Lan Xin suddenly said to Xuan Yichen, "Yichen, where are you going to celebrate Xue'er's birthday tomorrow?"

Xuan Yichen was immediately confused, "Birthday? Yang Ruoxue's birthday? Well, I only took three days off, I don't know!"

This time it was Lan Xin who was stunned, "You, a personal bodyguard, don't know that Ruoxue's birthday is tomorrow? Are you planning to go back tomorrow?"

Xuan Yichen nodded quickly this time. If he refused to go back, Yang Ruoxue would probably kill him.

The phone on the table suddenly rang. Lan Xin glanced at the anxious Xuan Yichen, picked up the phone calmly, and quickly started writing on the white paper with the black ballpoint pen in her hand. Her slender, green-white, and crystal-clear fingers were like dancing butterflies.

Same, dancing gracefully.

What makes Sylphy Che more puzzled is why she doesn't have a ring on her finger? Usually married women wear rings on their hands, eager to let the whole world know how happy they are.

It's just that there is no ring on Lan Xin's green little hand, and there is no trace of a ring!

Putting down the phone in her hand and looking at Xuan Yichen who was staring blankly at the note in her hand, Lan Xin smiled mischievously, "Do you really want this now?"

Xuan Yichen nodded repeatedly, with a flattering look in his eyes. He stood up and wanted to go around Lan Xin's desk to get it.

Lan Xin suddenly shouted, "Don't come over, just stand where you are!"

Although the awkward atmosphere just now has passed, it does not mean that it has not happened. Lan Xin does not want to cause any more misunderstandings.

He waved the note in his hand and said, "You can also have this note, but you have to agree to one condition!"

Hearing Lan Xin's conditions, Xuan Yichen quickly jumped back and put his arms around his shoulders, "You, you can't even think of making any conditions, otherwise, even if you get my body, you won't get my heart."

Lan Xin's eyes, which had been smiling just now, immediately narrowed and her face darkened. She tore the note with both hands and looked at Xuan Yichen.

Xuan Yichen immediately canceled his pretentious gesture and looked at Lan Xin bitterly, "Sister Xin, you are so ignorant of humor."

Lan Xinba slapped the note in her hand on the table, "Stop talking nonsense, you listen to my arrangement tomorrow night, I will give it to you immediately, otherwise I will give it to you within an hour!"

Lan Xin's words went straight to Xuan Yichen's weakness. Despite his leisurely expression, he was actually very anxious inside.

Although he knew that the task tomorrow night would definitely be difficult, Xuan Yichen had no other choice at this time. He gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely, but he was actually thinking in his heart.

"Little girl, if you weren't Yang Lie's wife, I would definitely push her to you!"

Of course Lan Xin would not know what Xuan Yichen was thinking at this time, otherwise she would have torn the note into pieces immediately and eaten it without giving it to Xuan Yichen.

Picking up the note from the table, Xuan Yichen still felt a little unwilling. In Lan Xin's frightened eyes, he suddenly reached out and picked up Lan Xin's chin.

"There's a piece of dirt on your chin, look!"

After saying that, he stretched out the hand that had just touched Lan Xin's chin to Lan Xin's eyes, and saw a little scrap of paper appear on Xuan Yichen's index finger.

Putting the scraps of paper in his hand on the smooth table, Xuan Yichen quickly walked out of the office.

Lan Xin blankly picked up the scraps of paper on the table, and after a while she gritted her teeth and said, "You brat, you took advantage of me again right under my nose!"

At this time, Xuan Yichen was rubbing his index finger happily, recalling the amazing smoothness and elasticity just now.

When I was going down, I was using my left hand. I was thinking about how to avoid washing my hands for a month, when the door of the elevator opened.

Niu Yuan walked back and forth in front of the elevator with an uneasy look. He took the bitch to his goddess's office and was kicked out by him. With that bitch's physique and character, he wouldn't do anything worse than a beast, right?

When the elevator opened, Niu Yuan almost cried.

"What took you so long to come down? Did you do anything?"

Xuan Yichen glanced sideways at Niu Yuan, "What do you mean? Who do you think I am? Niu Yuan, right? I tell you, don't use your dirty mind to guess a pure person."

After scolding Niu Yuan a few words, Xuan Yichen turned and walked into the ordinary elevator and disappeared from Niu Yuan's sight.

Before Niu Yuan could get angry, the elevator door suddenly opened. Xuan Yichen stuck his head out and smiled at Niu Yuan, "Well, Manager Niu, can you give me your mobile phone number?"

Niu Yuan picked up the document in his hand and threw it at Xuan Yichen.

Xuan Yichen hurriedly hid in the elevator and waved at the furious Niu Yuan.

At this time, Xuan Yichen was extremely happy. It felt so good to prank someone. It seemed that being a bitch was healthier!

In the suburbs more than thirty miles away from the center of hz, an ancient manor is located on a green mountain about one hundred meters high. It can occupy such a large piece of mountain as a place in hz, where land is extremely valuable.

His own back garden shows how extraordinary the owner of the villa is.

The entire manor is built diagonally on a hillside, and as you go up the hillside, the colors of the buildings become more red and noble, extending all the way to the glazed palace on the top of the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, the owner of the manor opened up a large flat area and built a white palace building. In front of the palace was a small square with a giant fountain in the middle.

Neon lights of various colors shine on the sprayed water mist, forming a magical picture.

Portraits of Hong Tiande and Ou Xinmo standing together are constantly displayed on it, and there are also special effects made of various flowers.

Behind the fountain in the square is a white palace with a different architectural style from the mountain. In the mainly red villa, this white palace is very conspicuous.

On the white second floor, a weak woman wearing white pajamas was leaning in front of a window made of white marble. The black eyebands made her look very haggard. The red wine in her hand was poured into her mouth.

The bottle of red wine on the windowsill will soon be empty.

A man wearing a white suit with a somewhat gloomy expression stood behind the woman. The corners of his eyes were constantly trembling, showing the owner's inner unrest at this time.

"You have to know that Sunday is our engagement anniversary. How can you let me see people like this?"

Ou Xinmo poured the last bit of red wine in the cup into her mouth, and the few drops of red wine she cut off fell on her pale lips, making her look even more depressed and sad.

"Then don't see anyone."

Hong Tiande reached out and grabbed Ou Xinmo's arm, and shouted angrily, "You will be my wife from now on, do you know? The Xuan Yichen you expect can be strangled to death with just one of my hands."
Chapter completed!