The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

"boom--"

Something was broken again.

Listening, Wan'er looked out a little uneasy.

"Wan'er, leave this matter to me, and you can stay in the room obediently, okay? Trust me, I will definitely handle it well." Mo Feng stretched out his hand to stroke Wan'er's shoulder, and said to her with a serious expression.

Wan'er looked at Mo Feng, nodded helplessly. "Okay then, I'll listen to you, stay in the room for now, don't go anywhere..."

Hearing this, Mo Feng smiled slightly and turned to leave.

Looking at Mo Feng's back, Wan'er still clenched her fingers a little nervously.

"Wan'er, don't worry. I believe he will handle it well. Besides, the young master won't do anything to him, will he?" Aunt Liu looked outside and then at Wan'er, comforting her sincerely.

Wan'er held Aunt Liu's hand expressionlessly. "But Auntie, this incident, after all, is because of me, but—"

Aunt Liu didn't speak any more, she stretched out her arms to hold Wan'er.

What a kind kid.

Ugh.

"Wan'er, where have you been? My Wan'er—" the drunk Long Tianyu stumbled out of the room, he called out to the outside, but there was no one there.

"boom--"

The bowl on the table was broken.

But Long Tianyu still didn't stop, and continued to walk forward.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. At this moment, his mind was full of the shadow of that woman.

Long Tianyu lacked maternal love since he was a child, and treated all women as playthings.

But this time, why does it hurt.

Why does my heart hurt when I think of that woman, why did I stop to look at her when I saw her for the first time.

He still deeply remembers that time when she ran away in a panic.

And that time, he bumped her, but she still ran away in a panic.

He once thought she was funny, very pitiful, sad.

But I still think of her often.

I want to know how she is doing, okay.

However, when he really saw her, he especially wanted to see her lonely appearance.

Omg.

What the hell is wrong with him.

Thoughts are so abnormal.

"Mo Feng, Mo Feng." Long Tianyu stumbled and walked, still calling Mo Feng's name.

"No, I'm going to take a look." Wan'er hurriedly turned around, wanting to go out, but was blocked by Aunt Liu.

"No, have you forgotten? Have you forgotten what Mo Feng said?"

Wan'er frowned, clenched her fingers in embarrassment. "But where did he go? Didn't he say he was going to deal with this matter? Now there is no progress at all—"

Wan'er was very nervous, and she didn't know why.

When she heard the sound of things breaking, she was very anxious, eager to see what happened and whether anyone was injured.

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