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Chapter 1205 - 1384 extra: Yan Ran and his wife were so sweet

After the fact of their marriage had happened, Lin Yan was not an irresponsible pig's trotter. His marriage with Xia Ling was immediately put on the agenda.

Lin Yan handed over his assets to his wife.

"A single villa in Shanghai... "

"The shares of a number of companies in the first-tier cities of s city, 10% , 4% . Don't misunderstand, ran ran, these are all gifts from others. "

"Antique Jade, real estate deeds... "

With the total of zero, the thick pile of documents was put together and compacted. It was as tall as a shoebox.

"Ran Ran, from today onwards, these names are yours. I asked someone to change their names. They are all yours! Do you like them? "

The man's deep eyes were filled with the gentleness of a drowning man.

Lin Yan "casually" pushed the stack of documents in front of Xia Ling.

From his gaze, Xia Ling could read some kind of... ... Invisible F * CK ? ?

A smile naturally appeared on Xia Ling's face, and she accepted these assets without any hesitation. Xia Ling flipped through them casually, and sure enough, each of the assets had been changed to run's name.

Looking at the pile of assets, it was priceless.

Xia Ling looked at Lin Yan, and her smile became more sincere.

"Yan Yan is really amazing, to be able to earn so many assets at such a young age! "

As soon as the words left his mouth, it was visible to the naked eye that the man who had given up all his assets with cupped hands, his deep eyes seemed to have been lit up, shining with pride and joy.

If a human had a tail behind him, then under Lin Yan's strength and calmness, there would definitely be a tail wagging happily... ...

To the owner of these assets, this tens of billions of assets could be exchanged for a smile of praise from a girl. It was simply more joyful than squandering these tens of billions of assets.

Xia Ling leaned forward and kissed Lin Yan on the cheek.

"Here, consider this as a stamp on my assets, " she said casually with a smile.

Slightly stunned, Lin Yan quickly came back to his senses.

His face was slightly hot, and he coughed lightly.

He turned his face away, revealing the red tip of his ears, bringing with it a contrast of abstinence and cuteness.

Xia Ling looked at her own man. Just as she was about to massage him again, a weak voice came from the driver's seat.

"Master... I beg you to be a human with MASTER'S WIFE! "

Wu Xiaoer was in pain, so much so that it was heart-wrenching.

He was afraid that he could not stay in Qingfeng residence anymore. He swore that this time, he would send Lin Yan and Huo ran to get their marriage certificate. When he came back, he would go out and travel.

He swore that he would never return to Qingfeng residence without a wife. This mouth was stuffed with the taste of dog food. He did not want to experience it again for the rest of his life Yes Yes!

Xia Ling looked at Wu Xiaoer and finally realized that there was such a humanoid creature in the car.

She withdrew her hand and decided to be serious for a while.

As soon as she put her hand down, she was grabbed by a certain someone and completely wrapped in his palm.

Xia Ling looked over with a smile. The man who had always been wearing a gray robe had rarely put on a couple's outfit with her. He was dressed in a dark suit specially made for the wedding.

Xia Ling looked at him and did not want him to get out of bed.

Xia Ling's casual bag was filled with bulging documents.

At this moment, the man was holding her hand and unconsciously touching his collar with his other hand.

Today was also Lin Yan's first time wearing a tie. For some reason, he felt like his neck was being strangled.

Xia Ling watched him touch it a few times and finally could not help but lean over to help him loosen his tie a little.

Wu Xiaoer silently cast a barrier on the rearview mirror in the car.

Blind Out of sight, out of mind!

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