The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Chloe Malan waved her hand, she was angry, "Don't mention him, he is just a scum, I must be blind, so I would marry him. I will find someone a thousand times better than him."

Ivy squinted at her. "Why are you so excited? You still love him?"

"Are you crazy? He is nothing to me." Chloe Malan said disdainfully, but the ringing phone suddenly interrupted her words. The sound seemed to come from her bag.

She didn't know when did the bag roll under the sofa, moved her cumbersome body to pick it up, she took out the phone from the bag and answered the phone call.

"Where are you?" Although she was drunk and a little confused, she could still recognize that it was Yang Yu.

"Where am I? Does it have anything to do with you?" She was drunk, and she can't speak clearly.

"Are you drunk?"

"Yeah."

"You drink like this in broad daylight, where are you now, I'll come to you." Aoba Hoyle frowned, and an image of a drunk appeared before his eyes.

"Why should I tell you? If you can, just try to find me on your own." Chloe Malan hung up the phone happily. After throwing the phone to the corner, she continued to carry the wine glass, "Come on, let's drink again."

But the man on the sofa was already drunk and fell asleep.

a long dream. When she woke up, she couldn't remember what she had dreamed of,

One of his hands was under the bed and held her hand, while the other

and pressed a kiss lightly on his

girl finally woke up.

and refitted the lips she was about to leave, deepening the kiss.

Olive wrapped her hands around his neck, eagerly catering to him, as if only in this way could she drive away

kissed until they were messy, and

finger touched

Olive touched him carefully. It was just a

to his face and smiled lowly, "Why do you

that Olive would suddenly disappear, so he always kept close to her, wishing to keep her within his sight 24 hours a day. And now,

tension satisfied him, but also made him distressed.

said, "I am so worried about

hugged him tightly and didn't let go, as if she was really afraid of him

and put his hand on her back to calm her anxiety, "My fool girl, how can I suffer? Am I right in front of

It was a case of

"Do you believe it?" Alan Hoyle looked

it, you wouldn't be so stupid to

hard on the cheek, but

no toilets, no sleep." Otherwise, how could she faint at the happiest confession

super embarrassing.