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"It's out."

When Wang Zixuan, wearing a black windbreaker, walked out of the airport with an O-coat uniform, hundreds of reporters who had already been waiting outside were excited.

Compared to Sanya, there are undoubtedly many more journalists in Beijing.

When Wang Zixuan and his group left Sanya, these reporters rushed to the airport.

"Click"

"Click"

Wang Zixuan and An Ran had just appeared, and the flash lights kept on turning on.

Several bodyguards were also squeezed and shaking.

The bodyguards who accompanied Wang Zixuan quickly divided a few to help stop the reporters.

The reporter squeezed forward while asking questions in a verbal way.

"Master Wang expects..."

"May I ask Mr. Wang..."

"Excuse me……"

Wang Zixuan waved his hand, calmed the reporter, hugged An Ran, and said with a smile: "Good things come in pairs. Today I will also answer two questions for you."

When all the reporters immediately raised their hands when they heard that Wang Zixuan had an increased chance of asking questions.

Learning from the previous experience, the reporters behind were jumping, hoping that Wang Zixuan would see their efforts.

Wang Zixuan pointed to a reporter on the right and said, "Is there any problem with this friend?"

The reporter who was clicked asked with depression and excitement: "Will Mr. Wang go to see An Ran's parents this time?"

Wang Zixuan looked at An Ran and smiled and said, "An Ran hasn't mentioned this yet. As long as An Ran is willing to take me there, I will definitely go as soon as possible."

After saying that, he pointed to a reporter on the left and said, "Is there any problem with this friend?"

"Will Mr. Wang hold a wedding for a century?"

This question immediately made all reporters hold their breath.

Wang Zixuan's ability to make money is unparalleled, and he spends money like money. If he wants to hold a wedding, he may be unprecedented.

Wang Zixuan looked at An Ran with affectionate expression and said with a smile: "There seems to be too many weddings in the century. I hope my wedding is unique, or everyone can be called the king's wedding at that time."

The reporter who asked the question obviously was not very interested in the name. Wang Zixuan paused for a moment and immediately asked: "How much is your wedding expected to cost?"

Wang Zixuan smiled and said, "It's hard to say now, but it must be more than 100 billion."

Hundreds of billions?

All the reporters were shocked.

There are only a handful of weddings that cost over 100 million yuan in the world. How could Wang Zixuan's wedding cost hundreds of billion yuan?

This is too much money.

An Ran also looked at Wang Zixuan a little foolishly.

Wang Zixuan gave An Ran a smile and hugged An Ran and walked towards the already opened white extended Rolls-Royce.

"Let's go first, my wife."

When he arrived, Wang Zixuan protected the door frame with one hand and waited for the car to get in safely before he bent down to get in.

Several reporters who reacted also took photos of Wang Zixuan's considerate actions.

When the car door was closed, An Ran couldn't help but say curiously: "Can a wedding really cost 100 billion?"

Wang Zixuan hugged An Ran and smiled and said, "I'm afraid to scare them. I didn't dare to say more. One hundred billion is definitely not enough."

An Ran felt that his brain was not enough at all, and said foolishly: "What should I do if my husband is going to do?"

Wang Zixuan stroked An Ran’s thigh with one hand and said with a smile: “Now that I know, I’m not surprised. I came back from the United States that day, and you also picked me up in this outfit.”

Being caressed by Wang Zixuan, remembering the incident of being played by Wang Zixuan, she couldn't help but give Wang Zixuan a blank look and said coquettishly: "I will bully people."

Wang Zixuan put it on An Ran's ear and said with a wicked smile: "I feel it again when my wife is wearing this outfit."

An Ran's cheeks suddenly turned red and she said shyly: "I'll know that I'll think of bad things in one day."

Wang Zixuan said with shamelessness: "Live with me tonight."

An Ran said weakly: "Uncle, it's okay if my aunt knows it. Why don't we go to the hotel?"

Wang Zixuan smiled and said, "Without the crew's cover, if we go to the hotel, we will make headlines again tomorrow."

An Ran then remembered Wang Zixuan's popularity and lowered her head and said, "I'll listen to my husband."

"Pooh"

Wang Zixuan kissed An Ran on the cheek and said, "Good wife."

The two of them followed me, and the convoy drove directly to the Wang family's villa.

The car stopped, and Ma Fei, a butler in a tuxedo, came up respectfully and opened the car door, saying, "Welcome to the second young master and Miss An back."

The original British housekeeper had already followed Wang Liangming and his wife to Sanya.

Ma Fei, who was in his thirties, turned out to be a hotel manager. Later, he went to the British housekeeper school to conduct systematic study and became a full-time housekeeper.

Wang Zixuan got out of the car, nodded with a smile, and turned around and led An Ran out.

After getting off the car, I felt a little guilty when I looked at the luxury villa of the Wang family that I had only seen online before.

There is no doubt that the villa in Beijing where the Wang family lived for a long time in the past was much more luxurious than the villa in Sanya.

Wang Zixuan led An Ran to the villa and smiled and said, "Let's go change your clothes first, and then eat."

Holding Wang Zixuan's hand, Anran's heart also calmed down and nodded, "Oh."

When they walked into the villa, the servants greeted at the door respectfully greeted them:

"Second Young Master, Hello Miss An."

"Second Young Master, Hello Miss An."

Wang Zixuan turned around and said to Ma Fei: "Have you prepared clothes for An Ran?"

“Yes. I’m in the room.”

When Wang Zixuan announced his relationship with An Ran, Ma Fei considered that Wang Zixuan might take An Ran home, so he prepared two casual clothes for An Ran.

Wang Zixuan nodded and said, "Then you send it to my room."

An Ran followed Wang Zixuan upstairs and arrived at Wang Zixuan's room. She couldn't help but look around and said, "My husband's room is so big."

Wang Zixuan hugged An Ran and smiled and said, "This will be our room from now on."

An Ran also hugged Wang Zixuan and said cutely: "Just be with your husband."

Wang Zixuan couldn't help but lower his head and kiss An Ran on his red lips.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong"

When the two of them were in a deep mood, the door rang.

An Ran immediately blushed and let go of Wang Zixuan.

Wang Zixuan also let go of An Ran and reached out to open the door.

Ma Fei held two new casual clothes at the door. When he saw Wang Zixuan open the door, he said respectfully: "I only bought these two sets. Do you think it's appropriate?"

Wang Zixuan took the clothes and nodded, "Yes, I'll call you if you need it."

After closing the door, Wang Zixuan handed the clothes to An Ran and smiled and said, "Wife, who do you like?"

The two sets of clothes, one white and one pink, are all casual clothes worn at home.

An Ran took two sets of clothes and smiled and said, "Pink."

Wang Zixuan nodded and said, "Then let's change our clothes and go down to have a meal. Let's change your wife first, I'll go to the locker room."

"good."

"Bang"

Wang Zixuan slapped Anran again, then walked into the locker room and changed into a white casual outfit.

An Ran also changed into pink casual clothes.

Her figure is standard, and the clothes the housekeeper bought based on her height are also very suitable. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!

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