Pampering Handbook of Rich Flowers

Chapter 133 The little milk dog turned into a stray dog
"Oh, so what?"

When she said this, Wen Qing squinted her eyes and yawned lazily.

Tong En's continuous complaints about Cheng Jiayi stopped here. Before that, she had scolded Cheng Jiayi without interruption and without repetition for almost two hours.

Guessing that her mouth might be dry, Wen Qing leaned over and poured her a cup of Boston black tea from the cup on the coffee table. The snow-white lemon slices floated in the clear red tea, which looked bright and attractive.

Tong En immediately picked it up and took a swig.

After sending Tong Si to school early in the morning, she drove all the way to Wen Qing's house. As soon as she entered the door, she began to vent her anger fragrantly. Now that she was almost done venting, she noticed that Wen Qing didn't look right.

Wen Qing was only wearing a large light blue shirt, which was not her own at first glance, and one of the buttons was wrongly fastened, causing the neckline of the originally very formal clothes to be slightly tilted, revealing half of the butterfly-shaped collarbone.

The hem of the shirt can barely cover the important parts, revealing two tender white long legs, a section of which is white, and the color is better than the fine white jade, so bright that it is dazzling.

Wen Qing crossed her legs, lying lazily on her side on the milky white beanbag sofa in the living room, leaning on her head, her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were sleepy.

Obviously not very interested in Tong En's topic, and his tone was lazy, and he squinted his eyes and yawned from time to time.

Tong En looked at her with scrutiny for a few seconds, and the angry look on his face suddenly changed, and he became beaming.

"Xiao Qingqing, tell me the truth, what did you do wrong last night? Did you get tired? Hehehe~"

It's been a long time since I heard this familiar hey hey hey from Sister Tong's mouth. Wen Qing made an exception and heard a bit of warmth. She smiled lightly and ignored her interruption.

"Enen, people make mistakes. Cheng Jiayi was also in a critical situation at the time. The illegitimate fan really caught him and he could do anything. It's normal for him to panic."

Mentioning Cheng Jiayi, Tong En still gritted his teeth with hatred: "Then he can't leave Sisi alone on the set! Do you know that when I found her, the door of the RV was always open, and if there is a bad guy , Sisi will be both bad and good!"

Tong En became emotional again, and the more he talked, the more excited he became: "I went to the gate of hell to give birth to Sisi, and I worked hard to raise her for three years. Me?"

"It's hard to hope that his father will come back, but in the end, I let him take care of me for two days, just two days! He can make such a big mess for me!"

"What makes me feel even more distressed is that when I went to pick up Sisi yesterday, she was still sitting in the car with an obedient face, telling me that she was waiting for her father to take her home!"

"Cheng Jiayi is unreliable, thanks to his daughter trusting him so much, but what did he do? He actually left Sisi behind! He took his little assistant away from get off work by himself! With him like a father Is it!"

Seeing that Sister Tong became more and more angry, Wen Qing hurriedly refilled her another glass of water: "Drink some water to calm down~"

"Enen, it's not right for Cheng Jiayi to forget Sisi in the crew. You can scold him for this matter. You can scold him however you want. I have no objection."

"But... If you insist on accusing Cheng Jiayi of raising Sisi by yourself, isn't that going too far?"

Wen Qing was very disrespectful to Sister Tong, and hit the nail on the head: "If you didn't do it back then, you would have broken up with your little milk dog. He wouldn't need to go abroad to escape the shadow of broken love, and he wouldn't almost die in the earthquake. You How can you suffer such a great crime when you give birth to Sisi..."

Tong En was speechless by what she said, and after a long silence, she howled and threw herself on Wen Qing and hugged her: "Oh, Xiao Qingqing, now she was hit by that unreliable man, just what she needed When someone comforts you, why are you so clear about public and private interests, scolding him with me."

Hugging and hugging, Sister Tong suddenly discovered that Xiao Qingqing's hand feels really good, it is soft, elastic and slippery, she couldn't help touching Wen Qing's leg enviously.

Sister Tong is a wonderful person, she can freely switch between being serious and not serious in a second, and the topic suddenly starts to change in a weird direction.

"Don't tell me, your family, Luo Chaosheng, is really blessed. Xiao Qingqing, you usually pack yourself so tightly that you look so thin. I can't imagine that the hand feels so good..."

Sister Tong smacked her lips, her tone extremely envious.

