Quickly wear: The villain’s mother is pampered

"Brother Meng, the filming is over, let me take you home!"

There is a man lying lazily on the black leather chair. The man is about 30 years old. The collar of his white shirt is slightly open, revealing his fair skin.

The lines on the man's face were perfect, tough yet gentle. At this moment, the man lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could feel the gentle aura surrounding it.

When the man heard the assistant speaking, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his tone of voice was clear and pleasant.

"go home!"

The assistant couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Even though he was a boy, he was deeply impressed by Brother Meng's personality charm.

Brother Meng is simply the perfect man in his mind. He has a successful career and is the winner of three gold medals. He is humble and gentle, he also works hard to make progress, and he also cares about his family.

I really don’t understand what his wife is thinking, being cold and violent towards Brother Meng all day long.

Meng Sinian didn't know that his assistant was so full of inner dramas. He was staring at the screen of his mobile phone without blinking.

The screen clearly showed the interface for calling on a mobile phone, but unfortunately, it seemed that no one on the other side answered the call.

Meng Sinian stared blankly, the phone vibrating in his hand, and the light in his eyes slowly extinguished.

Just when he thought no one answered the call like usual this time, a cold female voice sounded on the other side of the phone.

"What's the matter? What's the matter with calling?"

Although there was no pride in the words of the girl on the other end, it still made Meng Sinian excited.

He quickly sorted out what he was saying, and spoke in a voice as soft and elegant as clear water: "Zhiyi, I'm officially done today, how about we have a meal as a family of three, okay?"

The woman didn't care at all about the expectant tone of the boy opposite her, and said calmly as if to a stranger: "No, there is an important meeting today. Please cook more of Zhang Zhang's favorite food!"

After speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for anything to be said.

Meng Sinian's gentle mask was slightly cracked, and his face was full of paranoia and distortion, but he recovered quickly, and the careless assistant did not notice all this.

But Meng Sinian's lowered eyelashes revealed a trace of hurt and madness.

Why is it like this again? Why are you so cold to him even though you are already married?

No, Meng Sinian, you have to calm down, she likes gentle men best.

Wait, wait, and one day you will be able to melt her heart. She is just a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, just like that time.

The system above him, who has been observing silently, can't help but shudder. No wonder the little villain is so crazy about it. It turns out he inherited it from his father!

It seems that the host is also in danger this time.

The little assistant heard the call just now with his sharp ears, and he didn't dare to breathe heavily in the car, so he drove the car very steadily and smoothly today.

The low-key black nanny car slowly drove into the high-end villa area at night.

Only when the car stopped did Meng Sinian react, and a faint smile immediately appeared on his face.

He said to the assistant gently: "You should go back quickly and rest early. You have worked hard today!"

The little assistant also showed a sincere smile, and a pair of big white teeth stood out in the dark night: "Thank you, Brother Meng, you have worked hard today!"

Looking at Meng Sinian gradually walking into the villa, I couldn't help but murmur in my heart, what kind of vision does Mr. Shen have, leaving such a handsome guy to stay in the company all day without going home.

If he were a woman, he would definitely marry a husband like Brother Meng back home.

Shaking his head helplessly, the car gradually drove out of the villa area.

When Meng Sinian returned home, he opened the door and saw a bunch of servants doing housework in an orderly manner.

A small-breasted man wearing a suit with a serious face was eating dinner as elegantly as a medieval aristocrat.