After getting the marriage certificate, she was spoiled by her rich husband

Xiao Ning snorted coldly, his eyes were cold, and he did not respond immediately.

When Chu Wenyao saw this, his heart skipped a beat and he became even more nervous.

He fiddled with the cutlery on the table with his hands unconsciously, and said slowly: "I promise I won't do this again in the future, really, don't take it to heart."

Miss Ding is so angry now. If I explain to her, she will definitely not listen.

It’s better to apologize first and explain later.

After all, there was something wrong with him, which led to her misunderstanding.

It’s okay to apologize first.

Xiao Ning put down the cup in her hand, raised her eyes and looked at him, her expression slightly relieved, but still with a little doubt: "I hope you can do what you say."

Since his attitude is so good, it’s not a good idea to make things difficult for him.

Besides, he and Leng Xiaochen are good brothers and he cannot cause trouble for the boss.

"Okay, okay." Chu Wenyao nodded quickly and breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Ning glanced at him, picked up the fork, and calmly started eating the food.

……

Su Qianman and Leng Xiaochen returned to the backyard hand in hand.

Seeing that only Chu Wenyao and Xiao Ning were there, Su Qianman looked around curiously and asked puzzledly: "Where are Tingting, Mr. Shen and Mr. Mo?"

Chu Wenyao was seen sitting quietly, his elbows resting on the armrests of the chair, his palm supporting his tilted head.

His eyes were dull and his brows were furrowed. He was still immersed in what had just happened, thinking intently.

He didn't hear what Su Qianman said at all.

"Mr. Shen has gone back, Tingting and Mr. Mo went to the bathroom." Seeing Chu Wenyao didn't say anything, Xiao Ning quickly responded with a faint smile on her face.

"coming."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Tingting and Mo Beiting came over together.

Leng Xiaochen looked at the two people walking side by side, his lips slightly raised and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

After Fang Tingting and Mo Beiting came over, they each sat back to their previous seats.

"Beiting, why did you two take so long to go to the bathroom? I was worried that you might fall."

Seeing that everyone had returned, Chu Wenyao came back to his senses and felt much better. He immediately caught Mo Beiting and teased him.

When Fang Tingting heard this, she lowered her eyes in embarrassment, trying to avoid the question.

Mo Beiting glanced at Fang Tingting with deep eyes, a hint of imperceptible tenderness flashed in his eyes, and then he glared at Chu Wenyao: "I am happy to have been here for so long, you don't have to worry."

After saying that, Mo Beiting picked up a glass of wine on the table, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, revealing a sense of unruliness.

"Tsk..." Chu Wenyao curled his lips and shrugged.

Seeing Mo Beiting drink the wine, he stopped teasing him.

"There's nothing to worry about about going to the bathroom. You should worry more about whether you have a girlfriend."

After saying that, Leng Xiaochen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked at Mo Beiting, and said with a meaningful smile: "Beiting, you said so, right?"

Mo Beiting raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded slightly: "Yeah."

"It hurts, it hurts. What's so great about it? I will find a girlfriend soon, and then I will get married and have kids as soon as possible. I will have kids earlier than all of you. What's more, I will have two babies a year, twins, a boy and a girl. You will be so jealous."

Chu Wenyao looked very confident, his face was full of joy as he spoke, and he was gesticulating with his hands.

Su Qianman and Fang Tingting both found him funny and couldn't help but chuckle.

The two bright girls smiled.

The two men at the table froze slightly. Leng Xiaochen and Mo Beiting frowned and cast sharp glances at Chu Wenyao at the same time.

Leng Xiaochen snorted coldly and said, "Don't show off blindly. Find a girlfriend first."

After saying this, Leng Xiaochen raised his chin slightly, with a look of contempt from the king.

Single dog.

"Besides, the Chu family has only one son for five generations. The possibility of having two children is very small. You'd better forget about it." Mo Beiting crossed his arms and curled his lips slightly.

"Enough, enough, stop coming to finish me off. President Leng, President Mo, both of you have changed. You make me feel strange. This is too much." Chu Wenyao let out a long sigh, feeling helpless and aggrieved.

Seeing Leng Xiaochen and Mo Beiting treating Chu Wenyao like this, Su Qianman felt a little bit sorry.

She frowned slightly, leaned close to the man's ear, and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense, you are brothers, he will be very sad if you say that to him."

Upon hearing this, Leng Xiaochen cast a deep and sharp look at Chu Wenyao again.

Why should Chu Wenyao, a grown man, be sad?

It was clearly he who got angry first, and now I am just treating him the way he treated me.

My wife is actually speaking up for this guy.

I feel so sad and wronged.

snort......

Leng Xiaochen leaned forward, reached out and picked up a glass of wine and pointed it at Mo Beiting, his movements were cool and neat: "Come on, Beiting, cheers."

While toasting, he deliberately glanced at Chu Wenyao with a hint of provocation in his eyes.

Su Qianman looked at the man's competitive look and felt helpless. She couldn't help but chuckle and shook her head gently.

"Okay." Mo Beiting understood and readily picked up a glass of wine.

"Cheers." The two of them spoke a little loudly, as if they did it on purpose.

The two noble and cold men drank the wine in their hands in one gulp, their Adam's apples rolling, showing their boldness and dominance.

Chu Wenyao's face instantly darkened, he pouted, looked depressed, and stared at the two men.

What are these two people doing?

Deliberately not drinking with him?

Tch, how childish!

Really, who wants to drink with them?

Can't he drink it himself?

Chu Wenyao was so angry that he picked up a glass of wine. Just as he was about to drink it, his peripheral vision inadvertently saw the girl in the white dress opposite Mo Beiting, and the wine in his hand stopped at his lips.

Fang Tingting just reminded him not to drink so much.

Thinking of this, Chu Wenyao immediately put down the wine glass. The anger on his face instantly disappeared and was replaced by a smile.

Seeing that he didn't drink and put down the wine glass, Leng Xiaochen frowned slightly, stared at Chu Wenyao and asked: "Why don't you drink?"

"Miss Fang just told me not to drink so much." Chu Wenyao said, and couldn't help looking at Fang Tingting, with a bright smile on his face: "For my health, I will listen to her."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Beiting's hand holding the wine glass froze instantly, and his face was instantly covered with a layer of frost.

Fang Tingting smiled at Chu Wenyao awkwardly.

The smile seemed a little forced, and there was helplessness in his eyes.

She regretted that she shouldn't have reminded him just now.

In the future, don’t urge others to drink, let others drink.

The less trouble, the better.

Chu Wenyao looked at Fang Tingting and continued, "Miss Fang, what's your cell phone number? My father is not in good health. Your medical skills are so good. Let's leave our contact information. It may be useful in the future."

Fang Tingting was confused and bewildered when she heard what Chu Wenyao said, with her brows furrowed.

Why does this rhetoric sound so familiar?

Isn't this similar to what Mo Beiting said when he asked her for her cell phone number?

Why is this?

They all asked for her number because of family health issues?

This is too coincidental.