Zhan Nanye was amused by her cute and direct answer, "No need to return the gift. Or you can buy something for me with my card."

Si Lian said depressedly, "But I don't want to spend your money all the time. I can make money myself. Before I met you, my life was actually good."

Zhan Nanye always knew that Si Lian could live a good life without him.

Just her standing out from thousands of competitors through rounds of presidential assistant selection and becoming his assistant is enough to prove her personal ability.

She can make money to buy a house by herself, she is beautiful and has many suitors, and he is dispensable to her.

Zhan Nanye knew that Gui knew, but it was another matter to hear Si Lian say it with his own ears.

He subconsciously clenched her hand, "But I need you to spend my money to let me know that I am needed by you, not for you I am dispensable..."

Si Lian couldn't stand him talking to her in such a tone, as if he was a poor and homeless child, and urgently needed her intake, "Then, then I'll accept it."

Si Lian agreed to accept the car and Zhan Nanye breathed a sigh of relief, "That's right! You are my wife. If you don't spend my money, would you ask me to spend the money for other women?"

"I'm not sure!" Si Lian reached out and pinched his waist.

The flesh on his waist was too strong, and she didn't pinch him, but instead pinched his hands.

She glared at him angrily...

Only Hang Chuan would not bully her, only Zhan Nanye would bully her.

Zhan Nanye didn't understand why she suddenly changed her face, "What's wrong?"

Si Lian knew she shouldn't get angry, "It's too hot, let's go first."

......

Xiangjiang is particularly hot in May, especially in the evening, without wind, the whole city is like a steamer.

The red sports car ran rapidly on the city road, like a moving red rose, dazzling.

In more than half an hour, the car drove out of the city and headed towards the eastern coast of Xiangjiang.

Si Lian sat in the passenger cab, occasionally looking at Zhan Nanye who was driving from the corner of his eyes.

He rarely drives, but he still drives quickly and steadily.

She remembered that he told her that he once wanted to be a racer and won the race championship.

His hand on the steering wheel is really beautiful, with slender and powerful fingers, which are many times more beautiful than the hand mold's hand.

The same is true for his figure. Even if he was sitting, he could not see any excess flesh on his stomach, and he could vaguely feel the abdominal muscles that made people's bloody under his T-shirt.

She glanced at it and then quickly looked away, just like a thief.

Zhan Nanye was amused by her again and laughed softly.

Si Lian asked with her cheeks puffed, "You, why are you laughing at?"

Zhan Nanye freed up a hand and reached out to hold her, "I am your husband, you are your person. Just look at it if you want to, and don't have to sneak in."

She thought she had a successful peek at her, but who knew that he knew that Si Lian was not convinced, "Who peeked at you, I didn't peek at you."

Zhan Nanye followed her, "Well, you said you didn't peek."

Si Lian looked forward and the car was almost off the coastal highway. "Mr. Zhan, where are we going?"

Zhan Nanye, "I still call me President Zhan?"
Chapter completed!