Before Yan Ling finished speaking, he was picked up and put on the sofa. The high heels on his feet were also taken off and thrown aside.

She hasn't recovered yet, Yi Haiyin has picked her up again quickly and walked out.

He walked to the door, paused, and looked back at Yan Chengchi.

"I will sort out the plan for your reference." When the words fell, he left with Yan Ling.

"Yan Chengchi, I can find a man who is as jealous as you in this world..." Xia Changyue stared at Yi Haiyin's back. He didn't finish speaking, and only felt a chill in his back.

Looking back, facing the deep black eyes of Yan Chengchi, he realized what he had just said, and his whole body trembled!

"I'm nonsense, you don't like to be jealous at all...you don't love..." Xia Changyue's petite body sprang up from the sofa and ran out of the lounge!

As soon as he touched the doorknob, the man was picked up.

"Yan Chengchi, you let me down, there are people outside..." Xia Changyue hung upside down like a sack and was carried on his shoulders by Yan Cheng, shouting embarrassingly.

Why is Yan Ling being hugged by Princess Yi Haiyin, so she can only be carried by a big man by Yan Chengchi?

This is the legend, someone else’s boyfriend?

Somehow she just won a newcomer screenwriter award, if Yan Chengchi really carried it out, her first fame would be ruined!

Xia Changyue couldn't get away, simply stretched out his hand to cover his face, and buried it on his shoulder to play dead.

She is not Xia Changyue...

She is not Xia Changyue...

No one will recognize her.

"Screenwriter Xia, congratulations on your winning, do you have any acceptance speeches to share with us?"

"Scriptwriter Xia, this is..."

"..."

The reporters waiting outside were blocking the exit, preparing for an interview. They were all dumbfounded when they saw Xia Changyue who had been carried by Yan Chengchi.

"The screenwriter Xia and Shao Chi are really affectionate..."

"Yes, yes... the way of loving kindness is so special..."

"Congratulations, congratulations to the screenwriter Xia for winning..."

Xia Changyue looked at the words of the reporters who were forced by Yan Chengchi's powerful aura and tried to squeeze out the round field. She was pretty embarrassed and rolled her eyes, wishing to faint immediately...

She has no face to meet people!

Yan Chengchi, I want to break up with you!

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Yan Family Manor.

"Bang——" A huge muffled noise sounded in the living room.

Standing in front of the large LCD screen, Yan Sheng watched the live broadcast of the awards ceremony. Seeing Yi Haiyin and Yan Ling attending the banquet wearing clothes designed by the Yang family, his old eyes suddenly squinted!

"Yi Haiyin came to S city, why didn't anyone tell me? When did he contact Yan Chengchi, you didn't even receive the news. I raised you, are you all dead?!"

Yan Sheng smashed the remote control in his hand at the TV, still roaring in anger.

Yijia is actually Yijia!

The Yi family’s status in G city is equivalent to the Yan family’s status in S city. Although the overall strength is not as good as the Yan family group, the Yi family is like an ancient aristocrat, a family of wealthy family inherited from the Yan family. A big family with a hundred years of experience.

Who doesn't know, Yi Wei, the owner of the Yi family's generation, has only one son. He has heard that he is still ill and has been raising him carefully and never let him appear in front of the media.

Yijia has always been low-key and never mixed up with the struggles between big families. In addition to running a family business, it is also keen on public welfare and has an excellent reputation in business circles.

How could Yan Chengchi find such a strong foreign aid?