A Mistaken Marriage with Mr. CEO

"Her name is Wenwen." Han Zefaang seemed to be very honest and said, "I have been thinking about her."    

Zhao Wenwen's heart started to beat violently.    

She was so excited that her fingers were almost trembling.    

He was really worried about her!    

Oh my god! He was actually really concerned about himself!    

Zhao Wenwen took a deep breath and said, "Is it true?"    

"Of course it's true!" Han Zefaang just stood there obediently and said, "I saw that the smile on her face was so forced. I saw that the smile in her eyes did not reach the bottom of her heart. I knew that girl had something on her mind. She was not happy. But she was clearly so good. So beautiful, so lovely. "Why aren't you happy? Who in the world let such a girl down? My heart aches for her."    

Zhao Wenwen gently closed her eyes.    

Han Zefaang's words hit Zhao Wenwen's heart one word at a time.    

The last line of defense in Zhao Wenwen's heart suddenly collapsed.    

Zhao Wenwen slowly withdrew her hand, but Han Zefaang immediately pressed the back of Zhao Wenwen's hand, not letting her take it away.    

"Wenwen, let me ask you a question." Han Zefaang gently held the back of Zhao Wenwen's hand.    

The temperature that belonged to men was transmitted to Zhao Wenwen's heart through the back of her hand.    

"Ask away." Zhao Wenwen's voice was trembling a little.    

"Are you really willing to get engaged to Fong Manlun?" Han Zefaang asked in a low voice.    

Zhao Wenwen's tears came out of her eyes.    

The tears were crystal clear and hung on her cheeks, making her look even more miserable and beautiful.    

"When I first saw you, I knew you weren't happy." Han Zefaang said softly, "I want to care about you. But I'm afraid I'll be rude to you. What am I? How can I have the right to care about you? You are the queen! You are Young Madam of the Feng family. I, Han Zefaang, am just a little rich second generation. Whether it is in terms of power or ability, I am compared to first young master of the Feng family. They don't deserve to carry shoes.    

"Stop talking." Zhao Wenwen interrupted Han Zefaang. "If I care about those things, why would I come to see you? Do you understand my heart or not? "    

Han Zefaang pulled Zhao Wenwen's hand away and turned to face Zhao Wenwen.    

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Zhao Wenwen's cheeks and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Wenwen. I shouldn't have made you cry. I just feel sorry for you and want to treat you well. But I didn't expect that you would still cry."    

Zhao Wenwen shook her head lightly, "Nothing. I did not cry because of you."    

"Wenwen, you might not believe it. Ever since I met you, I finally understand that in this world, There is a fate that finally awaits you " Han Zefaang picked up a bouquet of flowers on the table and handed it to Zhao Wenwen. "This is a flower arrangement that I have learned for a long time. "I'm sorry. I only learned this way. This is my first work. "I hope I can give it to you."    

Zhao Wenwen took the flowers in surprise. "Thank you!"    

Zhao Wenwen's eyes dimmed. "But you have a girl you like."    

"A girl I like? Ah, yes. " I originally had a girl I like, but some people are destined not to be together. " Han Zefaang answered kindly," It is impossible for me to be with her. So, I can only take back my feelings. If you don't like this flower, I'll take it back. "    

Without waiting for Han Zefaang to make a move, Zhao Wenwen rushed to say," How can I take back the thing that was given out? "    

Han Zefaang smiled. "Do you still want to eat vinegar?"    

Zhao Wenwen's face turned red. "I am not jealous."    

"Yes, you are not jealous. I'm jealous!" Han Zefaang pinched Zhao Wenwen's cheek boldly and said, "I am actually very jealous of Fong Manlun. He clearly does not love you, but he can have your smile. I'm jealous. But I can't say it. "Wenwen, will you look down on me? Will you look down on me for being weak? Will you think that I'm cowardly?"    

Zhao Wenwen shook her head desperately.    

I am also not sure how you feel about me. I don't even feel like revealing my feelings to you. " Because I'm afraid, afraid that you'll reject me. "Resist me, or even disappear from me!" Han Zefaang looked at Zhao Wenwen with a wronged expression. "You are so dazzling. I am so humble. I am not worthy of you."    

Zhao Wenwen's tears immediately slid down. She took the initiative to hug Han Zefaang and gave her passionate kiss while trembling.    

Han Zefaang calmly kissed Zhao Wenwen.    

The two of them finally took that step.    

The development of the two of them did not escape Fong Manlun's eyes at all.    

When Fong Manlun heard the report, he only smiled indifferently. "No need to care."    

Han Zefaang?    

This man was interesting.    

At first, he was aiming for Shen Qi.    

Now, he turned to Zhao Wenwen.    

Is he really just a rich second generation?    

How could it be so simple?    

Fong Manlun tapped his fingers on the table. Han Zefaang's information was on it.    

The information was perfect and flawless.    

However, the more perfect it was, the more unusual it was.    

What was this man trying to do?    

"No matter what you want to do, if you want to hurt Qi, I will make you pay!" Fong Manlun narrowed his eyes and said coldly.    

Shen Er and Mo Jiao, who were in the villa, had a tacit understanding.    

The two of them had been flustered from the beginning until now.    

One had to say that Shen Rui and Shenho's contributions were really the greatest.    

It was a miracle that the two of them had worked together from a pair of completely unfamiliar strangers.    

Shen Er woke up in the morning and took the children to do some exercise.    

Mo Jiao had prepared breakfast when she came back from exercise. The four of them had breakfast together.    

After breakfast, Shen Er and Mo Jiao sent Shen Rui and Shenho to kindergarten.    

If necessary, they had to attend a parent-teacher conference for Shen Qi and Hee Yining.    

At noon, Shen Rui and Shenho were having lunch in the kindergarten, but Shen Er and Mo Jiao could not be idle.    

Because the clothes of the little princess and the little prince had to be personally ironed.    

Therefore, Shen Er was responsible for ironing and Mo Jiao was responsible for keeping them.    

When the two of them finished tidying up Shen Rui and Shenho's room and finished their chores, it was time to pick up Shen Rui and Shenho from school.    

When they returned, Shen Er and Mo Jiao were responsible for accompanying Shen Rui and Shenho in her homework while the nanny was responsible for cooking and cleaning up the household matters.    

After dinner, Shen Er brought Shen Rui to carry out the boy's special training while Mo Jiao brought Shenho to carry out the girl's studies.    

When they were sleeping, the two of them coaxed one each.    

In any case, after this day, they were all very busy.    

Shen Er and Mo Jiao finally understood how difficult it was to be a housewife and a housewife.    

But looking at the children's bright smiles, they felt that it was all worth it!    

Mo Jiao, who originally did not like children, also gradually felt that finding someone to marry and having a child might not be something annoying.    

Shen Er's gaze towards Mo Jiao seemed to have become more and more frequent.