My Dangerous Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1517: I'll Only Do Hard Labor for My Woman

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Lu Fan would not allow Ading to follow her all the time. That man had issued a clear threat and warning. She did not want big brother Ading to be in danger.

As long as big brother Ading was getting along fine, she would be okay with it.

Ading's enthusiasm was extinguished by Ou Xuyan's words. He looked at her with a pained expression, "Xu Yan, I've only been locked up for two years, and you've already moved on? Alright, now look me in the eye and tell me that you don't like me and that you like Lu Fan."

Ou Xuyan endured the pain in her heart and looked straight into Ading's eyes. "Big brother Ading, I'm sorry. I don't like you anymore. I'm already Mrs. Lu. I hope you won't come looking for me in the future anymore."

Ading looked at her deeply before turning around and leaving.

Ou Xuyan looked at his receding figure, her eyes filled with longing and reluctance.

At this moment, the car horn sounded. Lu Fan was rushing her.

Ou Xuyan could only turn around and get in the car.

...

In the car, Lu Fan was driving with his eyes on the road. His thin lips moved as he asked, "Have you cleared the air with Ading?"

"Yes." Ou Xuyan nodded.

"Hmm? Are you in a bad mood now?"

Was she in a bad mood?

She was indeed in a bad mood!

She had already done everything he had asked of her. So now did he want to control her mood as well?

Ou Xuyan curled the corners of her lips and gave him a sweet smile. "How can that be? To be able to go on a honeymoon trip with you, my mood is really beautiful."

Her deliberately pretentious voice was very coquettish, but Lu Fan liked the sound of it. His entire eardrums went numb, and even his back stiffened from his nerves. However, he feigned displeasure and said snappily, "Speak properly, your voice is making me want to vomit!"

It's better if you do vomit!

Ou Xuyan turned her head to look out of the window and decided to ignore him.

Half an hour later, the two of them arrived at the airport.

A beautiful scenery quickly appeared in the airport hall. Lu Fan was wearing a navy blue V-neck thin sweater and a pair of black slim jeans. His two long legs attracted the gazes of many as he walked into the airport, and he had a pair of sunglasses on his handsome and tough face. His aura was simply too unique.

Ou Xuyan, on the other hand, was in a sorry state. She was pulling two suitcases behind her and had many bags with her. In short, she was a walking coolie.

At this moment, a bag in her hand fell to the ground. She was so tired that she was panting as she called out to the man in front of her, "Hey, Lu Fan, can you help me pick up the bag?"

Lu Fan turned around and walked over to her with his long legs. Seeing that she was so tired that her forehead was covered in sweat, he sneered, "You're so stupid. You can't do anything right!"

"Lu Fan, are you a man or not? This kind of hard work is usually all done by men, okay? I'm working hard in your place, and now you're hating on me?"

"What a joke. There are so many women in this world. If I had to work hard for every one of them, wouldn't I be exhausted to death? Besides, who are they?"

Ou Xuyan was simply speechless.

"These are all excuses. In short, you're not a gentleman! A gentleman can work hard for every woman anytime, anywhere."

"Humph, then the most qualified gentleman in the world is probably a bodyguard."

"..."

"However, ugly girl, I can also do hard labor. But I'll only do so for my woman. Are you my woman?" Lu Fan raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Of course... Not!"

Ou Xuyan immediately bent down and picked up the bag. Then, she wiped the sweat on her forehead and continued to walk forward. She was not his woman. She could do all the hard labor by herself.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Lu Fan's narrow eyes. However, he quickly stepped forward and snatched the bags and luggage from Ou Xuyan's hands.

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