Love Burns Out: Mr. Li Loves Me

The two of them went downstairs in this manner. The servants looked in the direction of the sound and smiled secretly with a tacit understanding.

This is really like a husband trying to coax his wife who is having a bad temper.

……

The servants quickly served the meal and Li Zhengting asked everyone to leave. In the past, he never thought it was a big deal to have a group of servants waiting on him while he ate.

Ever since Wen Rong came back from the hospital for the first time, he had subtly changed his habit of being surrounded by people since childhood.

The dining table was also replaced with one that was only two meters wide, so that as long as one stretched their legs a little, they could touch each other's calves under the table.

Li Zhengting was eating delicious dishes, but his eyes were always on Wen Rong.

It's like a hungry wolf sees a piece of fat prey and is struggling to decide where to take the bite.

Wen Rong kept her head down and concentrated on eating, pretending not to see his naked gaze.

Li Zhengting picked up a piece of white fish stuffed with milk and put it in her bowl. "Don't you like this fish the most? This is the specialty of the chef at home. Try it and see if you like it."

Wen Rong looked at the fish stuffed with milk. The crystal white fish meat was very tempting, and the milky aroma aroused her appetite.

But Wen Rong didn't touch it. He calmly used the other end of his chopsticks to pick up the fish and put it on an empty plate beside him.

"I don't like eating this kind of fish anymore. It has too many bones. I have to pick too many bones every time. Even if it is delicious, it is not worth wasting half a meal to eat it."

God knows, Wen Rong had absolutely no other meaning when he said this, it could be simply summed up in three words - too troublesome.

But the speaker has no intention, and the listener has intention.

The man opposite put down his chopsticks with a thud. Wen Rong knew that this was a sign that he was unhappy.

"Why? It's only right to put in some effort for expensive and delicious things, not to mention time, which is the least valuable thing. Honey, you don't have to do it yourself. The servants employed by the Li family are not just for show."

Wen Rong pursed her lips and put down her chopsticks, "No need, I'm done eating, you take your time."

Wen Rong stood up and left her seat. Li Zhengting picked up the red wine glass and shook it gently, "Stop."

Wen Rong stopped.

"I spent so much money and thought, but I couldn't even get a good face. Mrs. Li wants to pretend to be nice to me in front of me and draw a clear line in private, right?"

Wen Rong seemed to be struck in the heart and for a moment she forgot to react.

"You wanted to go back to you and continue to be Mrs. Li. I did it. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

Li Zhengting stopped and stared at her.

Yes, she was as obedient and well-behaved as before, even more knowledgeable and tactful than before. She never made pitiful expressions, let alone looked at him with that affectionate gaze that could drown someone.

Logically, he should be happy.

In their circle, especially the men in the top powerful class, most of them will take this path.

That is, when you are young, marry a wife with a family background equal to your own. It doesn’t matter if her family background is lower, but she must be sensible, and it is best if the two of you have no feelings for each other.

Because only in this way can something like a marriage be maintained.

After a few years of stability, the two will have one or two children.

At this time, no matter whether the previous wife is a strong woman or a canary, her only task is to raise the next generation of heirs of the family.

Women who are older and have given birth naturally lose their charm and cannot keep their powerful husbands.

At this time, one must be tolerant enough towards the new mistress that your husband keeps.

If the husband is annoyed or fed up, a sensible wife has to step in to resolve the situation.

If this trend continues, Wen Rong at this stage is definitely the best example of this trend.

If his brothers and friends saw this, they would definitely envy him for having such a sensible wife.

……

Wen Rong didn't know why Li Zhengting had become more and more moody recently and she couldn't guess his mood at all.

The servant saw that the couple, who had been fine just now, became unhappy again in the middle of their meal.

Looking at Wen Rong standing there, the maid tried to persuade her, "Madam, it's normal for a couple to quarrel."

Wen Rong was stunned. This was the first time she heard such a statement.

She actually didn't agree with it. If that was true, then why didn't her parents ever quarrel?

From childhood to adulthood, whenever my stepmother got angry, my father would put away his image of an entrepreneur who had the final say in public and transform himself into a model husband who doted on his wife, and he never gave my stepmother the cold shoulder.

They are both old, but they are still very much in love.

Otherwise, Wen's mother would not have tried her best to preserve Wen's father's life's work.

But this doesn't apply to her at all.

The servant could see that the wife didn't believe him, so she continued tentatively, "If you don't believe me, think about what happened a month ago. At that time, the husband and wife could only see each other two or three times a month, and when they did, they didn't even talk, let alone quarrel."

The couple both have the same superior top-notch looks. When they just stand there, they look like they walked out of a medieval oil painting.

"The relationship between husband and wife needs some small setbacks to keep deepening. I think it's actually a good thing! But men are all very proud. Sometimes, even if they know they are wrong, they will still be stubborn..."

Wen Rong did not comment.

She poured herself a glass of red wine and took a full sip. It was mellow, slightly sweet, and full of flavor.

She forced herself to drink it. Perhaps some things were easier to face after being drunk.

She could hardly drink anything. Even if she only drank a glass of light red wine, when she finished drinking and went upstairs, her steps on the stairs felt as soft as if she were stepping on clouds.

Pushing open the door of the room, Wen Rong saw Li Zhengting half lying on the head of the bed, flipping through the tablet computer to browse current affairs information.

When I saw the lively blush on her beautiful and radiant little face, I knew she had been drinking.

He put the tablet down and stared at her intently.

The way Li Zhengting looks at people is very sexy.

Wen Rong knew that she couldn't escape tonight...

Li Zhengting did not conceal the anxiety in his eyes at all.

Maybe it was because I was drunk and my reaction was slow, so the resistance in my heart was reduced.

Wen Rong staggered towards the bathroom. The bathtub was already filled with water. She shook her head.

Decided to use the shower.

When Li Zhengting opened the door and came in, he found Wen Rong under the shower, angrily struggling with the pearl button on her chest that she couldn't unbutton.

Looking at her graceful figure under her wet clothes, his throat rolled a few times and his breathing became heavy...

He came behind Wen Rong and gathered her scattered hair together with his hot hands.

Wen Rong just looked up at him with misty eyes.

There was not a single distracting thought in his eyes.

It makes him look more like a beast.

Li Zhengting sneered secretly, where does the purity between husband and wife come from?

Hawkeye narrowed dangerously and turned around to close the bathroom door completely.