100% pampering wife: See you on Monday, the wealthy husband

The following is a side story, the story of Zheng Nian.

You can look at it as an independent story.

10 years later.

He Yifan and Shen Qianqing lived their lives in their own world wholeheartedly, and Zheng Nian took care of all the He family's property.

He Yifan never intervened unless it was an important matter.

Under He Yifan's control, Zheng Nian entered the political circle, and at the same time ran the family business.

On the surface, he is the mayor of the city government, but secretly he is also the helm of the He family's business empire.

Except for He Yifan, he is king.

Outsiders call him Mr. He, and those who know him also call him Zheng Nian.

But Zheng Nian's love life is--

In the extremely luxurious room, the gorgeous crystal chandelier is elegantly glowing with soft light, and the rose-gray wallpaper fully demonstrates the unique aesthetic taste of the owner.

There is a peacock-shaped aromatherapy burner on the bedside table, and wisps of smoke rise from the hollowed-out eyes.

There is a seductive atmosphere in the ambiguous air, and the big shell-shaped water bed has just ended a shocking and intense intersection!Between the whirling veils, a bone-slender, muscular woman lay on the man's muscular chest, greedily sucking the man's unique breath.

"Honey, do you have to go?" The woman's voice was really sweet, as delicate as a nightingale crying blood, with a hint of sweet charm.

A delicate arm stretched out from under the silky quilt to gently wrap around Zheng Nian's neck, and Zheng Nian's brown pupils flashed his charming face.

"This is what the old man meant." Zheng Nian's voice was full of laziness, and he slowly exhaled a smoke ring, holding the cigarette butt in one hand and lightly flicked it into a gold-plated square ashtray by the bed.

"What do people want you to do?" The woman lowered her head and used her orchid finger to draw circles on Zheng Nian's chest boringly, and pressed her face against Zheng Nian's heart.

Zheng Nian stretched out his hand to stroke the silver-gray hair on his forehead, revealing a beautiful face.

"Honey, I have it!" The woman suddenly raised her head and smiled like a flower, and took Zheng Nian's hand and placed it on her tender belly.

"Really?" Zheng Nian frowned and smiled slightly, "Then congratulations! I forgot to tell you that I had a ligation operation four years ago."

The woman's face darkened when she heard that, her big foxy eyes rolled away, and her voice became very cautious, "I was just joking with you just now, how could it really happen, my dear, don't be angry."

"I'm not angry at all!" Zheng Nian curled his lips, revealing his pearl-colored white teeth, with a half-smile, "Because, I just made a joke with you, how could I go for a ligation!" Zheng Nian lowered his head. There was a icy chill in his eyes.

"Zheng Nian! What do you mean?" The woman made a fuss, raised her brows and raised her red lips, very dissatisfied.

"Chen Hong, don't forget your identity!" Zheng Nian stubbed out the cigarette butt, patted the woman's head, and jumped off the bed.

Zheng Nian who can't keep warm!There is a row of Zheng Nian behind me, Chen Hong, but I only love you, and I give you my whole body and mind!But what do I get? !I don't even have a proper title!I can't even disclose to the public that I am your Zheng Nian's woman!

At this moment, the door opened, and a small head poked his head to push the door open, and peeked into the room quietly through the crack of the door!

Zheng Nian turned his head, and immediately reached out and grabbed the nightgown and put it on his body.

"Come here-." Zheng Nian stretched out his hand, with a rare tenderness in his eyes.