Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

Tang Huai was unmoved by her rhetoric, and raised his white chin towards the door, his narrow and beautiful peach eyes looked cold and indifferent.

"go out."

The gentleness on Wen Chuchen's face froze, and she tried to slow down her tone, "A Huai, you don't have to be so hostile to me, and I don't want to do anything to you, I just want to change your medicine..."

Tang Huai's bright red lips were curved, but there was no smile in her beautiful black pupils.

"Do you want me to speak more harshly and more bluntly? Get lost."

"Ah Huai..."

"Don't call me such a disgusting name, Auntie." Tang Huai looked at her lazily, with a smile that was not a smile.

"Tang Huai!" No matter how good-tempered Wen Chuchen was, he couldn't stand a man who was older than him calling him auntie, "You!"

Tang Huai, however, didn't seem to notice her anger at all. He tilted his head and looked at her, stroked his pretty eyebrows with his broken hair, and smiled lightly.

"Why, did I say something wrong? You haven't married my dad yet, and I can't call you mom...is there anything wrong with calling you auntie?"

"..."

Wen Chuchen suppressed the anger in his heart and did not get angry at him, but pulled out a soft smile again.

"Ah Huai, I know you have resentment towards the Tang family because of your mother's affairs, but you have to be clear, I just want to marry your father. I have nothing to do with the Tang family's past twenty years. You can't blame me. on me."

As she spoke, she walked into the bedroom, put the medical kit on the desk beside her, and said with a gentle expression.

"Okay, I know you may be uncomfortable, but you have wounds on your back, and you can't apply the medicine yourself. Someone has to help you. Don't be brave in such things..."

Tang Huai tilted his head, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes were cold, "Get lost."

"..."

Seeing Tang Huai's firm attitude, Wen Chuchen didn't want to offend him completely, so he took a deep breath and forced the corners of his lips.

"Since you don't want me to help you apply the medicine, then you can do it yourself. I put the medical kit here. Remember to change the medicine on time so that the wound doesn't become inflamed."

"Take your medical kit and get out together."

Tang Huai sneered, staring at her with coolness in his black eyes, he paused every word.

"Put it here, I think it's dirty."

...

Wen Chuchen finally took the medical kit away.

After closing Tang Huai's bedroom, Wen Chuchen lowered his head, his expression distorted for a moment.

If this was not the Tang family, she might have smashed the medical kit in Tang Huai's head directly.

You little bastard, just be arrogant with her for a while now.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was better than that idiot Tang Xiu, and the possibility of uniting with him to compete for family property was higher than that of the second and third families, she wouldn't look at him like this every day!

Wen Chuchen clenched his fists tightly, his originally gentle eyes were full of extremely distorted malice and resentment at this moment.

Carrying the medical kit, she turned and walked back to me.

Tang Lirui was fiddling with computer stocks in the bedroom.

Seeing his lovely wife walking in with a medical kit, with a depressed look on her face, she hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Chenchen, what's the matter? Are you feeling unwell? Why are you holding the medical kit?"

Wen Chuchen shook his head, with a bitter smile on his face.

"It's nothing, Ah Huai may still not accept me very much. I originally wanted to send him some medicine. After all, he suffered such a serious injury..."

Wen Chuchen didn't say anything later, but Tang Lirui automatically made up for it.