Pampered By Mr President!

When Mrs. President said this, Mr. President couldn't help but glance at her: "It's not about discussing marriage, what is it for?"

The President's wife was still a little worried, always feeling that Leng Jiuchen would not compromise so easily.

"I thought he was here to divorce."

"He dare?!"

Mr. President's eyes were dark: "Unless, he doesn't want the next throne!"

Mei Qing chuckled, "Dad, I think he is very ambitious. Don't underestimate him."

Mr. President raised his eyebrows: "Without ambition, how can I fight for the presidency? If... he has to divorce, I will choose someone else."

Leng Jiuchen has Leng Jiuchen's ideas, and Mr. President also has Mr. President's plans.

Mei Ning wringed her fingers and walked forward with her head slightly lowered.

Hearing the sonorous footsteps behind her, her heart became more and more tense.

Passing through the meticulously manicured flower corridor, the line of sight instantly widened, the green lawn, the turquoise lake, the cool autumn breeze, everything was very peaceful.

Mei Ning paused on the bank of the Swan Lake, his head slightly lowered, and did not look at Leng Jiuchen who was following him.

Leng Jiuchen saw that Mei Ning was in a bad mood today, after all, his eyes were swollen.

"Unhappy?" He stood next to Mei Ning and said quietly, looking at the rippling green lake in front of him.

This should be the first time in so long that Leng Jiuchen took the initiative to speak to Mei Ning.

Hearing this, Mei Ning felt even more aggrieved. As he thought about it, his eyes became sore again.

She couldn't understand, she listened to him everything, why, he still didn't like her.

Leng Jiuchen tilted his head slightly, watching a few drops of crystal clear things drip from the corner of her eyes on the back of her hand, feeling helpless in his heart.

In his life, there are not many women in contact with.

The most memorable thing for him was Yue Qiuji, the hardest thing to let go was Xiang Qiuji, and the most guilty one was Mei Ning.

She is innocent, kind, and simple.

He didn't want to hurt her.

Seeing how sad she was crying, Leng Jiuchen had to stretch out his hand to take out the handkerchief on his body and silently hand it in front of her.

Mei Ning, who was crying, looked at the extra dark blue handkerchief in front of him, and couldn't help but raise his eyes with red eyes.

The sun shone on him, shining brilliantly on the rank on his shoulders, and his cold face looked two points softer than usual at this time.

For a moment, Mei Ning thought that Leng Jiuchen actually liked her a little.

She frowned and took the handkerchief, and said softly, "Thank you."

Looking at this, Leng Jiuchen gave a faint smile at the corner of his lips.

Mei Ning shook his mind suddenly, this was Leng Jiuchen's first smile at her.

Just when she couldn't stop her excitement, Leng Jiuchen suddenly said, "I think we are more like brothers and sisters."

After a word, Meining's heartbeat seemed to stop beating instantly.

The whole person froze suddenly!

Brother and sister?

He actually said... They are more like brothers and sisters?

Before she recovered, Leng Jiuchen struck again: "You are a good girl, but I am not suitable for you."

At that moment, Meining felt that the whole world had collapsed.

She stared at Leng Jiuchen blankly, unable to pronounce half a syllable.

"I failed your affection, Mei Ning, I'm sorry, I am not a person who can give you happiness."

Leng Jiuchen spoke to Mei Ning so seriously for the first time, never before.

The tears at the corner of Mei Ning's eyes burst out instantly, and the neatly stacked dark blue handkerchief in her hand was wrinkled by her.

"Are you here to tell me this?" She lowered her eyes, stared at the handkerchief in her hand, choked out.