The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

The huge room fell silent instantly, and Long Tianyu clenched his fingers and slammed it on the table.

For some reason, he felt a burst of pain.

He could obviously feel something in his lower body, but Mo Feng said that.

Could it be - thinking about it, Long Tianyu began to hate himself.

Why does it become like this.

Is it because of a woman?

Because of her, the person who tortured herself was not like a human being, nor was a ghost like a ghost.

Is it really worth it?

The sun is shining outside, warming the earth.

"Thank you, thank you very much, Aunt Wang. If it weren't for you, I really don't know where else I could go. Thanks to you that time, if it wasn't for you, I'm afraid—" In the luxurious hotel, the messy back In the kitchen, Wan'er walked up to Aunt Wang with a large bundle of vegetables, and said gratefully.

Hearing this, Aunt Wang didn't say much, she just smiled.

"But don't worry, I will never trouble you again. I will work hard and never cause you any trouble." Wan'er looked at Aunt Wang, paused, and said quickly.

"Stupid child, how could you implicate me? If I can see that you are living well, then I can rest assured, but you—" Aunt Wang held Wan'er's hand and said meaningfully, but suddenly stopped. When she got down, her expression was ugly.

"Aunt Wang, shouldn't I come back?" Wan'er asked.

"Of course. Do you just want to stay here forever? When I went to the hospital and didn't find you, I was terrified at the time. I thought you would really miss it? But later, when I went again, it was Knowing that you were rescued by a young master, I thought—"

"But Aunt Wang, how can a person of my stature be so high on such a young master? What do you think of me, I—" Wan'er said to Aunt Wang angrily.

Aunt Wang's face darkened. "Bah, bah, bah, it's all my nonsense, I blame my mouth, alas. It's fine if it's not, it's fine if it's not. Okay, Wan'er, let's wash the vegetables. When I go back today, I will cook by myself and make you some delicious food , make up your body."

Although Aunt Wang didn't do it on purpose, Wan'er's heart was really hurt.

Long Tianyu's figure suddenly flashed in his mind.

That arrogant guy.

Maybe, they were destined to just pass by.

That being the case, why should she be so obsessed with it.

Thinking about it, Wan'er turned around and continued washing the vegetables.

Today's work is very hard, maybe I will work overtime.

Wan'er raised her head and wiped the water from her forehead, looking at the pile of vegetables beside her, she couldn't help but feel heavy.

"Aunt Wang, did you wash these by yourself before? Why didn't you invite more people." Wan'er asked Aunt Wang suspiciously.

"Hehe—that sounds nice, you think hiring someone doesn't cost money. How can there be such a good thing in the world, idiot—work quickly—" It was that man again, looking at Wan'er indifferently, his voice Roaring bitterly.

Hearing this, Wan'er lowered her head in disgust and continued to work.

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