Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (46)

In fact, Feng Yunan only wanted to throw away those junk. He had already gotten someone to prepare something better.

But to Qiao Ruoxi, it was a clear insult.

He was emphasizing that she was his wife and everything that belonged to her belonged to him.

This man was simply too overbearing, so much that it was detestable.

She had only signed an agreement, not a lifetime contract.

Why was she stripped of her personal rights?

"Yes, in the eyes of you, a high and mighty CEO, those are just a pile of garbage. But in my eyes, they are all my treasures. Find them, find them and bring them back…"

Qiao Ruoxi lost control of her emotions. She rushed up angrily, grabbed Feng Yunan's clothes, and slapped him hard.

Feng Yunan allowed her to hit him as she wished. His big body did not move at all. The scratching was like a cat scratching him, and it did not affect him at all.