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

The more Cheng Wanzhong looks at Liu Xianrou now, the more he feels that she is hypocritical.

With such exquisite manicure, a spatula in hand, and a clean apron, what kind of outfit are you wearing?

"We just met at the door." Cheng Zhengping replied cheerfully.

Liu Xianrou smiled and nodded, "So that's it. The meal is ready. Come and eat."

"Wanwan has already brought me dinner, so I won't eat it."

Cheng Zhengping took the lunch box in his hand into the kitchen, and then went upstairs to the study.

Cheng Wanzhong stood there, glanced at the spatula in Liu Xianrou's hand with only a few drops of oil, and pursed his lips:

"Auntie, thank you for your kindness. I'm going to lose weight and won't eat anymore."

After saying that, Cheng Wanzhong also went upstairs.

After two clicks were heard from upstairs, Liu Xianrou immediately stopped pretending and threw the spatula on the floor:

"Damn girl, I have to find a way to marry her off as soon as possible."

Luo Ansu agreed, "Yes, mom, Cheng Wanzhong doesn't take you seriously anymore, and now my uncle doesn't hire a nanny. Is it possible that we really have to cook for Cheng Wanzhong and serve her as our ancestor?" ah."

Now the Cheng family only has hourly workers who come to clean the house regularly, not a single servant.

In the past, Luo Ansu lived the life of a princess surrounded by stars. If life was not going well, she could take it out on the servants, but now she was asked to pretend to serve Cheng Wanzhong.

Luo Ansu couldn't swallow this breath.

Liu Xianrou squinted her eyes and had an idea in her mind.

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After the New Year, Cheng Wanzhong planned to go to City A.

Her father doesn't need her help much now, and Cheng Wanzhong still wants to return to City A to be a chef.

Cheng Wanzhong bought a ticket for the eighth day of the first lunar month.

Her dad said that the eighth day of the Lunar New Year is a good day to go out.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Cheng Wanzhong got up early and when he got downstairs, he saw Liu Xianrou sitting on the sofa drinking coffee.

"You're up Wanwan, come and sit." Liu Xianrou smiled and waved to her.

Cheng Wanzhong pursed his lips and walked over out of politeness.

"Auntie, what's the matter?"

Liu Xianrou smiled and said, "Wanwan, I've been waiting for you specially. You still don't know what the people in the circle are talking about you now."

"What?" Cheng Wanzhong covered her mouth and yawned. She was still a little sleepy.

She had a video chat with Wen Li until two o'clock last night. If Wen Huo hadn't hung up the phone on his own initiative, she could have chatted until five o'clock.

Cheng Wanzhong loved and hated the old man Wen Li.

This man is good in other aspects, but he is a bit old-fashioned at times.

Cheng Wanzhong hates sleeping on time, eating on time, and little girls need to be reserved.

Liu Xianrou glanced at her, frowned, with an angry expression on her face, "It's not because of your previous incident of 50 yuan. Now people in the circle say that you are disorderly. Wanwan, I am embarrassed to say some unpleasant words, but Now you are almost infamous in City S. What Auntie wants is that since you have a boyfriend, you should quickly discuss marriage. When you go to City A, you will be out of sight and out of mind about things in City S. "

Cheng Wanzhong pursed her lips, she didn't care about these things.

"Let them say what they say. Anyway, I just know what's going on."

Liu Xianrou had a lump in her throat. Shouldn't girls take their reputation very seriously?

Just like her, she has long made Luo Ansu a lady, always paying attention to her words and deeds.

Even if the Cheng family goes bankrupt, Luo Ansu still has a good reputation among the upper circles of the S market.

Liu Xianrou firmly believes that her daughter will be able to marry into a wealthy family in the future.

Cheng Wanzhong yawned again, "Auntie, is there anything else? I'm going to go back to bed."

What else could Liu Xianrou say? Cheng Wanzhong didn't care about her own reputation at all.

"It's okay." Liu Xianrou replied, gritting her teeth and preparing to think of another way to marry Cheng Wanzhong quickly.

If Cheng Wanzhong stayed at home for one more day, she would have to live another day of panic.

Cheng Wanzhong went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of milk and went upstairs.

Liu Xianrou gritted her teeth as she watched her back enter the room.

The daughter of Cheng Zhengping's ex-wife looks silly and careless, but is actually the most difficult to deal with.

The more desireless a person is, the harder it is for her to find her weaknesses.

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On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Cheng Wanzhong arrived at City A in the evening.

Wen Ru came to pick her up in person.

As soon as he saw Wen Zhu, Cheng Wanzhong ran into his arms, put his arms around the man's neck, and nuzzled him here and there.

"It's so cold, Wen Ru, City A is so cold. When we get old, you and I can move to City S together."

Wen Su ruffled her hair and nodded in agreement, "Okay."

Cheng Wanzhong curled his lips, stood up on tiptoes and kissed his chin, "Then take me home quickly."

"I'm afraid not. Come with me to the hospital."

Wen Su hugged her and walked out, holding her waist with his fingers, feeling that she had gained weight.

"What are you going to the hospital for?"

"Jiang Qingqiao wants to see me. We really need to understand each other. I think you have to go with me on this matter."

Cheng Wanzhong felt a little uncomfortable. She still remembered when Jiang Qingqiao locked her in the box.

The little girl pursed her lips, lowered her head, and muttered in a low voice:

"Is it okay if you don't go? I don't want you to go."

Her voice sounded aggrieved, as if she would burst into tears the next second.

Almost every girl will mind her boyfriend's ex-girlfriend.

Cheng Wanzhong is no exception.

The two walked to the car, Wen Ru stopped and pulled her in front of him.

The little girl has fair cheeks and red eyes.

Wen Ru sighed, hugged her into his arms, and patted her back.

"not going."

Cheng Wanzhong sniffed and hugged the man's broad back with both hands. Her face was pressed against the man's chest, and the faint scent of laundry detergent lingering on the tip of her nose.

"You go ahead," Cheng Wanzhong said, "I changed my mind."

"Why?" Wen Ru asked.

Cheng Wanzhong bit his lip and hugged him tighter, "I want you to be completely separated from her. After you go to the hospital today, you have to forget the past. I want you to be completely mine."

Wen Ru smiled and lowered his head to kiss her hair.

"I have been yours for a long time, Wanzhong, what a good little girl you are. Are you going to feel wronged by following me?"

Cheng Wanzhong shook his head, "I'm not aggrieved at all. Wen Zhu, it's me who likes you now. I'm the one who got what I wanted. I earned it."

"Idiot." Wen Rui clicked his tongue.

"You are stupid. If you keep calling me stupid, I will go back to being my father's little sweetheart now."

Wen Li rubbed her waist and said, "Okay, you're not stupid. I've never seen a little girl as smart as Cheng Wanzhong."

"That's pretty much it." Cheng Wanzhong got out of his arms and pushed him into the car.

"Hurry up, hurry up, break up with her as soon as possible, and I will feel at ease in the morning. Wait -" Cheng Wanzhong suddenly took Wen Li's arm and looked into his eyes seriously.

"Wen Zhu, do you really not love Jiang Qingqiao?"