Chapter 820 (1/2)

In the parking lot where the press conference was held, in an rv, a man suddenly grabbed the neck of another man. “Have you made your choice? ”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, ” the man who was pressed down said with difficulty as he grabbed the wrist that was grabbing his neck.

“Ha, look at you, pretending again. ” The man laughed as he loosened his grip. Then, he loosened his tie and said, “I told you two days ago, where are you? You can’t be too greedy. ”

“…”

“So, have you made your choice? Don’t pretend to be confused with me. Song Xian, if I can lift you up, I can also throw you down! ”

“…”

“Look at you now. Your eyes almost say, ‘ I want to stab you to death’ . But Song Xian, even if I give you a knife now, do you dare? You are still relying on me to treat you sexually. ”

There was a long silence.

“My patience is limited. I can understand your acting, but I hate it when others touch my things. Do you understand? You’d better hurry up and hand over your little lover, or else… ”

“NO LOVER! ” Song Xian replied, “I’ve said it a thousand times, I don’t have a lover! ” Including you!

“As for the passionate kiss incident, you already know the reason. Why ask me again? Interesting? ”

“Ha! You better let that Damn Little Lover Hide Better! ” The man’s face was gloomy. Then, he waved to the driver waiting outside the car, asking him to drive away from the scene of the press conference.

On the way, Lu Yuanshan patted Song Xian’s thigh while lazily leaning against the car seat, smoking a cigar. His gaze occasionally looked at the silent Song Xian beside him.

“Zi Zi” Song Xian’s phone vibrated.

Before he took it, Lu Yuanshan took Song Xian’s phone with ease. However, the message on it was Song Xian’s manager sending him the schedule for the next day. Lu Yuanshan looked at the angry Song Xian and threw the phone into his arms “You’d better not have another secret relationship with that person. I’ll let you off this time! ”

Song Xian turned his head away and did not speak.

“…”

After returning home, Xi Wan was obviously exhausted. Li Zhan had undoubtedly become a masseuse. He pinched left and right. Xi Wan was so comfortable that she could not help but sigh at how lucky she was to be able to marry an all-rounder man Her husband was indeed great.

Of course, this massaging and whatnot, the probability of the gun going off was naturally high. So before she could sigh and be satisfied, she was dragged back and forth again. It was many times more tiring than today’s press conference.