Love Burns Out: Mr. Li Loves Me

The quarrel in the morning was not known to any third person, so when Wen Rong came down to the living room, Aunt Lan was telling Mrs. Li word by word what she had seen last night.

Wen Rong poured a glass of water and drank it, then she heard Auntie Lan say, "Young Madam is drunk and she refused to drink the honey lemonade I made. Young Master felt sorry for her, so he personally came down to make her another glass and fed her to drink!"

"Cough-cough-"

Wen Rong was choked by the water and started coughing violently, his face turning red.

Her reaction looked like she was shy. Not only Aunt Lan, but even the dignified and gentle mistress like my mother-in-law started laughing.

"Auntie Lan, what did you say? Was it... Zhengting who fed me honey water last night?" She always thought it was Auntie Lan.

Auntie Lan nodded: "More than that! Last night, the young lady's ankle was swollen, and it was the young master who called the family doctor, personally learned how to treat foot injuries, applied medicine to the young lady, and even rubbed your ankle for most of the night!"

Grandpa Li happened to come back from a walk. When he heard these words, a satisfied smile appeared on his usually serious face.

"Well, this boy is sensible and knows how to love his wife. Xiao Wen, you can't stop. Keep training him. One day he will change his mind."

Wen Rong's thoughts were in a mess. Why couldn't she remember all this clearly? It seemed that alcohol was really out of her reach.

In front of the elders, Wen Rong could only smile awkwardly.

Li Zhengting came down from upstairs and changed into a British-style three-piece suit, which made him look even more muscular and handsome.

He walked up to Wen Rong and asked with a smile, "What are you talking about so early in the morning? You look so happy!"

The next second, an arm appeared on Wen Rong's waist and held her in his arms.

Wen Rong smelled a familiar scent of cold snow mixed with the smell of tobacco. She used to like his smell very much. Every time he fell asleep, she would carefully move behind Li Zhengting, gently stretch out her little hands to hug him, and smell his scent with fascination.

Madam Li said softly, "We are discussing when you two will have a great-grandson. However, seeing how loving you two are, it probably won't be too long."

Wen Rong just felt uncomfortable at first. There was no way she would agree to have a child for Li Zhengting!

I can be born with anyone in this life except Li Zhengting!

But then she thought of something and her heart skipped a beat!

When I was doing it with Li Zhengting that night, I didn't take any precautions at all!

He is the same...

Li Zhengting was so perceptive that he immediately noticed her stiff body. He held her in his palm and gently stroked her waist, with a hint of comfort that he himself did not even notice.

But a bystander can see things more clearly. The three elders present saw it clearly. Moreover, they were all experienced people and had gone through the same thing when they were young. Even Mrs. Li, who is almost old enough to have her grandchildren, is still going through the same thing, right?

So we can see the subconscious concern of men for the women they care about.

Just a fan of the authorities.

Li Zhengting was still smiling, but there was not much smile in his eyes, and his tone was a little serious, "Don't put too much pressure on her, we are still young, let the matter of children take its course!"

Mrs. Li stopped talking. As long as Wen Rong could keep her position as her daughter-in-law, win over Zheng Ting's heart, and not get involved with dirty women, it didn't matter when she had the child.

Li Zhengting whispered to her, "Go change your clothes and go out with me later."

Aunt Lan knew that Wen Rong had no clothes at the old house, so she immediately turned around and gave Madam Li a look. Madam Li immediately understood and waved her hand: "Xiao Wen, come with me. I have a few cheongsams in my closet that would suit you very well."

Although she didn't want to go out with Li Zhengting, she couldn't bring herself to refuse in front of her elders.

After going upstairs, Mrs. Li opened the cloakroom. One wall of cabinets was filled with high-end custom-made cheongsams.

There were hundreds of them. Wen Rong was amazed for a moment when she saw the dazzling array of cheongsams!

In fact, the Wen family was not short of money before they went bankrupt. She was raised in luxury since she was a child, and everything she ate and used was the best. Her stepmother was also a famous beauty, and she had many beautiful dresses.

But compared with the Li family, they seem dwarfed by the giant.

No wonder people in North City say that the Wen family is blessed to have an alliance with the Li family.

Weng Shuyao didn't know what Wen Rong was thinking, so she casually said, "Xiao Wen, you have fair skin and are thinner than I was when I was young. You are like a walking cheongsam rack. You can pick any one you like."

Wen Rong nodded. She naturally didn't dare to be picky, besides, each piece was a unique master's work, extremely exquisite and beautiful.

