Warm Marriage: CEO’s Unlimit Love

When eating early the next morning, Luo Hanshang asked, "Do you have any arrangements for today?"

Ning Jiang shrugged and shook his head: "Not today, what's wrong?"

"That's right, after dinner, I will show you something."

Ning Jiang wondered: "What is it."

"You should be interested in something, eat first."

Ning Jiangnu said: "How do you know what I am interested in, maybe you are thinking wrong."

"You must be interested in this matter, I can guarantee it," Luo Han Shang raised his eyebrows, with evil charm in his eyes: "I know you better than you think."

Ning Jiang pursed his lips: "Then you can tell me now."

"I can't say now, it will affect appetite and mood."

She hissed: "Why do I feel that this is not a good thing?"

"This thing really doesn't make you too happy, so I said it, and I'll talk about it after dinner."

Ning Jiang was impatient. When he said that, she was even more curious.

She bowed her head, finished the meal quickly, and looked at him: "I'm finished, let's talk."

Luo Hanshang pointed to the study on the first floor.

"In the top drawer of my desk, there is a kraft paper bag. Go and take a look."

Ning Jiang hurriedly got up and ran to his study.

Following his instructions, she found the brown paper bag and opened it directly.

She pulled out a stack of photos from inside.

From the photos, she saw the bright fiancé Song Minghui at a glance, with other women in her arms, entering the hotel.

She condensed her eyebrows, her face a little bit cold.

She slid the first photo out, put it to the end, and saw the second photo.

This is a photo of the two people entering the same room.

The third picture shows the two people coming out of the hotel room.

The fourth one is a photo of two people eating together in a restaurant and kissing me and me.

The fifth...

There were more than a dozen photos in total. After she read it, her eyes were about to catch fire.

Song Minghui, the bastard, even dared to mess around with Ming Mei before he got married.

She thought that Song Minghui was not a good thing for a long time, but now it seems to be really...

She was getting angry, Luo Hanshang came over and leaned against the door of the study: "How about it, is this something you are interested in?"

Ning Jiang angrily threw the photo on the table: "I must not let this scumbag be shining."

"You don’t have the final say about the relationship between two people. I said before. If Ye Mingmei loves her surname Song very much now, then you give her these photos and it will not be a small blow to her. ."

"Then I can't hide from her, I can't just watch her marry a scumbag and then discover the true face of a scumbag."

"Do you want to give her these pictures now?"

Ning Jiang thought for a while and shook his head: "Of course you can't give Mingmei right now. This Song Minghui has done such a scumbag thing, and he is still calculating me behind his back, and let him be thrown away by Mingmei. It is too cheap for him. I want to clean him up. ."

Luo Han Shang raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you have thought of a good way."

Ning Jiang looked at him, his eyes picking slightly.

Seeing her look, Luo Hanshang smiled speechlessly: "At this time, you think of your husband's usefulness, right?"

She was surprised, did he know what she was thinking?

But... this is also normal, as wise as Luo Hanshang, his IQ will never drop, "Then... would you agree to help me?"

Luo Hanshang approached her, squeezed her chin in his hand, leaned close to her, and said ambiguously: "Come to me and I will help you."

Ning Jiang's face turned red.

"Why, no?"

"I... I really don't know how to act like a baby." She has never done such a thing in her life. She is not the kind of little cute woman who acts like a baby when nothing happens. She really can't do this.

"That's it." He said, lowering his head and kissing her lips.

As the two people's lips and teeth blended, she was already a little dizzy, but he felt that it was not enough.

After a while, he let go of her, feeling a little anxious in his heart.

This early morning, the whole body being teased by this woman seemed to be on fire, he was asking for hardship.

"Just use this instead of acting like a baby." After he finished speaking, he turned upstairs, went back to the room and entered the bathroom.

Ning Jiang breathed out softly in the study.

His kissing skills are getting better and better, and she is really less and less resistant to him.

Fortunately, he could keep it every time, otherwise, she would have lost her armor and her armor long ago.

She shook her head, now is not the time to think about it.

She picked up the photos on the table and looked through it again, and the anger in her heart was ignited again.

During lunch time, Ning Jiang and Luo Hanshang came to a western restaurant together.

Standing at the door, Ning Jiang looked around as if looking for a seat, and then pointed to two familiar figures in the corner.

She looked at Luo Han and said, "Look."

Luo Han Shang looked sideways and found the wrong place.

Ning Jiang took him all the way to the table, and said in surprise: "Mingmei, why are you here too."

Ye Mingmei was also very surprised when she saw her: "My God, the North City is so big, should we be so coincidental."

Song Minghui on the opposite side saw Luo Hanshang and stood up.

He was very nervous, took the handkerchief with both hands and wiped his hands, and then stepped forward, some doglegs said: "Shao Luo, hello, hello, long-term name, I'm Song Minghui, bright fiancee."

Seeing Song Minghui to please Luo Hanshang, Ye Mingmei's eyebrows frowned unconsciously.

Luo Hanshang did not respond to Song Minghui, turned his head to look at Ning Jiang and said, "After recounting the past with Mingmei, let's not disturb others and find a seat for dinner."

Song Minghui hurriedly said: "Sir Luo, meeting is a kind of fate, so let's sit down together. Anyway, Mingmei and I have just arrived..."

"I'm almost full, okay?" Ye Mingmei looked at Song Minghui a little displeased.

This guy, how can he be so inconspicuous that people are unwilling to talk to him, can't he tell?

She squinted Luo Han Shang, this man was really arrogant.

Don't look at the face of the monk or the face of the Buddha. She is Jiang'er's best friend. Does he have to put his head here?

Ning Jiang seemed to feel Ye Mingmei’s displeasure. She patted Ye Mingmei’s hand and said to Luo Han, “Husband, let’s eat together. Go and advise me on the staff."

As soon as Ning Jiang's voice fell, Song Minghui had already left the dining table with vision and came to a position beside Ye Mingmei. He wanted to let out the seat opposite to the two.

He turned around and called the waiter: "Clean up here and bring the menu."

Ning Jiang sat down, and Luo Han Shang had to sit down too.

While Luo Hanshang was making an order, Ning Jiang looked at Song Minghui with cold eyes.

Song Minghui, you bastard, you are unlucky.