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

Cheng Wanzhong thought for a while and told Wen Li about the woman who came to Linjiang Villa today.

"She said this is the wedding room for you and her. Wen Zhu, isn't it a bit inappropriate for Chaochao and I to live here?" Cheng Wanzhong said.

It was clear between her words that she wanted to move away.

As long as you're still in city A, it's not considered debt evasion, right?

Wen Ru put Chaochao on the bed and rubbed his little head, "Do you want to live in a hotel dormitory with your little aunt? There is no ice cream there."

"No." Chaochao shook his head immediately.

He wants to eat ice cream.

Cheng Wanzhong's mouth twitched.

How did he know she wanted to live in a hotel dormitory?

Besides, why don’t you buy some ice cream if you don’t have ice cream in the dormitory?

Wen Ru then looked at Cheng Wanzhong and said, "There is nothing inappropriate. She has never lived in it, so it is not considered a wedding house. Besides, my grandpa originally gave me another building in the community, and I bought this one newly." .”

"Oh." Cheng Wanzhong pursed his lips, "Um, Wen Ru...Mr. Wen, I live here, how much rent are you going to charge me?"

"Rent?" Wen Ru raised an eyebrow, as if he hadn't thought about it at all.

"Yes, rent."

"No, just live in peace, I'm not short of money."

Wen Ru replied, then reached out and poked the child's cheek, "Chaochao, let your little aunt play with you, uncle is gone."

Wen Ru stood up straight and looked at Cheng Wanzhong, "Don't think too much, practice your cooking skills again, I don't want you to destroy the sign of my hotel."

"No way, I cook delicious food." Cheng Wanzhong retorted.

She is a dynamite keg that will explode at the drop of a hat.

Wen Ru smiled and left without saying anything.

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Wen's old house.

"I heard Dr. Li said you have a son?" the old man asked.

Ask and practice calligraphy at the same time.

Wen Ru felt that the scene at this time was very abnormal. In the past, whenever the old man talked about this topic, his face would always glow with excitement.

Why are you so calm this time?

Wen Ruo sat down on the Taishi's chair, poured himself a cup of tea, picked it up, blew it twice, raised his hand and took a sip.

"What does grandpa think?"

"Illegitimate child!" The old man was shocked and dropped the brush in his hand. He looked at the grandson with extremely complicated eyes.

I heard Old Man Li say that the little girl in Linjiang Villa looks quite young, but the child looks four or five years old.

The old man didn't want to admit that his grandson was a beast.

But the reality of what this kid did is...

The old man sighed and looked at Wen Li, "Things have already happened. It's no use what grandpa says. But you, I'm sorry for the mother and son."

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" Wen Ruo laughed, "The child Uncle Li is talking about belongs to Huo San'er's family."

Old man: "..."

White was happy.

"What's going on with the little girl in Linjiang Villa?"

"My family is bankrupt, so I'm staying at my place temporarily."

"Really?" The old man didn't believe in pure friendship between men and women.

"Otherwise? What else can I do?"

The old man sighed, his hopes failed again.

I envy Old Man Huo.

As soon as Wen Ru left the old man's study, he met the fourth bedroom of Xi Yuancheng at the door.

Zhao Yanshi, the fourth roommate, is 35 years old and is the secretary.

Although Wen Yuancheng is very carefree, he is very dedicated in inheriting property.

He had already made a will, and after his death, all his property belonged to Wen Ru.

Therefore, the other families wanted to place people around Wen Ruo for the sake of the will.

And the best way to install someone is to give her a woman.

"Wen Ru, I heard that your father intends for you to marry Miss Tong, right?" Zhao Yanshi asked, trying not to make her purpose too obvious.

Wen Ru raised his eyebrows, "Miss Zhao, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."

His words were merciless.

Zhao Yanshi's face turned pale, she pinched her fingers and put on a smile again.

"Wen Ru, I..."

"Don't interfere in my affairs, otherwise I will make you lose everything you have now." Wen Ruo interrupted her and left after speaking.

Zhao Yanshi stood there and gritted her teeth.

Her son is only five years old this year, and she can't have nothing.

Wen Yuancheng left all his property to Wen Li and didn't leave a penny to them. It was obvious that he did not recognize the child she gave birth to.

She can still live in the Wen family now, but if Wen Yuancheng dies in the future, mother and son will definitely have nothing.

She had to make plans for their future now.

It would be best to ask Wen Yuancheng to change his will.

The next day, Jiang Qingqiao came to Jiang Villa again.

This time she came with a suitcase.

"Aunt Rong, I want to stay here until Wen Ru comes back. Please help me clean up the master bedroom."

Jiang Qingqiao sat down on the sofa and began to instruct the maid to do this and that, without any awareness of the guests.

"You guys change the curtains. I don't like the dark green curtains."

"The oil gourd painting above the fireplace has also been changed. I remember that Wen Ruo had a storage room, and I went to choose it myself."

"Also, Aunt Rong, have you made Coke chicken wings today? They taste so good."

"This belongs to Miss Wanzhong." Aunt Rong put the Coke chicken wings on the dining table in front of Cheng Wanzhong and ignored Jiang Qingqiao at all.

Not only that, the two little maids also ignored Jiang Qingqiao.

Jiang Qingqiao also noticed something was wrong, and she was a little embarrassed.

But the embarrassment quickly disappeared.

She took the initiative to walk to Aunt Rong, hugged Aunt Rong's arm and said coquettishly, "Aunt Rong, what's wrong? I'm Qingqiao. I've missed you so much in Porto these past few years."

"Don't dare." Aunt Rong pulled out her arm and said in a calm voice, "Ms. Jiang, since you have broken up with your husband, you have nothing to do with us. Our Linjiang Villa is not a hotel, and we will not let you come or leave whenever you want. Just leave. The master bedroom is my husband’s room, you can’t live in it.”

Jiang Qingqiao's eyes twitched, "Aunt Rong..."

"Stop it, Miss Jiang, our husband already has a wife, please keep your distance from married women."

Aunt Rong pointed at Cheng Wanzhong and Chaochao who were eating chicken wings in the restaurant.

Jiang Qingqiao had long seen that Chaochao was not Wenli's child, so he smiled.

"Aunt Rong, you don't have to be like this. I know Wen Ru will not forget me."

"Really?" Suddenly a deep voice came from the door, "Miss Jiang is too confident."

Jiang Qingqiao turned around and saw that Wen Ru had walked into the living room.

"Wen Zhu, I finally see you." Jiang Qingqiao's face immediately showed joy. She walked to the man and wanted to hug him, but Wen Zhu easily dodged him.

"Jiang Qingqiao, are you forgetful?" Wen Ru asked.

Jiang Qingqiao didn't understand, "Wen Ru, what do you mean?"

"It's only been five years and you've forgotten about our breakup?"

Jiang Qingqiao's face turned pale and he quickly explained, "I didn't do it voluntarily. I was innocent. Wen Zhu, you have to listen to my explanation. My love for you is not fake."

"It doesn't matter." Wen Ru said in an understatement, "It's not like I can't live without your love! Qingqiao, I hope you can understand some sense of propriety. We have been strangers for a long time. Now, get out of my house."