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

"Well, that means we're a perfect match."

Signing the contract vigorously, Zhuo Dingding responded lightly without even raising his head.

Obviously, he didn't take the matter of being scolded to heart.

Cheng Lian looked for a few black lines on the corners of his forehead.

Even if it's a perfect match, can you describe yourself as a big scumbag?

Could it be that brother Zhuo has some brain problems.

"It won't work if this continues. Are we going to be scolded until the wedding day?"

She nestled on the sofa opposite him, but she didn't really care.

As long as she stays at home and does not go out, does not surf the Internet, and is isolated from the world, these will not affect her.

But he still has to go to work, and the reporters are blocking the door of the company every day, which makes him feel bad.

"There will be no wedding."

Zhuo Dingding finally raised his head after signing.

"Then we're going to be scolded all the time?" She suddenly thought, "If the wedding isn't held, when will Yu Fenger marry Nan Nanxi?"

It was said that on the day of the fake wedding between him and Nan Nanxi, Yu Fenger came forward to get married.

Now the wedding is gone, and Yu Fenger is nowhere to be seen.

"soon."

He put down his pen and walked around the desk to her.

"How fast is soon?"

Her eyes moved with him and fell beside him.

"Anyway, Nan Nanxi will marry before she has a child."

It's Yu Feng'er's business to marry, he doesn't care about it.

"Are we going to be scolded for several months?" She cried with a small face, "I don't want to go to college and still be scolded."

Anyway, let her go to school innocently.

"Don't worry, it won't happen. I urged Yufenger to go back to China. When he comes back, all this farce will end."

The blood relationship between him and Nan Nanxi is the simplest and most rude to show evidence.

But this matter must be kept secret and confidential, and cannot be made public.

"Is he coming back tomorrow?"

She looked at him with piercing eyes.

"Maybe the day after tomorrow."

Zhuo Dingding stretched out his long arms to hug her, and pressed his chin against the top of her hair, rubbing against the fluffy touch comfortably.

"After he returns to China, he will find Nan Nanxi and tell her that he will marry her?"

She nestled in his arms.

Now, Yu Fenger is the key person.

As long as he takes Nan Nanxi away, they will not be cast aside by public opinion.

"Maybe."

Zhuo Dingding's hand quietly slipped in from under the hem of her clothes.

He didn't care what Yu Fenger would do with it.

He put pressure on the past because Yu Fenger announced his love affair in front of the media, proving that he had nothing to do with Nan Nanxi, and that was enough.

"I'll go back after I get off work, huh?"

Zhuo Dingding hugged her, his big hands were walking unsteadily.

Looking at her while working, I feel much better and I am not tired anymore.

"good."

Thinking of the crowd of reporters, she was also a little timid.

"Um……"

Her stomach was pinched suddenly, and she hummed sensitively.

Grabbing the big hand under the clothes, he realized that he didn't know when he made trouble again.

His cell phone on the desk rang untimely.

"I'll get your phone for you."

She seized the opportunity to take his hand away and quickly ran to the desk.

Seeing the little figure running away cheerfully, as if he had finally escaped from the clutches of his clutches, Zhuo Dingding smiled helplessly.

He didn't want to do anything, the little guy was too vigilant.

After picking up her mobile phone, she stood by the table and didn't run to him in a hurry.

"It's your grandfather."

The volume was deliberately lowered, somewhat rigorous.

The smile on the corner of Zhuo Dingding's mouth disappeared: "No answer."

Cheng Lianxun, who stayed where he was, walked towards him immediately when he heard that he said no.