Wen Qing was a little embarrassed. She and Sister Tong had different ideas and concepts, insisting that some things can be done but not talked about.

She blushed and dodged Sister Tong's unruly hands, and still discussed Cheng Jiayi with her: "Enen, you haven't gotten to the point yet, you scolded Cheng Jiayi for so long today, so what? What are you going to do next? How to talk to her?" Your little milk dog communicated about this?"

In the three years of married life, Wen Qing has grown a lot, and she fully understands the importance of communication for two people to get along with each other.

Tong En switched states in a second, and turned into an angry face again: "Communicate?! Who wants to communicate with him?! Who cares to communicate with him?! This lady covers him for 36w a month, but he is fine, and accepted my giant The money is not doing well, let him bring a child and he can't understand!"

"I'm angry! I'm so angry! Cheng Jiayi is no longer the gentle, considerate, caring and lovely Cheng Jiayi in my memory. Now he is so terrible!"

"I am very disappointed in him. He is neither a qualified lover nor a qualified father. I think I have to reconsider getting back together with him."

Wen Qing looked at Sister Tong silently. She had complained to her about the 36w a month before. Sister Tong opened a conscientious company.

Moreover, Sister Tong did something even more stupid, she paid taxes.

Therefore, Sister Tong's money is not easy to earn. She also opened a brokerage company, and she made a lot of money, but Sister Tong was poor, and she had to bargain with others to raise a small Kai.

Wen Qing thought about the news that someone was buying shares in Tong En Company a few days ago, and a smile slowly flashed across her eyes.

She asked Shu Zhan to find out who was going to target Sister Tong. The result surprised her, but at the same time it was very interesting.

She didn't tell Sister Tong, but let her worry about the money for a while. Anyway, it won't be long before someone will rush over to support her.

Thinking of this, Wen Qing slowly joked to Sister Tong: "It's hard to get your little milk dog back, enen, you have to think clearly, you just gave up on him like this?"

Tong En snorted coldly, still full of anger: "Little milk dog? This lady doesn't care too much! Just let him go and be a stray dog!"

Tong Si's matter has touched the bottom line, she will never forgive him this time, at least, it is impossible to choose to forgive him in the short term.

Wen Qing looked at the angry Sister Tong amusedly, and thought to herself that in less than a month, Cheng Jiayi would have to turn over like a milk dog, and at that time, Sister Tong would probably push him to beg for adoption.

……

Wen Qing yawned and went back to the master bedroom after sending away Sister Tong, who had relieved her anger after complaining.

The two of them practically messed around all night last night, as if they hadn't slept all night. Luo Chaosheng turned his body sideways to catch up on sleep. The thin quilt only covered his shoulders, and the sexy skin of his neck was exposed, covered with patchwork spots Tooth marks and hickeys.

Wen Qing went over and pulled the quilt up again, covering him completely without revealing a single bit.

Luo Chaosheng dazedly grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms. Wen Qing took advantage of the situation and got into the quilt, pillowing her in his arms.

"What did you just do?"

There was a sleepy magnetism in his voice, muffled and very pleasant.

Wen Qing covered his eyes with her hands, preventing him from opening them: "It's nothing, just go to sleep."

Last night, this person insisted on dragging her to watch the first ray of dawn in the morning. After watching how the sky gradually changed from dark to bright, he dragged her to watch the sunrise. Strange.

Wen Qing herself was very sleepy, and she wasn't going to let him get up.

Luo Chaosheng sensed her intentions and didn't show any thoughts of resistance. Instead, he closed his eyes, buried his face on her neck and sniffed her hair, wrapped his limbs around the little girl in his arms, She said softly, "Honey, I love you."

He had said this sentence too many times last night, Wen Qing has now successfully achieved immunity, and by the way, she can reply to him perfunctorily while closing her eyes and preparing to fall asleep.

"I love you too……"

Luo Chaosheng was dissatisfied: "How did I teach you last night?"

He approached Wen Qing's ear, coaxing in a low voice: "Good boy, call me husband."

Come, come, the fear of being dominated by the teacher!

Wen Qing pouted dissatisfiedly, but still closed her eyes and replied softly: "Husband, I love you..."

Luo Chaosheng was still dissatisfied: "It's not soft enough."

