Zhan Hanjue was slightly startled, but there was some truth in what she said.

After shushing him, Yan Zhengling tied him to the bed post again. He sat while she stood, looking down at him.

"Are we really husband and wife?" Zhan Hanjue asked suspiciously.

Yan Zhengling nodded.

It was obviously difficult for Zhan Hanjue to accept this fact and said, "Then why didn't you call me when I saw you?"

Yan Zhengling's face turned dark, "Because your eyes were covered in bird poop."

Lord Zhan Han: "..."

Zhan Hanjue looked at Yan Zhengling steadily, and he was actually very puzzled. Women like Qiulian and Yan Xiaoru were as thin-skinned as naughty. If he said something harsh, they would be ashamed.

Zhan Hanjue became more playful and prepared to challenge Yan Zhengling's bottom line. "You said we are a couple. Do you have any evidence?"

Yan Zhengling started to unbutton...

Lord Zhan Han was stunned: "What are you going to do?"

But Yan Zhengling was as thick-skinned as an impregnable city wall. No matter how he ridiculed her, she could calmly fight back against him.

Moreover, although he didn't like her violent and hormonal face, he didn't feel disgusted when she kissed him.

Are they really a couple?

Yan Zhengling clenched her fists, "Have you cheated?"

When Zhan Hanjue saw Yan Zhengling being irritated, he smiled proudly.

"I want to know more about what my previous relationship was with her?" he said with a look of shame.

"Just try it and you'll know if it's true or not."

Zhan Hanjue swallowed his saliva, "Can you stop being so obscene? I mean..."

After a pause, he decided to be honest, "Before I met you, a girl would often appear in my mind. But she is not you!"

Zhan Hanjue said with a playful smile: "Are you jealous?"

Thinking of the wall of stars outside Media Asia's president's office, Zhan Hanjue's sourness also emerged.

"Yan Zhengling, I have my Jie Yuhua, you have your Bai Yueguang, let's be even!"

Yan Zhengling stretched out her hand angrily, "Cell phone!"

Lord Zhan Han asked: "What are you doing?"

"Check the post!" Yan Zhengling said angrily.

His phone was locked, and he wasn't worried at all that she could open his phone screen.

After all, the passwords set by a genius like him are of a super perverted level.

Yan Zhengling looked at Zhan Hanjue angrily, "Password?"

The more he spoke, the more shameless he became, as if this way of retaliating against her would even things out.

Yan Zhengling was so angry that she threw herself on him, moved her hands up and down, and took out his mobile phone from his clothes bag.

Zhan Hanjue was lying on the bed, looking at Yan Zhengling with a faint smile. When she was angry, she would puff out her cheeks, just like two angry buns, which was very cute.

In the photo album on the mobile phone, there is a portrait of the child’s mother.

Yan Zhengling sneered coldly, "You'd better pray that I can't open it. If I open it and find the woman who made you lose your morals, I will cut her into pieces."

Zhan Hanjue's eyebrows twitched, and there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

"You can break it yourself." Zhan Hanjue said leisurely and happily.

If she was discovered by this violent and cruel female devil, she would definitely make things difficult for her.

Now I just pray that she can't open his mobile phone password.


Chapter completed!