Wen Rong chose a regular ankle-length, half-sleeved pearl white cheongsam. Although the style was simple, the embroidery on it was extremely delicate and exquisite.

Wen Rong looks stunning after putting it on!

Mrs. Li couldn't help but reveal a look of admiration when she saw it, and said meaningfully: "I don't know if Zheng Ting will let you go out after seeing you like this."

Aunt Lan helped Wen Rong tie her hair into a simple bun and secured it with a jade hairpin, completing the outfit.

When going downstairs, Li Zhengting was looking at the time on his watch impatiently. If he had known earlier, he would have taken her to the custom shop to get her hair done directly.

But the sound of light high-heeled shoes was heard on the stairs. Li Zhengting looked in the direction of the sound, and his deep dark eyes became even darker.

Cheongsam is the clothing that best reflects the feminine curves of women, especially when worn by someone with top-notch looks like Wen Rong, who looks like a beauty in troubled times walking out of a Republic of China pictorial.

Li Zhengting's throat rolled a few times. For the first time, he felt that the British three-piece suit he wore today was really stuffy and heavy. The restraint made his body a little hot.

He took a deep breath, pretended to be nonchalant and walked forward, grabbing her wrist and holding her small hand in his palm, not letting go until they got in the car.

In a black Rolls-Royce Phantom, even though the space was limited, the two of them were very close. Wen Rong unconsciously sat closer to the door, not wanting to get too close to him.

Li Zhengting was browsing the documents, but his eyes were always on Wen Rong.

He took the lead in breaking the ice and breaking the silent atmosphere, saying, "From now on, you are not allowed to go to places like Jazz without my permission."

Wen Rong retracted her gaze and looked at him with cold eyes, "Don't worry, next time I will definitely not go when President Li is here. After all, I can't drink much, and I don't want to be forced to drink again."

Li Zhengting lit a cigarette irritably, "Only if you drink that glass of wine will Xiu Yan let Wen Cheng go. Besides, he beat up Xiu Yan's brother, so a glass of wine is already considered as letting him go lightly. Why, do you still feel wronged?"

Wen Rong felt upset.

Yes, she had no right to feel wronged. As long as Xiao Cheng could be saved, she would not refuse even a whole bottle, let alone a glass of wine.

But the person who forced her was not someone else, but her husband.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Li Zhengting thought she was still worried, and then he puffed out smoke, "Don't worry about Xiaocheng's matter, I know Xiu Yan's character, as long as you drink it, it means that Xiaocheng has moved on.

Wen Rong calmly mocked, "If it was Chu Yan, and she was bullied for her brother, would you be willing to let her drink that glass of red wine?"

I'm afraid Li Zhengting would never have the chance to let Chu Yan appear in that kind of place.

This is the difference between Wen Rong and Chu Yan in his heart.

Hearing these words, the man looked at him with a bone-chilling gaze, his brows filled with gloom.

"Wen Rong, don't mention her."

Wen Rong did not refute, but turned her face to the window again, no longer looking at him.

Li Zhengting looked at her quiet appearance, as if all the vitality had been drained away. She was only 22 years old, why should she bother with a child who was so much younger than her?

Actually, Wen Rong is one year younger than his sister.

He suddenly thought of Wen Rong from the past, who was shy and timid, and wished that she could give all her love to herself.

He often came home very late. Every time he came home late at night, he would see the lights on in the house. Wen Rong, who was wrapped in a blanket on the sofa, was already very sleepy. But when she saw him come home, she would immediately run towards him with joy like a little deer that had found its home.

Change his shoes, prepare midnight snacks for him, and run a bath for him.

But after doing so much, I didn't even get a glance from him, or even a perfunctory reward.

"So, after one year, when we get the divorce certificate, you let me go, and I will let you go. Then you can pursue your sweetheart without any worries. Only in this way can lovers finally get married."

"Let you go? Let you go for what?"

Li Zhengting turned her little face over and said, "So that you can go out and cheat on me, huh?"

Wen Rong sneered in her heart. Didn't she wear a green hat enough in her previous life? So what if he had to wear it in this life?

When Wen Rong saw a pharmacy outside the car window, he suddenly said, "Stop the car!"

The driver waited for Li Zhengting's opinion. He nodded and then stopped the car on the side of the road. Before he could ask Wen Rong why he wanted to stop the car.

Wen Rong had already opened the car door and walked towards the pharmacy.

……

When I came back, I had a box of 24-hour emergency contraceptive pills in my hand.