After a flash marriage, rich wives also have to work hard to build a career

"Teacher Xiao Tao in our class said that if mom is tired, just kiss her and she won't be tired anymore!"

His eyes were bright: "What now? Is mom okay now?"

Ling Wanwan scratched his nose: "Thank you Lele, mom is not tired anymore. Thank you Lele for injecting energy into mom!"

Lele happily waved her fist: "Lele likes mom, mom is the best!"

Ling Wanwan changed her tone: "When we Lele grow up, we will also protect our mother, right?"

"Yeah! Lele will always protect mom!"

"Then if that's the case, you should go to bed now. Only by sleeping more and eating well can you grow taller and protect your mother in the future, right?"

Lele pursed her lips and thought for a moment. The huge sense of responsibility still overshadowed her desire to continue playing. She nodded reluctantly: "Okay! But mom, you have to sleep with Lele!"

Ling Wanwan felt relieved and took him to take a bath first, then told him stories while coaxing him to sleep.

At ten o'clock in the evening, after finally staying until Lele was sleeping soundly, she gently took out her numb arms, tucked the child into a quilt, and walked out of the child's bedroom.

There was still a dim wall lamp on in the living room.

This was her first day at Kuang's house, but she was carried around by her children the whole time. She didn't even know where she would wash up at night, let alone where she would sleep.

I didn't eat much dinner, and now I feel a little hungry.

So she tiptoed downstairs, found the kitchen according to her memory, opened the refrigerator, took out a carton of milk, opened it and drank it.

"Cold milk is bad for your appetite."

Kuang Mingxuan's voice sounded low.

Ling Wanwan was startled, and the milk carton in her hand suddenly fell to the ground. Her feet slipped, and she made a big move like a dog eating shit.

Kuang Mingxuan, who was on the side, strode forward quickly with quick eyes and hands. He held her waist with one hand and put the other hand on the island behind her.

Ling Wanwan, who was still in shock, looked steadily at the man who was heroically saving the beauty in front of her. The distance between the two of them had never been so close. Under the shallow light in the living room, less than a foot away, what she saw was that this man was as deep as water. , dark eyes, high nose and thin lips.

Well, if there is any genetic similarity between this man and Lele, it is probably because of his good skin!

Lele is still young, and her beautiful skin looks cute and tight.

The man in front of him already has the charm of a mature man, and he has the good looks to be the leading actor in movies and TV shows.

"Have you seen enough?"

Kuang Mingxuan didn't know that at that moment, Ling Wanwan was having a competition in appearance between him and Lele in his mind. He only knew that the woman in front of him had very fiery eyes, but their postures at the moment were so different. How embarrassing.

"Ah... ah?"

Ling Wanwan, who finally came to her senses, blushed and stood upright while holding on to the island platform.

The poor milk carton was lying on the ground, milk still gurgling out.

"Oh, what a pity!"

Ling Wanwan immediately picked up the milk carton in a hurry, shook it, and found that there was still a little bit left in it, so she put the box on the table and turned around to find a rag to wipe the floor.

Kuang Mingxuan quietly retreated to the back, not disturbing her work.

"If you have the habit of drinking milk before going to bed, you can tell Uncle Song."

Ling Wanwan was furious: "What's more, if you hadn't scared me, how could I have been so wasteful!"

"I didn't expect that you were so easily frightened, or that throwing things was your characteristic habit..."

"When will I throw..."

Ling Wanwan stopped midway in her retort and turned off the engine.

Well, the last time we met, she fell down, threw her cell phone, and lost 20 yuan.

Kuang Mingxuan turned around and went to make coffee.

"Well, Mr. Kuang, I have something to tell you."

Ling Wanwan finally prepared for the ideological struggle and felt that there were some things that they should speak openly and clearly.

Kuang Mingxuan didn't even look back: "You said it."

"Say it here?"

Kuang Mingxuan: "What if it's not the case?"

Ling Wanwan looked around, thinking that she saw a lot of people during the meal. In addition to the housekeeper, Uncle Song, there were three or four other servants. If they got up in the middle of the night and heard...

Kuang Mingxuan made the coffee and turned around with the coffee cup in hand.

"I don't like the crowds. Everyone else lives in a side building."

Side building?

So this means that at this moment, there are only three of them in this villa with three floors above ground and two floors underground, where every word is echoed and even thieves will get lost when they come in?

Wait, before she moved in, there were only Kuang Mingxuan and Lele?

Wouldn’t a child under four years old be afraid?

Kuang Mingxuan was very patient and quietly watched Ling Wanwan in a daze as if her thoughts were spreading.

"Well, that's it."

Ling Wanwan organized her words:

"When we decided to cooperate before, we were still a little impulsive, so some things were not made clear, such as...how long is the probation period for us to get married? How long does it take to expire? What do I need to do specifically... "

There seemed to be a hint of amusement in Kuang Mingxuan's deep eyes.

She immediately reflected after a moment's pause, frantically making amends:

"No, I mean...that, I mean...I thought you would choose to keep it a secret or something, but when I saw you say that directly to Uncle Song today, I don't know what you meant...just... …that is……"

She actually wanted to say: "Brother, I am not saying this because I want to be your real wife, nor am I interested in your body." But it seemed that she couldn't say these words directly in front of the other party, so she spoke in a roundabout way. It's not her strong point, so the words become more and more incoherent.

"Okay, I see."

Kuang Mingxuan finally put down his coffee cup.

"You want to ask me where you're going to sleep tonight."

Probably...yeah.

Ling Wanwan felt that her face should have turned red.

Kuang Mingxuan asked her in turn: "Why did you quit your job in the hospital?"

Ling Wanwan opened her mouth, not understanding what the other party meant.

Brother, didn’t you ask me to resign?

"You and I have only met three times. I sent people to find out about you, but you know nothing about me. Under such circumstances, even if you agree to cooperate with me, you should maintain the most basic vigilance , to ensure your own retreat, rather than putting all your efforts into it.”

The corners of Ling Wanwan's mouth twitched, feeling that what he said made sense, but she couldn't help but retort: ​​"Twice."

"what?"

"When we decided to cooperate, we met twice, not three times."

Kuang Mingxuan unexpectedly smiled.

"Okay, then why are you so unwary of someone you've only met twice?"

"I--"

You're not satisfied that you're not wary. Are you making a fool of yourself?

What's more, she was surrounded by enemies on all sides at that time, so how could she be wary? What was the use of being wary? It couldn't be used as money!

"I'm a businessman, so I won't do business at a loss. You are my wife, and I hope you can maintain the most basic vigilance towards others in the future, no matter how close that person is to you. Anyone who has intentions for you There are far more people than you think, and people with dark hearts are darker than you think.”

Ling Wanwan felt as if she was listening to the instructions of her elders. There was something wrong with this feeling.

But what did he say?

"You are my wife"?

Why did he get into the role so quickly?

What an amazing man!

Kuang Mingxuan seemed to have finished what he wanted to say, so he opened the refrigerator door, took out a carton of milk, and threw it into the microwave oven nearby.

"There are two master bedrooms on the third floor. I live in one. The other one has been cleaned out. You can live there temporarily."

"If you need anything, just tell Uncle Song at any time."

The microwave oven finished its work with a ding.

He took out the milk, handed it to Ling Wanwan, turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

Ling Wanwan held the warm milk in her hands and finally couldn't hold it back:

"Kuang Mingxuan!"