The sweetheart of a strong president

"You're not a little girl anymore, where do you get your confidence from?" Lin Zihan mocked her.

"You don't believe it? Fine, you'll regret it one day!"

Lin Zihan spoke toughly, but he was actually worried in his heart, wondering who might be the possible person.

"You can make me believe it if you want me to. But tell me what that person is like?"

"He's handsome, tall, gentle, wears glasses, about forty years old. Do you know him?"

Lin Zihan guessed it was Zhang Ming. The last time he and Han Sheng saw him together, Han Sheng even compared him with Zhang Ming and advised him to take care of himself!

How could he have forgotten this! Damn it! She shouldn't have been allowed to go today, let alone be the honorary principal.

But, once something is said, it is hard to undo it, isn’t it?

"Is he as handsome as me?" He looked at her wickedly.

"Then I'll have to compare them carefully."

She walked up to her husband and held his face.

"My nose is taller than yours, my eyes are bigger than yours, my mouth is sexier than yours, and…"

"Su Wan, you're so bold. If I don't punish you, you'll feel itchy again..."

Lin Zihan held her tightly and kissed her forcefully. The kiss was soft, gentle, and affectionate.

"Honey, don't provoke me, I'm jealous! Don't praise others, please, I'm the only one for you."

Su Wan also kissed him, "When did Mr. Lin become so unconfident that he can't even take a joke?"

"I know you're joking, but it sounds so harsh."

"Then you have to be nice to me, otherwise..."

Su Wan interrupted him mischievously.

"I swear to God, I've been so bad to you! Do you want me to take out my heart and show it to you to see if it's hot and red?"

"Okay, no need to bother, there's no need to take it out, I can just listen to it."

She reached out to unbutton his shirt and put her ear against his chest, which made him feel very anxious.

"The heartbeat is very fast and strong." She touched it again with her hand.

"The body temperature is rising! One percent higher than normal..." She knew he was jealous and kept teasing him.

"Su Wan, have you had enough? You are so mean! I feel bad, I can't bear it anymore!"

He didn't want to endure it any longer and was about to execute her on the spot when he heard a silent voice.

"Daddy kiss."

It was Lin Sheng. He had been standing next to the two of them at some point, looking up at them.

They both looked down and the little one was grinning.

"Daddy kisses mommy, and the baby wants to kiss her too."

Lin Zihan looked at his wife meaningfully, squatted down, picked up the child, and kissed him again and again.

"Kiss mom." Lin Zihan said.

The child leaned over and kissed his mother.

Su Wan wanted to hug him, but he backed off.

"Daddy holds the baby, mommy can't hold the baby."

He stuffed the snacks in his hand into his father's mouth.

"Do you have any more? Give one to mom."

The child spread his hands to indicate that there was no more.

"You little heartless boy, your mother has suffered so much in her arms, go downstairs and get it."

The little guy got off Lin Zihan shyly and went downstairs.

"Open your mouth!"

Lin Zihan pinched Su Wan's chin and stuffed the food in his mouth into her mouth.

"Does my husband smell good?"

"I'm getting drunk, help me up!"

She pretended to fall over, and the two of them tangled together and laughed.

The little guy really came up again, carrying a bunch of snacks, probably prepared by the servants for him.

"Snacks, eat!"

"Who should I give the baby to first?" said Dad.

"This time, give it to mom first." said the baby.

Lin Zihan praised him for being sensible, but before he finished speaking, the little kid didn't finish his words.

"Mom, feed Dad."

"Okay, Mommy feeds Daddy."

With pretended anger, Su Wan gently stuffed a nut still in its shell into his mouth.

Lin Zihan didn't care at all. He gently peeled off the shell with his teeth, carefully picked out the flesh inside, and then gently put it into his wife's mouth.

"Come again, taste your husband," he whispered.

Su Wan's heart was filled with sweetness.

She knew that after meeting a good man like Lin Zihan, how could she ever even look at other men?

Just like Zhang Ming, although he was indeed good-looking, his eyes always made her feel uncomfortable, making her want to escape.

"Oh, this tastes really good, I love it and can't give it up!"

The man stroked the woman's hair, half helpless and half doting, and said: "You are always so good at coaxing people. You know I have no resistance to this, right?"

The lady responded with a playful laugh: "Hey, hey, we are the same!"

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The two were still joking around and enjoying themselves.

Li Ming called and stammered, saying that he had something to do, but he hesitated for a long time.

"Mr. Li, if you have something to say, just say it. Don't hesitate."

"It's... about Mr. Liu..."

When Lin Zihan heard that it was related to Brother Liu Hao, he thought something was going on and pricked up his ears to listen.

"Mr. Li, hurry up and speak!" Su Wan urged Li Ming.

"Mr. Liu has personally drawn a series of portraits of you and has delivered them to me. He hopes that I can use these beautiful portraits to design our product promotional materials. I would like to ask for your opinion."

"Then send me those portraits and I'll tell you after I take a look at them."

Mr. Li quickly sent Su Wan's portrait over.

Lin Zihan hurriedly moved closer to take a look, admiring it and praising it highly.

"My wife is so beautiful!"

Brother Liu Hao really put his heart into it.

His masterpieces showcase Su Wan's grace in different styles: the elegance in oil painting, the playfulness in cartoons, the elegance in ink paintings... Each one is carefully portrayed and breathtakingly beautiful.

Lin Zihan looked at these portraits, then at his wife beside him, intoxicated by the beauty. He could no longer tell whether the people in the paintings were more charming because of the real people, or whether the real people were more charming because of the portraits in the paintings.

At this moment, he even forgot who created all these paintings!

It took a long time for Lin Zihan to come back to his senses from admiring the paintings.

"Why does he draw you? Who gave him this right?" There was obvious displeasure in Lin Zihan's tone, as if he was questioning Su Wan, or as if he was talking to himself. His anger seemed to have no suitable outlet.

"Is President Lin angry?" Su Wan asked in a teasing tone, with a smile on her face, staring at him with a wicked smile.

“Isn’t it obvious to me? You are my wife, but you have always been in his heart!?” Lin Zihan was dissatisfied, even angry.

"Even though he's already behind bars, he still makes me worry. Did I dig up his family's ancestral grave in my previous life?" Lin Zihan's anger became more and more obvious.

Su Wan stood aside, looking at Lin Zihan's appearance, and couldn't help but smile evilly.

She whispered, "My dear, what he treasures in his heart is just a portrait, but I am a living person right in front of you, within your reach and visible to your eyes."