Dominated by sleepiness, Wen Qing buried her face in his arms, hugged his waist and acted like a spoiled child with her eyes closed, her soft voice almost made people's bones crisp: "Husband~"

Luo Chaosheng was very helpful, but he still wanted to tease Wen Qing. After all, she was sleepy in such a well-behaved state, and she was not so easy to talk when she was sober.

He approached her ear coaxingly and asked her: "Do you still remember how you begged me last night?"

Wen Qing opened her eyes angrily, just in time to meet the warm gaze he was looking at with a smile, she stared at him for a long time with a straight face, then suddenly followed his example and moved closer to his ear, saying softly.

"I say……"

Luo Chaosheng raised his lips slightly, ready to be coaxed.

In the next second, Wen Qing's tone changed in vain: "Big villain! Stinky rascal! Old pervert! Clothes... woo..."

If the rest of the words were stolen, it would be counterproductive, and someone from Mi blocked it back with a gentle kiss.

Wen Qing was furious, and hit him on the shoulder with her small fist. The strength was not strong, but she was full of resistance. Luo Chaosheng squinted her eyes and let her go, and stuffed her back into the quilt.

"Go to sleep, I'll take care of you in the evening!"

Wen Qing immediately grasped his implication, she had never been so brave in her life, she had never done it before, and she would never have it in the future, she competed with him extremely embarrassingly.

"Clean it up if you want, I can't run away here, what night are you waiting for~"

She really didn't believe it, he didn't rest much before sunrise, it's this time, he's okay?

Facts have proved that it is too early for her to be complacent, and he just can.

This morning, Wen Qing miserably told Luo Chaosheng everything he wanted to hear for a reincarnation, and it didn't end until he got tired of listening.

When she finally fell asleep in a daze, an inappropriate but happy thought suddenly flashed in Wen Qing's mind.

Fortunately, she is her own boss, and she doesn't need to ask the HR department for leave if she misses work...

In the crew, Cheng Jiayi anxiously looked at the series of reads displayed by Tong En on the mobile chat software. He waited from daytime to dusk, but he didn't wait for her to reply him a message.

He knew that he was really wrong about Sisi, so he made persistent efforts, and then sent Tong En apology text messages, one after another, for several days, until the end of the month, he waited for Tong En's reply.

"You should find another rich woman next month, I don't have time to accompany my sister!"

Cheng Jiayi's eyes were fixed on the words "no time to accompany you", and he gritted his teeth.

Coke gave him the new script for the next scene with a smile, and the talent walked up to him, saw his expression, turned around and left immediately.

Coke is a smart kid. He understands quite well that when his actor shows such an expression, what he needs more is to be alone.

Half a month later, Wen Qing's fashion show was finally held smoothly, and almost all the ladies and socialites in Shanghai came to support her.

Tong En dressed up meticulously early in the morning, wearing a dazzling red dress that was no less hot than any model on the scene, and stole the limelight as soon as he came.

As soon as she entered the arena, she immediately looked for Wen Qing, and after searching around, she found Wen Qing who was already a little frozen with a smirk, surrounded by a bunch of ladies.

There was no need for Wen Qing to poke and ask for help, Tong En rushed into the encirclement at the fastest speed, and rescued Wen Qing from the group of ladies abruptly.

"It's too difficult, it's really too difficult. They either talk to me about A Luo's business or their children. I don't understand that."

After finally getting to Tong En's side, Wen Qing no longer had to maintain her fake smile, her face was full of pain.

"You don't understand normal when talking about children, but you still don't understand when talking about Luo Chaosheng's business?" Tong En looked surprised: "How do you behave as a wife?"

Wen Qing's expression was innocent, and her curled eyelashes flickered like two small fans: "Is it strange not knowing about my husband's career? I usually only spend money."

Tong En knew that the Luo family was very rich. The Luo's Auction House in Shanghai was of the same standard as Tong's Entertainment in Shanghai, and they both belonged to large taxpayers every year.

"Xiao Qingqing, do you know how much money Luo Chaosheng earns each month?"

Tong En was simply curious.

Three years have passed, and with the development of Rock's in Paris becoming more and more stable and the scale getting bigger and bigger, Luo Chaosheng's monthly income is no longer the original 50 billion.

At first, Wen Qing would curiously check how many zeros there were on his card from time to time, but then it became how many extra cards he would get every month, and then she lost interest in money...

Anyway, this stuff is endless.

(End of this chapter)