my strong female president

Chapter 17
Leng Jianchen remembered the careful arrangement of the future father-in-law.

After a while, he withdrew his thoughts and glanced at Ling Qingcheng's shoe rack and wardrobe.

The closet was locked with an iron lock, and it seemed that he had taken precautions.

On the shoe rack, there was nothing but a pair of women’s summer one-button buckle women’s tassel capillary heels and a pair of summer women’s cute muffin thick-soled non-slip mid-heel home sandals and slippers.

Leng Jianchen smiled wryly, Ling Qingcheng did this to defend himself, why should he do this?What if I was the kind of shameless person?
Leng Jianchen entered the bathroom. The smooth and moist bathroom was filled with a strong bath fragrance.As soon as Leng Jianchen smelled it, he knew that this was an independent brand shower gel under the W Group, and a bottle cost nearly 1000.

Under the warm white light, the smooth and textured floor looked spotless. If it wasn't for the non-slip mats, Leng Jianchen might walk cautiously.

Look around, there are bathroom heaters with waterproof function, small bathtubs, soap dishes, towel racks, vanity tables, mirrors, body wash, shampoo and so on.

……

An hour later, Leng Jianchen came out of the bathroom wearing a set of ice silk pajamas carefully prepared by Ling Yunshan.

This kind of pajamas is the most popular short-sleeved silk pajamas in summer.Not only is it comfortable to wear, but it can also make Leng Jianchen's standing board look more defined.

When I came to Ling Qingcheng's bedroom, I saw Ling Qingcheng wrapped most of her body in a pink quilt, only her head and arms were exposed, and she was concentrating on reading a magazine.

Regarding Leng Jianchen's entry, she directly chose to turn a blind eye.Still with that cold look of owing tens of billions to others.

Leng Jianchen glanced past, walked to the sofa, and unfolded it swiftly.In a few seconds, a bed was made.

There was no quilt, no pillows, bedding or anything, just lay down peacefully like in the past, and then gradually fell asleep.

Originally thought that Leng Jianchen would snatch her quilt and share her bedding, but it was only at this time that Ling Qingcheng realized that she was wrong, Leng Jianchen had no such idea at all.

Looking at the sleeping Leng Jianchen.Ling Qingcheng felt that he was pretending to be asleep, but when she was really asleep, Leng Jianchen...

Because she is so confident in her appearance that she is so confident that no one can match her.Moreover, she firmly believed that no matter which man in the world saw her under such circumstances, he would be instantly tempted.

As for whether Leng Jianchen would be cold, she wouldn't worry about it, let alone care about it, because it was summer, and with the temperature adjustment of the air conditioner, it wouldn't be cold at night.

……

The early morning was a hasty dream, and everyone was sleepy, waking up again and again.God sends the dawn as a blessing to all.

Leng Jianchen woke up from half-awake and half-sleeping, the long-term vigilance made him used to it.

At this time, Ling Qingcheng was leaning against the head of the bed, with her head tilted, in a deep sleep, her smooth hair slanted down like a waterfall, covering most of her peerless face.

"Such a beautiful woman turned out to be so cold and ruthless, it's really a trick of God."

Leng Jianchen smiled bitterly, walked over, gently supported her head with soft hair with one hand, and hugged her with the other, making her lie flat on the bed.

Ling Qingcheng spent most of the night on guard against Leng Jianchen, until four o'clock in the morning, when she finally couldn't bear the drowsiness, and fell into a deep sleep.

So at this time, she was at the moment when she was the sweetest and deepest sleepy.

Leng Jianchen glanced at Ling Qingcheng, opened the door, and walked towards the bathroom.

After washing up, I went to the wardrobe, found a milky white casual shirt and a pair of slim-fit trousers to change into, and then went out.

As soon as Leng Jianchen reached the stairs, he bumped into Ling Yunshan who was eavesdropping outside.

Ling Yunshan was embarrassed for a while, "Son-in-law, I'm not here to eavesdrop, I'm here to wake you up."

In order to save some face for Ling Yunshan, Leng Jianchen pretended not to know, and asked: "Dad, you got up so early?"

"I'm used to it." Ling Yunshan suddenly recovered his former composure and composure.

"That's right. Qingcheng, she is still sleeping. Today is the weekend, let her sleep a little longer." Leng Jianchen said.

Ever since he felt the warmth of home, he suddenly wanted to try to integrate into this family.Because he has long wanted to have a warm home.

"I didn't expect that after one night, you actually learned to care about your wife. Well, that's good, Dad supports you!
When a man is outside, he can stand upright and be competitive.But at home, you must learn three things, first, love your wife, second, honor your parents, and third, educate your children to grow up.

You have done the first two things, and you still need to work harder in the future. "Ling Yunshan said very gratified, and patted Leng Jianchen on the shoulder.

Leng Jianchen didn't know what to say, so he remained silent.

After Ling Yunshan noticed Leng Jianchen's attire, he was stunned, "Xian son-in-law, you are dressed very well! Very temperamental! Very manly personality! If you attend any banquet or party, those big businessmen Guys must think you are a rich son from some wealthy family."

"Really? Dad? I picked it at random, and you praised it so much. Then I wore it out, isn't it too grand? Others thought I went to the party early in the morning." Leng Jianchen made a joke.

As the behind-the-scenes boss of W Group, Shalia, the little queen of the Xingluo Empire's modeling industry, often sends him various expensive suits for herself to wear.

As time passed, Leng Jianchen's eye for choosing clothes became better at every step.

"Hahahaha. Your kid has started to learn how to joke, um. Very good, then let's go down. Qingcheng doesn't want to wake up, so let her sleep for a while. Anyway, there is nothing to do today."

Ling Yunshan was in a good mood, he put his big hand on Leng Jianchen's shoulder casually, and walked down the stairs with Leng Jianchen.

If this scene was seen by those who knew Leng Jianchen, they would definitely be shocked.Because the king of mercenaries, the shoulders of the god of death, no one has ever dared to take it.

Leng Jianchen didn't refuse, nor did he feel disgusted, he still had Ling Yunshan on his shoulders.

"Ah! Xiao Leng, you are so attractive in this outfit." Dongfang Meilan was stunned when she saw Leng Jianchen, "As the saying goes, a man depends on his clothes, and a horse depends on his saddle. You really stand out after changing this outfit." Your inner self-cultivation."

"Mom! Is it that exaggerated? Isn't it just to wear clothes, as for making such a fuss." Leng Jianchen said a little speechlessly.

"I'm not happy. Come here! Sit down, I've already cooked a pot of nourishing soup for you to nourish your body." Dongfang Meilan enthusiastically pulled Leng Jianchen over and let him sit on the sofa chair superior.

Leng Jianchen looked at a large bowl of so-called Dabu Tang, and couldn't help but smile bitterly...

(End of this chapter)