Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

If her father had told her in advance, she wouldn't have to sell herself.

"Your Uncle Xu lent it to me."

Cheng Wanzhong: "..."

Uncle Xu is such a good man, and a friend in need is a friend indeed.

Uncle Xu was educated, and her father used to be jealous of him.

Cheng Wanzhong exhaled, "Dad, it's good that I'm here. You can recover well. Uncle Xu lent you the money to make a comeback. Don't waste the money on me. Think about how to turn around." Dad, I still want to be your little sweetheart."

"I need you to teach me?"

The words reached Cheng Zhengping's throat, and he swallowed them again.

He admitted that his daughter's last words touched his heart.

"Alas." Cheng Zhengping sighed, "Wanwan, it's dad's fault. Dad promises that he will make you my rich second generation again. If it's not just bankruptcy, dad will never be defeated, for the sake of my daughter. "

"Okay, come on, Dad."

"Thank you, my little princess." Cheng Zhengping said, "By the way, it's still the same thing. Is that man good to you? He's already buying a wife. Is he particularly ugly?"

"..." Cheng Wanzhong turned to look at Wen Zhu. The man was looking straight ahead. His contours were exquisite and clear, and his facial features were very three-dimensional. Based on his appearance alone, no one would believe that he was already 35.

At most 27.

Cheng Wanzhong sniffed and said to his father over there, "Dad, he is not ugly, he is very handsome."

"More handsome than your dad?"

"Absolutely, Dad, you are already old. Don't compare your appearance with us young people. At your age, the most important thing is what's on the inside."

"Little white-eyed wolf, daddy will redeem you soon. You have to suffer for a while and wait for me."

"Good dad."

"If this man dares to be cruel, call me immediately and I will go over and fight him for my life."

"I know, I know, it's okay. Goodbye, dad."

"Wait a minute!" Cheng Zhengping said quickly, "Wanwan, you really didn't lie to me?"

"Really, he was very good to me. Now I have a job as a top chef at the Oriental Hotel."

"Top chef?" Cheng Zhengping was shocked, "Is my daughter that good?"

"Of course! Assistant to a top chef."

"..."

fraud!

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Wanzhong returned the phone to Wen Ru.

"thank you."

"You're welcome." Wen Ru smiled, looked at her with his peripheral vision, and said the rest of the words slowly.

"Wanzhong, you must have misunderstood. The person making the deal with you is not me."

"..."

What! ? ? ? ?

Cheng Wanzhong's eyes widened and he looked at Wen Li with disbelief, "You...what do you mean?"

Wen Ruo told her what happened in the elevator that day and told her that he had settled Mr. Liu and she was free now.

Cheng Wanzhong was silent for a long time after listening.

"So, I owe you 50 now?" she asked.

Wen Ru raised his eyebrows, feeling that the little girl's focus was quite strange.

"It is."

"So your surname is not Liu?"

"Well, my surname is Wen, Wen Zhu."

"..."

Cheng Wanzhong covered his face with his hands and wailed, "50, I have to work for several years to pay it back."

After saying this, she sighed bitterly, "Sure enough, the price of freedom is huge."

He smiled and said nothing.

It was the right thing to cut off her beard in the elevator that day. Such a silly little girl would probably not end well if she fell into the hands of that man.

Wen Zhu didn't know what was going on, but he really liked this pistachio.

She just said that her family was bankrupt and she might as well help her. Wen Ru thought to herself, doesn't she still want to be the second generation of rich people?

As soon as he returned to Linjiang Villa, Cheng Wanzhong went upstairs and locked himself in his room.

She had to carefully calculate how long she would have to work to pay off the money she owed Wen Ru.

She originally wanted to go home, but now she can't go back at all.

If she went back now, wouldn't it be like defaulting on her debt?

Creditors are always afraid that the borrower will run away.

After Wen Ruo sent Cheng Wanzhong back to Linjiang Villa, he went to the airport. Two hours later, a black Bentley drove into the parking lot in front of the villa.

The driver got out of the car first and opened the back seat door. Wen Ruo came out holding a little boy.

The little boy was about four years old. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and was sleeping soundly in Wen Sui's arms.

The driver went around to the passenger seat, opened the door and took out a small luggage bag. This was the luggage for the pilgrimage.

Aunt Rong was still awake. When she saw Wen Rui coming back with a baby, she asked in surprise, "Sir, where can I get a baby from?"

"It's at my friend's house. Wan Zhong didn't mean that she was bored. Find her a companion." Wen Ru replied.

He originally wanted Xu Yu and her sister to come over to play, but unfortunately, Lu Chun returned to Lu's house.

Aunt Rong: "..."

This is too small.

Sir, do you really regard Miss Wan Zhong as a child?

But Aunt Rong complained in her heart, took the little guy into her arms, and looked down.

"This child is really good-looking. I guess his parents are handsome men and women."

Wen Ru smiled and said, "No, I tried every possible means to deceive him from his father."

As for Huo Tingsen's protective attitude, if it weren't for his high rank and Xu Yu's explanation, this little guy would definitely not be here today.

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The next day.

Seven in the morning.

Cheng Wanzhong got up with two dark circles under his eyes.

She had a nightmare all night, in which a big pie kept chasing her.

She almost got distracted in her dream!

She was in a bad mood today and even forgot to tidy up the bed after changing clothes.

He reached the door, opened it, and was about to take a step out when he suddenly bumped into something soft.

I looked down and saw that it was a child.

The little boy is probably of mixed race. He has a handsome face at a young age and a pair of dark green pupils which are very rare in China.

Cheng Wanzhong suddenly woke up, opened his eyes wide, and squatted down.

"Whose kid are you from? So cute."

Cheng Wanzhong touched the child's head.

"Sister." Chaochao remembered Wen Ru's instructions and wanted to be friends with this beautiful sister.

So the little guy immediately showed his kindness to his beautiful sister.

Cheng Wanzhong felt refreshed by the soft sister's call.

Sure enough, kids are made of candy.

Cheng Wanzhong curled his lips and picked up the child, "No matter whose family you belong to, you belong to my family now."

Cheng Wanzhong carried the child downstairs, where Aunt Rong was preparing breakfast.

"Miss Wanzhong, you're awake. Oh, little ancestor, why didn't I see you for a while? You ran upstairs. What if you fall down?"

Although Aunt Rong didn't know whose child Chaochao was, she had heard that her husband's friends in City B all had high status.

There was no guarantee that this child belonged to some big boss, so she didn't dare to neglect him.