The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Aoba Hoyle didn't expect this woman to fall asleep before him. She was always on guard, but she put all her guard down at this moment. She felt relieved of him.

Aoba had to admit that Chloe Malan was a good-looking woman. After watching her for a long time, there was a feeling of dryness in his throat.

Damn it! He cursed secretly in his heart, turned his face to the other side, and slowly fell asleep.

There's nothing happened again during the night, but when he woke up, Aoba felt his neck was uncomfortable. And the woman wasn't on the bed. He slowly turned his head and saw that she was sitting at the computer desk, seeming to be searching for something.

"What are you doing?"

Chloe beckoned, "Come here, is this you?"

She searched his name on the Internet and Google introduced the artist Yang Yu to become famous when he was young. His paintings were famous, but no one had ever seen him. No one knew the true face of him. If the man in the room was the same as Yang Yu, wouldn't she have won the first prize?

Aoba Hoyle walked over while wearing his clothes, "It seems that you don't believe in my authenticity."

can show me your ID, I'll buy

not

about his face, the more suspicious she wanted to confirm, but this man didn't want to show it to her, "Hey, I just want

is nothing special, I'm hungry, sister, can you cook?" Aoba went to the

can't order on your own?"

stood at the door with a mouth full of toothpaste foam, "The contract says that

hotel, and you want to let me pay for your meals? There

wrong thing which was caused by

no kitchen here, how can I cook the dishes for you? I live with a friend by

to change the room, and then asked someone to bring two breakfasts. "Forget this meal this morning. You have to cook for me next

Chloe scolded him secretly.

bored. This kid was so perverted that he closed the curtains

she would say lightly, "There is no ghost in the world, thinking that these are all

there was a strong sense of discomfort in Chloe's heart. Those voices fell in her ears and dyed the atmosphere in the room. It was clear that it was a sunny day outside, and the room was heated,

fear, "Where did you go after a night? Have an affair?" Behind