The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

"shut up!"

Man Ni roared at Ning Yao in a low voice.

Ning Yao sneered disdainfully, and glanced at Manni.

Seeing that she was just showing off her power and didn't rush forward to do anything to her, she wasn't afraid anymore.

Manni's warning made Cheng Lianxun feel cold.

If it is false, Manni is explaining, not warning Ning Yao not to tell.

"Keep your eyes open to see clearly." Ning Yao held up the phone in front of Cheng Lianxun, "Master Zhuo, the president of the Zhuo Empire Group, will marry a mysterious woman next month, look at the photo above, isn't it you?"

Cheng Lianxun's eyes were fixed on the phone screen.

She knew every word above, and when they were combined together, they were like powerful cannonballs, which shattered her mind and left no bones left.

Her eyes were wide open, like giant bull's eyes, as if she was about to stare out a hole in the phone.

Seriously inconsistent with the shocked eyes, her face was calm.

No brows were frowned, lips were not pursed, and the whole person remained motionless, eerily calm.

"Manny, what's going on?"

Her voice was soft and faint, as if she was worried about disturbing something.

The photo on the phone shows a man and a woman.

The man had only one back, tall and slender, and she recognized Brother Zhuo at a glance.

The woman was photographed from the front, her eyes were half-closed, and her expression was incomparably arrogant.

She has never seen this woman.

"Little madam, don't think about it, things are different from what you see, and the master will explain to you."

Man Ni could do nothing but comfort her at the moment.

"What do you mean is different from what you see? Newspapers, weekly magazines, and various news media on the Internet have announced the marriage news. Is it true that Zhuo Sanye is going to marry this Nan Nanxi?"

Ning Yao was definitely not asking questions for Cheng Lian.

She just wanted Cheng Lianxun to recognize the facts and completely break her down.

"shut up!"

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Manni really wanted to fly over and kick Ning Yao out of the ward.

"I don't!" Ning Yao said arrogantly, "You have a mouth on me, can you control it? A man!"

"Manni." Cheng Lianxun turned to face her, "Is the news true?"

"Little madam, you have to trust me, he..."

Manny tried to explain.

"What do you believe? Mr. Zhuo is probably thinking that the red flag at home will not fall, and the colorful flags are fluttering outside. He wants you to be his mistress and his underground lover."

Ning Yao put on the tone of someone who came here.

"Depend on!"

Man Ni couldn't bear it anymore, kicked up the small stool beside her and threw it at Ning Yao.

"ah--"

Ning Yao's face turned pale with fright at the flying stool.

She dodged very quickly, but her thigh was still hit by the leg of the stool.

"You dare to hit me? I, I... smashed you to death!"

Ning Yao clutched her leg, looking left and right, trying to find something to fight back.

The stool that was thrown over was right under her feet, she picked it up and smashed it viciously at Manni.

Man Ni was standing next to Cheng Lianxun, she was worried about hitting the little lady.

A lunge flashed in front of her, catching the menacing stool with his bare hands.

Cheng Lianxun's clear eyes after the shock were calm and without waves, like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves.

It's just that, deep in the calm eyes, there is a terrifying emptiness.

As if she didn't see the farce in the ward, she walked out without saying a word.

"Xun'er, where are you going?"

Mrs. Cheng, who had been sitting on the sofa, got up worried.

Man Ni turned her head, dropped the stool and chased after her.

Cheng Lianxun shielded his perception, didn't hear, didn't look back, and left.