispersed.

Yang Jingwan and Wang Haoran came to the open-air parking lot.

She held Wang Haoran with open arms, closed her eyes tightly, with a happy smile on her face.

In my mind, recalling everything that happened today, it feels like a dream.

After a while, she opened her eyes.

Yang Jingwan let go of Wang Haoran's arms, and looked at him softly:

"Thank you for giving me such a dreamy day, but now that the dream is over, it's time to wake up."

"Actually, as long as you want, this dream can go on forever." Wang Haoran looked at her intently.

"You...don't you despise me?" Yang Jingwan was taken aback.

"Do you think I have ever disliked you since the first time I saw you?" Wang Haoran asked back.

He is well aware of the routine of the son-in-law, and he knows that although Yang Jingwan is married, she is very innocent.

heard.

Yang Jingwan's heart surged, and she subconsciously recalled it.

Since the first time they met, Wang Haoran did not show any distaste. Instead, he helped him everywhere and cared for him.

What can this mean, this is true love...

However, Yang Jingwan still had doubts and didn't know how to respond for a while.

Wang Haoran didn't force her, but said: "It's getting late, I'll take you back first."

Although Yang Jingwan's favorability level has reached 75, in the name of the heroine having a moral point, the situation is quite special, not like Tang Bingyun or Qin Yunhan.

If you take it rashly now, with Yang Jingwan's conservative temperament, she will definitely resist.

Just a 75 favorability degree is not enough to make her desperate and abandon nominal morality.

Wang Haoran will not consider the matter of harvesting until the degree of favorability is 90.

"Get in the car."

Wang Haoran was a gentleman, he opened the car door, and put his hand on Yang Jingwan's head to get into the car, so as not to let her knock her head.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, McLaren came to the vicinity of Yang Jingwan's apartment building.

Wang Haoran opened the car door, let Yang Jingwan get out of the car, and watched her leave.

Yang Jingwan walked towards the apartment building, but she turned her head every three steps. When she reached thirty steps, she suddenly trotted back and came to Wang Haoran.

She stretched out her arms and hooked Wang Haoran's neck, tiptoed slightly, closed her eyes and looked forward.

After ten breaths, Yang Jingwan let go of her hand.

She suppressed her beating heart, "I will not let you down."

After saying that, she covered her hot face and hurried away as if fleeing.

Wang Haoran touched the lipstick on his lips and laughed dumbly.

I don't know what kind of expression Laipi God of War will have on his face when he finds out?

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Yang Jingwan returned to the lobby of the apartment lightly.

The hall was dark.

She immediately turned on the light, but she yelled "Ah" in fright.

Because Su Lang is sitting on the sofa.

"What are you doing, sitting on the sofa without turning on the light, you're like a ghost, it's scary!" Yang Jingwan patted her heart and complained.

"I made so many calls, why didn't you answer?" Su Lang asked with a frown.

"My phone is off, how can I pick it up?"

"Then you come back so late, at least call to talk about it?"

"I called and told my mother that I had something to do at night, so it's all right. Didn't my mother tell me?"

Su Lang shook his head, then looked at Yang Jingwan's attire:

"Why are you dressed like this and what are you doing?"

"The company is holding a party." Yang Jingwan lied, but Su Lang continued to ask, so she retorted:

"What do you mean, you still question me, what am I going to do, do I still have to report to you?"

"I'm so tired from working every day, but what about you? It's just cooking, and you'll ask questions as soon as I come back. Do you still want to live your life?"

"I..." Su Lang suddenly felt apologetic.

"What about me? Since you don't believe me, then...let's get a divorce." Yang Jingwan took advantage of the situation and said.

"Honey, I was wrong. I shouldn't have doubted you." Su Lang's face suddenly collapsed, and he said hastily.

"Su Lang, we've been together for more than a year, and you should be able to tell that I don't like you at all, why force it? Let's get a divorce, it's better for you and me." Yang Jingwan sighed.

"Honey, I can't live without you, I don't want a divorce!" Su Lang said firmly.

"It's late at night, what are you shouting about?" Li Manli came out of the bedroom with sleepy eyes.

"Mom, Jing Wan said that she wants to divorce me, you can persuade her quickly!" Su Lang said hastily.

"Divorce? It's a good thing, it's time to divorce!" Li Manli lost all sleepiness and almost raised her hands and feet in agreement.

"Mom, have you forgotten how I got married to Jing Wan? If I leave Jing Wan, aren't you afraid that bad luck will find you again?" Su Lang reminded.

"Bah, bah, we're doing very well now, Lao Yang's project is settled, and Jing Wan has made a lot of money selling the house, shut your crow's mouth quickly." Li Manli yelled.

"Without me, all these would be lost." Su Lang sneered.

"You can pull it down, our family has changed luck now, even without you, it will always be fine." Li Manli shot back.