Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Wen Cheng's head suddenly went blank.

She was holding her lips in disbelief, and looked at Brother Jiang in a daze.

She trembled and asked a little excitedly: "You...are you really willing...will you let me be your girlfriend for the next three days?"

Brother Jiang nodded: "I'm willing to..."

Wen Orange's disappointed eyes turned red, and she desperately held back the tears flowing in her eyes.

She pinched her palm fiercely to keep herself calm.

She bowed to Brother Jiang very seriously: "Thank you, Brother Jiang, thank you for giving me this opportunity."

Brother Jiang smiled helplessly, and felt a little distressed by Wencheng.

This girl, she is almost the same age as Lan Xiao, she is even younger than Lan Xiao.

If these three days can really make up for her regret.

Of course he is willing to fulfill her.

In his whole life, he is destined to be someone who cannot get a complete love.

If he can save a person, why not do it?

This is how Jiang Ge and Wen Cheng reached an agreement. Because Jiang Ge still has work to do today, Jiang and Wen Cheng discussed it well and went on to work.

Wen Cheng stayed in the hotel all day, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring blankly at the rain outside the window.

Suddenly, she thought of Fu Ling.

Thinking of the majestic rain that night, and even more of that, in the rain, his lonely eyes were so bright.

Thinking about it, Wen Cheng gradually felt a pain in her heart.

She frowned and lowered her eyes, condensing her heart.

What's wrong with her?

Why did she feel so uncomfortable when she thought of Fu Ling?

Doesn't she dislike him?

So now, why would she think of him without warning, and then feel so uncomfortable?

Wen Cheng was puzzled, sleepless all night.

On the second day, Brother Jiang really put aside his work for the time being as they agreed, and planned to spend the three days with Wen Orange.

Wen Cheng got up early, she washed up and put on a set of light clothes, and then she cooked herself in the kitchen in the presidential room and made breakfast for Brother Jiang.

In the past, she didn't like cooking, but she once heard others say that if you want to grab a man's heart, you must grab his stomach.

Wen Cheng worked hard to practice cooking for this sentence.

At that time, in addition to learning how to cook with Wen's mother, she also specially applied for a cooking training.

Thinking of that passionate time, Wen Cheng couldn't help but smile.

She gathered her mind and made breakfast for Brother Jiang seriously.

In fact, after several inquiries, she knew Jiang's taste.

Brother Jiang doesn't seem to like Western food, but he prefers Chinese food.

Therefore, Wencheng personally made a lot of Chinese snacks, such as steamed buns, fried dumplings, siu mai, vegetable cakes, freshly squeezed soy milk, and porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat that had been boiled for several hours.

For this breakfast, Wen Cheng was very attentive.

She knew that if she didn't do it now, she would really have no chance in the future.

It was not dawn and started to make it. At 8 or 9 in the morning, Wen Cheng finally finished the hearty breakfast at this table.

She has a sense of accomplishment. Looking at the food at that table, her nose feels a little sour.

She pursed her lips and smiled, secretly scolding herself for nothing.

Then, she went into the room and took a shower again and put on a beautiful dress.

She was very fast and put on another light makeup.