Lu Fa and the others looked at each other, and they were all dumbfounded.
This is totally wrong with the expected situation.
Yang Jingwan's husband is not only a middle-aged greasy man and a bad old man, but a handsome guy who is so handsome and bursting.
These girls used to look down on Yang Jingwan.
But after seeing Wang Hao at this moment, they instantly understood why Yang Jingwan would marry so soon.
Let alone Wang Haoran driving McLaren P1, even if he is a pauper, these girls are willing to marry.
With this handsome face and tall figure, as well as the aristocratic and prince-like temperament, most women are willing to stick to it.
No wonder Yang Jingwan will be captured.
"Isn't it a dinner party? Why are everyone standing here?" Wang Haoran said, seeing everyone in a daze.
"The box I...I have set it up, please, please." Lu Fa stammered in response, and immediately led the way respectfully.
He originally thought about Yang Jingwan a little luck, but when he saw Wang Hao, he immediately felt a deep sense of inferiority in his heart.
He directly gave up on Yang Jingwan, and all that was left was blessings.
After all, Yang Jingwan was the goddess he had been obsessed with for four years, and he himself had a dog-licking mentality. Now that he saw that Yang Jingwan had such a good home, what could he not be reconciled to?
During the meal, Lu Fa toasted a glass of wine to Yang Jingwan, and sincerely wished Yang Jingwan happiness.
Other students also expressed their best wishes to Yang Jingwan.
Yang Jingwan was in a daze, completely substituting the identity of Wang Haoran's wife, smiling, responding to everyone's blessings one by one.
After the meal, the students dispersed.
Yang Jingwan and Wang Haoran came to the outdoor parking lot.
She embraced Wang Haoran with open arms, closed her eyes, with a happy smile on her face.
In my mind, recalling everything that happened today, it feels like a dream.
Not long after, she opened her eyes.
Yang Jingwan loosened her arms holding Wang Haoran and looked at him softly:
"Thank you for giving me such a fantastic day, but now that the dream is over, I should wake up."
"In fact, as long as you want, this dream can go on forever." Wang Haoran looked at her intently.
"You... don't you dislike me?" Yang Jingwan was startled.
"Do you think I have disliked you since the first time I saw you?" Wang Haoran asked back.
He is well aware of the routines of the son-in-law, and knows that although Yang Jingwan is married, he is very innocent.
Hear the words.
Yang Jingwan's heart surged, and she subconsciously recalled.
Since meeting for the first time, Wang Haoran has indeed not acted half-heartedly. Instead, he has helped him everywhere and cared for him.
What does this mean, this is true love...
However, Yang Jingwan still had doubts and didn't know how to respond for a while.
Wang Haoran didn't force her, just said: "It's not early, I will send you back first."
Although Yang Jingwan's favorability reached 75, in the name of the heroine with a moral point, the situation was quite special, not comparable to Tang Bingyun or Qin Yunhan.
If she rushed to win now, with Yang Jingwan's conservative temperament, she would definitely resist it.
Just a good impression of 75 is not enough to make her desperate to abandon her nominal morality.
Wang Haoran will only consider harvesting when he reaches 90 degrees.
"Get in the car."
Wang Haoran was a gentleman. He opened the door and put Yang Jingwan's head into the car with his hands, so as not to knock her head.
At about ten o'clock in the evening, McLaren came to the vicinity of Yang Jingwan's apartment building.
Wang Haoran opened the car door, let Yang Jingwan get out of the car, and watched her leave.
Yang Jingwan walked towards the apartment building, but turned her head in three steps. When she reached thirty steps, she suddenly trot back and came to Wang Haoran.
She stretched her hands and arms, hooked Wang Haoran's neck, slightly padded her toes, closed her eyes tightly and sent it forward.
After ten breaths, Yang Jingwan released her hand.
She suppressed her heart that thumped wildly, "I won't let you down."
When the words fell, she clutched her hot face and left as if fleeing.
Wang Haoran touched the lipstick on her lips and laughed dumbly.
I don't know what kind of expression will be on the face of the **** of war after he knows it?
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Yang Jingwan returned to the apartment hall lightly.
The hall was dark.
She immediately turned on the light, but she screamed "Ah" in fright.
Because Su Lang is sitting on the sofa.
"What are you doing, sit on the sofa without turning on the light? Just like a ghost, it's scary!" Yang Jingwan patted her heart and complained.
"I made so many calls, why don't you answer?" Su Lang frowned and asked.
"My phone is turned off, how can I pick it up."
"Then you come back so late, at least make a phone call to talk about it?"
"I called my mom and told me that I was going to have something tonight, so that's all right, didn't my mom tell me?"
Su Lang shook his head, then looked at Yang Jingwan's dress:
"Why did you dress up like this? What did you do?"
"The company is holding a party." Yang Jingwan lied, and Su Lang continued to ask questions, so she retorted and accused:
"What do you mean, you actually asked me what I am going to do, do you still want to report it to you?"
"How tired I am from work day by day, and how about you? Just make a meal. When I come back, you will ask questions about whether you still want to live."
"I..." Su Lang suddenly apologized.
"I am what I am, if you don't believe me, then... let's get a divorce." Yang Jingwan said while taking advantage of the situation.
"My wife, I was wrong, I shouldn't doubt you." Su Lang's face suddenly collapsed and said quickly.
"Su Lang, we have been together for more than a year, and you should have noticed that I don't like you at all. Why should I force it? Let's get a divorce. It's good for you and me." Yang Jingwan sighed.
"Wife, I can't live without you, I don't want a divorce!" Su Lang resolutely said.
"What are you shouting at night?" Li Manli walked out of the bedroom with sleepy eyes.
"Mom, Jing Wan said to divorce me, please persuade her!" Su Lang said hurriedly.
"Divorce? Good thing, it's time to leave!" Li Manli suddenly lost sleep and almost raised her hands and feet in agreement.
"Mom, have you forgotten how I married Jingwan? If Jingwan and I leave, won't you be afraid of bad luck again?" Su Lang reminded.
"Bah, baah, we are fine now. The Lao Yang project has been completed, and Jingwan sold the house and made a lot of money. You crow mouth quickly shut me up." Li Manli shouted.
"Without me, these will all be lost." Su Lang sneered.
"You can pull it down, our house is now being transferred, and it will be better even without you." Li Manli shot back.
Su Lang didn't want to argue with Li Manli, and looked directly at Yang Jingwan:
"It was your parents who asked me to marry you. Now that your family's bad luck is gone, you are about to divorce me. Do you want to cross the river and break the bridge?"
Su Lang was shamelessly occupying the commanding heights of morality, and wanted Yang Jingwan to withdraw his divorce plan.
In fact, the bad luck of the Yang family was originally manipulated by Su Lang in secret, with the goal of letting Yang Jingwan marry him.
But of course Su Lang would not tell this fact.
"Su Lang, I really don't like you, why do you bother me?" Yang Jingwan heard Su Lang say that, and she couldn't say too much, so she tried her best to persuade.
Su Lang thought for a moment, and then replied:
"Wedding, after the wedding, if you still think like this, I promise to divorce you."
He originally intended to obtain Yang Jingwan's love as an ordinary person, but now that this situation seems to be impossible.
Then you can only show off your identity as God of War at the wedding.
He wanted to let Yang Jingwan know what kind of invincible and prominent husband he married.
He firmly believes that as long as she reveals her identity, Yang Jingwan will definitely fall in love with herself crazily and hopelessly.
"Okay, it's a deal." Yang Jingwan saw Su Lang letting go, so she immediately agreed.
It is impossible to change your mind. The marriage is divorced.