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

Cheng Wanzhong pursed his lips, sat down opposite him, and did not talk to him, only talking to Aunt Rong.

"Aunt Rong, why is he back today? I'm so convinced, so annoying."

Aunt Rong was extremely worried. Why did your husband provoke Miss Wan Zhong?

The girl is still young and needs to be coaxed, sir.

"This is my home, why can't I come back? Huh? Cheng Wanzhong." Wen Ru smiled.

Suddenly I felt that this little girl looked quite cute when she was angry.

Cheng Wanzhong was very upset. She didn't want to talk to Wen Ru, so she scolded Aunt Rong while eating.

"Aunt Rong, don't look at the two-legged men on the street now. In fact, all of them can ride on eight boats, like an octopus."

Aunt Rong: "..."

How does this make her answer?

Cheng Wanzhong didn't care whether Aunt Rong spoke or not, she just continued talking.

"Really, Aunt Rong, I really doubt that these men are all octopuses. Sooner or later, I will cut off their tentacles one by one!"

Aunt Rong: "..."

Sir, please say something quickly.

It would be strange if Wen Ru couldn't tell that these words were addressed to him.

"Wanzhong, tell me, why did I provoke you?" Wen Ru said.

He really felt that he was extremely patient with this little girl.

No one dared to be angry in front of him.

Cheng Wanzhong snorted, ignored him, turned around and went upstairs.

Wen Ru: "..."

The little temper is not ordinary.

Aunt Rong frowned, glanced at Cheng Wanzhong's half-eaten breakfast, and then looked at Wen Huo.

"Sir, let me deliver it to Miss Wan Zhong."

"Ignore her." Wen Ru said.

He subconsciously raised Cheng Wanzhong as a child, "If you put some snacks in the refrigerator, she will have to go downstairs to eat at night."

Aunt Rong nodded, "Okay."

Cheng Wanzhong returned to the room and waited for a long time, but neither Aunt Rong nor Wen Ru came up.

No one came to comfort her.

Cheng Wanzhong lay on the bed, his eyes red.

She misses her father.

In the past, when her father was a little naughty, her father would coax her eight hundred times a day.

How could she be as wronged as she is now?

She wanted to go home and not like Wen Zhu anymore.

Cheng Wanzhong sniffed and couldn't hold back the tears.

She wanted to call her dad, but no need to think about it, her dad must be very busy now, and she couldn't bear to bother her dad with such trivial things.

Cheng Wanzhong lay down on the bed and pulled the quilt to cover himself.

I don't want to go to sleep.

Nothing bothers me when I fall asleep.

Ten minutes later, Cheng Wanzhong began to turn over. Fifteen minutes later, Cheng Wanzhong threw the quilt on the ground. Ten minutes later, Cheng Wanzhong sat up irritably.

So hungry.

Can't sleep.

After another 10 minutes, Cheng Wanzhong got up from the bed, walked barefoot on the carpet and came to the door.

First, he opened the door a crack, and then peeked out secretly.

Great, there's no one in the corridor.

Cheng Wanzhong looked across the way again. The door was closed, and there was probably no one inside.

In this case, either Wen Ru was in the study, or Wen Ru left Linjiang Villa.

Cheng Wanzhong hoped it was the second case. She didn't want to see this bitch now.

After waiting for 10 minutes, Cheng Wanzhong's stomach growled at least [-] times.

She pursed her lips, carefully opened the door, and walked out quietly with bare feet.

Arriving at the stairs smoothly, Cheng Wanzhong walked down the stairs along the handrail.

As she passed the corridor on the second floor, she saw a light on in the study.

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Wanzhong hoped that Wen Li was holding an extended meeting now.

Two minutes later, Cheng Wanzhong successfully arrived on the first floor.

All the lights on the first floor were turned off, and Cheng Wanzhong groped forward for fear of hitting something.

Then came to the dining room and turned on a small light.

The darkness was immediately dispersed. Cheng Wanzhong used this light to gently open the refrigerator, thought for a while, and then took out a pack of cookies from inside.

Then, Cheng Wanzhong turned off the small lights in the restaurant, squatted by the refrigerator and started eating cookies.

It clicked like a little hamster.

While eating, Cheng Wanzhong wondered whether she should go home to her father.

She misses dad.

After eating for a while, Cheng Wanzhong felt a little thirsty, so he opened the refrigerator and took a drink from it.

Just as his fingertips touched a bottle of Pepsi, a voice suddenly appeared behind him.

"There is porridge in the pot."

Immediately afterwards, the heating lights in the restaurant were turned on.

Cheng Wanzhong was startled, and the biscuit bag in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

She turned her head mechanically and saw Wen Su standing at the door of the restaurant looking at her.

He curved the corners of his lips and spoke softly.

"Aunt Rong left some rice for you. It's in the pot. Heat it yourself."

After saying that, Wen Ru turned around and left.

After a while, the figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

His appearance seemed to be to tell Cheng Wanzhong that there was rice in the pot.

"What? Appeared suddenly, like a ghost." Cheng Wanzhong muttered in a low voice.

Then close the refrigerator and heat the porridge in the pot.

Aunt Rong also left a few pieces of purple potato cakes for her. Cheng Wanzhong threw the cakes into the microwave and thanked Aunt Rong for ten thousand years in his heart.

10 minutes later. Wen Ru went downstairs again and found Cheng Wanzhong sitting behind the dining table drinking porridge.

As soon as she saw him, the little girl paused. Wen Su was afraid that she would lock herself in the room again like before.

"Okay, no matter how I offend you, it's all my fault. I apologize and have a good meal."

Cheng Wanzhong pursed his lips and lowered his head to drink the porridge.

Wen Ruo poured a glass of water and sat opposite her with the glass in hand.

It was like simply eating with Cheng Wanzhong.

Halfway through eating, Cheng Wanzhong raised his eyes to look at the man opposite him and took a deep breath, "Wen Zhu, I want to go home."

She decided to return to her father.

She stopped being a chef and went back to help her dad save the company.

Hearing this, Wen Rui's pupils shrank and his breathing seemed to be suffocated.

He felt strange.

How long has it been since then and he already can't bear to part with this pistachio?

"Have you thought about it?" Wen Li asked.

Cheng Wanzhong nodded seriously, "Think about it, I will pay back the money I owe you. When my dad makes a comeback, I will double it back to you."

Wen Ru said nothing.

Cheng Wanzhong didn't say anything anymore.

After a while, Wen Ru put down the water glass and his eyes fell on the little girl.

"Okay, I will help you arrange it."

Cheng Wanzhong curled his lips. Give him a smile.

"Thank you."

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Early the next morning, Cheng Wanzhong left.

Aunt Rong was very reluctant to let go of this little girl. Cheng Wanzhong said she would poach her away after her father made a comeback.

After Cheng Wanzhong left, Wen Ru almost never came to Lajiang Villa.

A month after Cheng Wanzhong left, Wen Li found out that Tong Ying had sent text messages to Cheng Wanzhong.

Cheng Wanzhong's new mobile phone in City A was bought by Wen Li, and the little girl didn't take it with her when she left.

The phone was clean except for two contacts, Lao Hu and Wen Hu. Wen Hu saw the text message accidentally.

On the same day, Wen Ru asked Tong Ying out.