Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

"What! Wen Ru brought back a woman?" Tong Ying looked at her mother Wang Cuixia with disbelief.

Wang Cuixia had already known about it beforehand and was not so shocked now, "Well, the private detective said that the person was in Linjiang Villa."

Unknown to the Wen family, mother and daughter have been using private detectives to inquire about Wen Li's whereabouts.

There is no way, this man is too difficult to control, and it is impossible for them to achieve their goals without using some means.

Tong Ying stood up suddenly and walked around the room with her eyebrows furrowed.

Seeing her nervous look, Wang Cuixia comforted her: "Yingying, we can't mess up. You also know how big the incident was in City A back then. Wen Rui has obviously been affected after so many years. Now he can't even If you don’t like her, you won’t like other women.”

"But he brought the woman into Linjiang Villa."

Tong Ying couldn't calm down. Linjiang Villa was developed by the Wen family. It was rumored that Linjiang Villa area was given to Wen Ruo as a wedding room by Mr. Wen.

She didn't even go in, but someone jumped in from behind her. Tong Ying was almost pissed to death.

"What's the matter?" Wang Cuixia said, "Yingying, I just said that we can't mess up. As long as Wen Ruo doesn't announce his marriage for a day, you will have a chance. Don't worry, your mother will definitely help you marry into Wen Rui." Home."

The Tong family is considered a wealthy family, but it is only a wealthy family. The Wen family is a wealthy family with hundreds of years of history.

Who doesn't want their children to cross class? At least Wang Cuixia wants Tong Ying to become the wife of a noble family.

Tong Ying took a deep breath and regained her composure.

She must calm down, Wen Ru is not a simple man, she and Wang Cuixia must consider the long term.

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Linjiang Villa.

Cheng Wanzhong is learning cooking from Aunt Rong, and she wants to apply for a job as a chef.

It was her father's wish when she first took the directing major. The Cheng family was a new generation of wealthy people, but her father had no education and had a low level of education.

It just so happens that this rich man likes literary and artistic films, but nowadays most of the literary and artistic films are shoddy and cannot meet her father's requirements.

So her father asked her to study directing, and she dreams every day that the Cheng family will produce an artist in the future.

But Cheng Wanzhong seemed to be deliberately going against her father. She didn't like these sour literary and artistic things. She liked to eat them.

Wen Ru said she was a little pig for no reason.

But it happened that her father wanted to train her to be a lady since she was a child. He learned a little bit about music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he would not let her enter the kitchen.

Her father was determined to raise a charming young lady who would never touch the charm of beauty.

However, the little girl Cheng Wanzhong was naturally rebellious. Except for one face that met her father's expectations, nothing else satisfied him.

"Miss Wanzhong, you're wrong, you're wrong." Aunt Rong suddenly shouted. Cheng Wanzhong was confused, "What's wrong?"

She was adding salt to the soup when she was caught off guard by Aunt Rong. With a shake of her hand, all the salt in the seasoning box was sprinkled into it.

Cheng Wanzhong: "..."

Is this... too salty?

Aunt Rong held her forehead and sighed, "Little ancestor, you have candy in your hand!"

Cheng Wanzhong: "..."

Is it a little too sweet?

Cheng Wanzhong looked down at the corn rib soup. She was as diligent and thrifty as her father.

She couldn't bear to part with the ribs in it.

What a waste it would be if we threw it all away.

Otherwise, give it to your husband.

Don’t they all say that men like Britney?

It's sweet enough now.

So Aunt Rong watched helplessly as the little girl put a box of pork rib soup sprinkled with sugar into a big bowl, then took it out and placed it in front of Wen Ru.

Aunt Rong: "..."

I want to disappear where I am.

Wen Ruo had not originally planned to come to Jiang Villa today. He was urged to come back by Cheng Wanzhong.

The little girl made a fuss and said that she would cook dinner for him, so that he must come back.

Even Wen Ru himself couldn't explain clearly where his patience with Cheng Wanzhong came from.

"Sir, please try it." Cheng Wanzhong handed him the spoon with a smile on his face.

Like a little eunuch who nodded and bowed.

Wen Su lowered his eyes and glanced at the pork rib soup in the bowl, "Did you poison it?"

Cheng Wanzhong immediately lowered his face and said in a low voice, "Why are you like this? I've been stewing this for a long time today. Sir, you are not good at all."

Such a bad guy still wants to marry her!

Cheng Wanzhong suddenly felt that he was not worthy of her.

He doesn't hurt anyone at all.

People say that the older you get, the more likely you are to hurt others, but he didn't have any tenderness at all.

Hearing her childish words, Wen Ru smiled and said, "It's quite sincere."

After saying this, he took a sip of soup.

then……

Cheng Wanzhong's eyes were bright, "How is it? Does it taste good?"

Wen Li didn't say anything, but pushed the bowl in front of her and motioned for her to try it herself.

Although Cheng Wanzhong sprinkled the entire box of sugar into it, the pot was quite big, so she thought it probably wouldn't be too sweet.

She hasn't tried sweet pork rib soup yet, but sweet and sour pork ribs are also made with sugar, so sweet pork rib soup should not be much different.

So Cheng Wanzhong held the spoon and took a big sip.

then……

"Ah! It's so sweet!" Cheng Wanzhong immediately rushed into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of mineral water.

He unscrewed the cap of the bottle, raised his head and drank half of the bottle.

It's so sweet!

She was very curious about how Wen Ru managed to keep his face straight.

Could it be that this man was deliberately showing an expressionless face just to get her to take a sip herself?

right!It must be so!

After drinking the water, Cheng Wanzhong returned to the restaurant with a sad face, "Sir, why didn't you tell me it was so sweet first? Did you mean it?"

"You guessed it right." Wen Sui nonchalantly pushed the big bowl of pork rib soup in front of her, "Drink it, drink up what you made."

Cheng Wanzhong: "..."

He really did it on purpose.

Who can eat this sweetness?

But Cheng Wanzhong didn't want to waste food, so she finished the ribs while drinking water.

Fortunately, the pork ribs are not as sweet as the soup.

After night, Wen Ru left Linjiang Villa.

Cheng Wanzhong sat on the sofa holding his belly and sighed.

I ate too much and had some indigestion.

"Aunt Rong, sir, did he say when he would marry me?" Cheng Wanzhong asked.

She was really curious about Wen Ru. It was obvious that he wanted to get a wife, but she and everyone came, but he seemed like a monk.

Although his sexual function was not good, Cheng Wanzhong was handsome and could ignore the rest.

Anyway, she didn’t want to do that or that.

Aunt Rong felt like she was struck by lightning when she heard these words, "Miss Wanzhong, you can't say this kind of thing again."

The nervousness in her tone made Cheng Wanzhong confused.

"why?"

"Miss Wanzhong, why do you think your husband wants to marry you?" Aunt Rong asked. She didn't understand the little girl's brain circuit.

Cheng Wanzhong pursed his lips, "Isn't it true? Didn't he bring me home just to marry me?"

Suddenly, Cheng Wanzhong thought of something, his eyes slowly fell on Aunt Rong, and asked almost in horror, "He...he, he, he doesn't have a wife, does he? Then, I...I, I, I am the mistress?"