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Lucky Marriage: Bigshot's Pampered Wife

Chapter 192 - 192: Old Acquaintance or Old Lover
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Chapter 192: Old Acquaintance or Old Lover

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Tang De went to park the car.

Gu Wan’an pushed Gong Mingye forward. The manager came up to them the moment they entered the room. “Second Master.”

“Hmm.”

“Smugglers ‘passage?”

Gong Mingye nodded lightly.

After passing through the Smuggler’s Passage, he led them directly to the Sky Garden on the top floor.

This was Gu Wan’an’s first time here.

It was simply so luxurious that it dazzled her.

Waterfalls, flowers, and misty air, it was like coming to a fairyland.

As expected of the world of tycoons, living a luxurious life.

“Aiyo, the famous Second Master is finally here.” Han Wenhao whistled.

Wen Nanxian followed suit and laughed lightly, sweeping two glances at Gu Wan’an; “This is little sister-in-law, right?”

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Gu Wan’an was a bit embarrassed and didn’t reply.

“Not bad, Second Master. You even brought your family members with you.”

Gong Mingye glanced at the slightly embarrassed girl and said, “Shut up. Stop fooling around.”

Han Wenhao smiled deviously; “Distressed?”

“Say one more word and sew your mouth shut.” Gong Mingye sneered coldly.

“I’m so scared. I’ll shut up, okay?”

Han Wenhao raised his hand and zipped his mouth shut.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came over.

A few of them raised their heads and looked over.

Thus, a slender and beautiful figure appeared in front of everyone.

She looked like she was in her late twenties. She was wearing a pure white dress and her hair was wavy and brown. She looked exquisite and beautiful.

“Mingye.”

She called out softly.

Her voice was sweet and gentle, like an oriole, making one’s heart melt.

Gong Mingye nodded indifferently.

“I thought you weren’t coming.” Yuan Shuang walked over in her high heels with a smile on her face.

Gong Mingye raised his eyebrows; “Your reception banquet, as it should be.”

Gu Wan’an blinked.

These two, it feels like they have an unusual relationship.

Yuan Shuang’s naked gaze fell on him.

This man, no matter what he wears, is the most attractive.

Even the aura emanating from his body is noble, cold, and domineering.

“I haven’t seen you in a few years. You’re getting more mature and stable, and you’re also getting more handsome, but you’re still cold and icy, and your words are still so few.”

At those words, Gu Wan’an subconsciously frowned.

Old acquaintance or old lover?

Gong Mingye’s expression was light, still indifferent.

Yuan Shuang understood his character and didn’t care.

She walked over with a smile on her face, elegant and polite. “Miss, please make way.”

Gu Wan’an froze for a moment and came back to her senses; “Oh.”

She answered and prepared to step back.

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However, before her feet moved, her wrist was clutched by Gong Mingye, who asked rhetorically; “Where to?”

Yuan Shuang’s pupils shrunk slightly as she looked at Gong Mingye in shock.

He… Didn’t he have mysophobia and never touched women?

Gu Wan’an only felt embarrassed. She didn’t know whether to retreat or not. She was in a dilemma.

Yuan Shuang had seen the world in the end.

Soon, she regained her composure; “This young lady is?”

Gu Wan’an opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Gong Mingye’s deep voice rang in her ears. “My wife.”

This time, Yuan Shuang was completely stunned.

Her chest heaved up and down, and even her breathing became rapid.

What did he say?

Wife?

“You… When did you get married?”

“Cough cough…” Han Wenhao coughed lightly and cut in to smooth things over. “Married for more than half a year. Why are you all standing here in a daze?”

From the beginning to the end, Gong Mingye held Gu Wan’an’s wrist tightly.

“Half a year…”

Yuan Shuang’s lips curled into a smile, but it was extremely forced..