Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

Shen Rongche's tone was low, accompanied by the sea breeze, he had a different feeling.

Zhang Mo'er hugged Shen Rongche's neck, and said in a low voice: "I've been talking for a long time, President Shen, have you finished?"

Shen Rongche laughed, "Yes."

"That's good, I'm hungry."

Zhang Mo'er touched her stomach, she had been hungry for almost a day.

During the few days when she was in a coma, she was lying down all the time, but nothing happened.

When a person wakes up, he will be hungry easily.

What's more, she has gone through a lot of bad things this day, and she can be regarded as a hero among women if she can persist until now.

Shen Rongche pondered for a while, then took Zhang Mo'er's hand and walked to the back of the car, opened the trunk, which was full of snacks for the little guy.

This little guy probably planned it long ago and wanted to hide in the trunk, so he put a lot of snacks in it in advance to cover it up.

This baby's IQ is too high, and sometimes it's not very good.

Zhang Mo'er looked at Shen Rongche with a sullen face, and took out packs of puffed food.

Shen Rongche never touched this kind of thing, Zhang Mo'er laughed, knowing that it was the little guy's handwriting without even thinking about it.

It's only been a few hours, but I didn't see the little guy and I missed him a little bit.

Shen Rongche dug out for a long time, but found that there was nothing to eat, and then his face turned dark.

He was too excited before and forgot to think about Zhang Mo'er's survival.

Now it's all right, the dignified president of the Emgrand Group, who can't even feed his own women, where is he going to save his face?
This is a fishing village, if they rushed back overnight, Zhang Mo'er might starve to death.

Zhang Mo'er twitched, wanting to see what Shen Rongche would do.

It's impossible to catch fish in the sea by yourself, right?

"Don't frown, these things are enough for me."

Zhang Mo'er said to Shen Rongche with a smile, it was really embarrassing for Shen Rongche to look for food here.

Shen Rongche looked at the lights not far away, then closed the trunk.

"boarding."

Zhang Mo'er followed obediently.

"where to?"

"Take you to find something to eat."

Outside is the endless coast. The fishermen nearby should have closed their doors to sleep. Where can they eat?

Zhang Mo'er was a little worried.

What's more unfortunate is that the weather was not good, halfway through the car, before reaching the gate of the fishing village, it started to rain.

Zhang Moer jokingly said to Shen Rongche: "It seems that God wants us to stay here."

"If you like to stay here, we can stay here for a few days."

"Really?"

Zhang Mo'er was a little moved. She had always wanted to vacation by the sea, but she didn't have a chance.

If it is possible this time, her dream will come true.

"However, it's a pity that Xiaoyi and Maimai are not here."

Zhang Moer murmured.

Shen Rongche didn't speak, but he listened to Zhang Mo'er's words in his heart.

That little guy really came to snatch Zhang Mo'er from him.

It's rare for Shen Rongche to be jealous, and it's still against a child!
But seeing Zhang Mo'er's regretful eyes, he still softened his heart.

Forget it, take that little guy over tomorrow.

Zhang Mo'er's happiness is more important than anything else.

By the time they poured down the fishing village, the rain had subsided.

Zhang Mo'er turned her head to look at Shen Rongche, wanting to see what he was doing.

Shen Rongche took off his suit jacket, got out of the car and ran to Zhang Moer's side.

"Come on, get out of the car first."

Zhang Mo'er hid in Shen Rongche's arms, Shen Rongche supported his coat, and the two ran to the door of a house together.

Shen Rongche knocked on the door, and soon someone opened the door.

It's an old lady with silver hair.

"You are?"

The old man was a little wary of the two uninvited guests, they were unfamiliar faces after all.

Zhang Mo'er then smiled and said to the old man: "Grandma, we came here to play, it was too late and we couldn't find a place to stay. Can I stay here for one night?"

"This……"

The old man was a little hesitant. These days, there are so many bad guys, how can they just keep them at home?

"We can pay you for your accommodation."

Seeing the old man hesitate, Shen Rongche added.

The old man immediately blamed: "Look at what you young man said, it's just a one-night stay, how can I ask for your accommodation fee!"

After looking at Zhang Mo'er a few more times, as if thinking of something, her eyes lit up, and then she opened the door.

"Come in, it's still raining outside, be careful of catching a cold."

Zhang Mo'er and Shen Rongche exchanged glances, then walked in.

The old man lived in a very simple house, and the furniture inside looked very old, probably more than ten years old.

But the house was kept very clean by the old man, and it looked very comfortable at first glance.

"Grandma, your house is so clean!"

Zhang Mo'er said sweetly to the old man that maybe her grandma and grandma passed away very early, so she felt extra kind to the old man.

The old man said with a smile: "Sit down quickly, I will pour you a cup of hot water to warm your body."

"Ache, although this house looks simple, the construction method is a common construction method used by coastal residents, and it is very distinctive."

Zhang Mo'er couldn't help but analyze the architectural structure of this room. Perhaps Zhang Mo'er's hands were itchy after not drawing for a long time.

Shen Rongche nodded, "This house has a history of many years. It is a traditional coastal residential structure. In the future, we can build a house like this by the sea."

Zhang Mo'er shook her head and said, "It's not that easy, just because of the age of this room, we can't imitate it."

The old man smiled and brought two glasses of water over.

"Girl, I see that you look familiar, have you been here before?"

Zhang Mo'er was taken aback, then smiled and shook her head, "Grandma, this is my first time here."

Then the old man didn't seem to care, and looked at Shen Rongche again, "Young man, I see that you always have a cold and expressionless face, and it seems familiar. Have you been here before?"

When Zhang Mo'er heard the old man's evaluation of Shen Rongche, the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching. The old man really had piercing eyes and described it perfectly.

Shen Rongche saw Zhang Mo'er's crazily holding back her laughter, and scratched Zhang Mo'er's nose.

"Laugh if you want to, don't hold back your body."

Then he turned to the old man and said, "I've been here before, but I haven't seen grandma."

The old man propped his chin in regret, "I see, it seems that I am getting old, I remember wrongly."

This topic was put aside immediately, and the old man began to care about their marriage again.

"I see that you two look like a couple, are you married?"

"almost."

Before Zhang Mo'er could speak, Shen Rongche replied directly.

Zhang Mo'er glared at Shen Rongche, and muttered, "Who wants to marry you?"

The old man was amused, "Look at the young couple fighting and fighting, that is happiness. My old lady likes to watch you young people fighting and fighting, and life will be popular."