How bad guys are made

Chapter 935 Birthday gift for the goddess wife?
Just when Wendong was thinking wildly, a pair of white and tender hands stretched out in front of him: "Today is my birthday, where is the gift?"

A pair of beautiful eyes swept over Wen Dong's embarrassing face, Zhang Hanhan let out a cold snort, and I knew it.

"Wife, you haven't eaten yet, so I'll cook for you?" His wife didn't even know about her birthday, let alone what gift to prepare. Wendong felt distressed and ashamed when he saw her, and quickly got up and said .

"No need, I'm not hungry, I ate several slices of bread." Zhang Hanhan shook his head, "And I'm going to bed soon, so I can't eat."

Ok.

Wen Dong didn't know what to say, and stood there awkwardly for a while.

"Go to my study and bring another bottle of red wine. You celebrate my birthday. My parents used to celebrate my birthday. This year is the first time I almost passed it by myself. Fortunately, it's not past zero yet. Hurry up." Zhang Hanhan said angrily and urged.

Hearing this, Wendong has mixed feelings in his heart. I guess the mother-in-law wanted to celebrate Hanhan's birthday before, but she rejected it. Want to spend it with me?

"Do you still want to drink?" Wen Dong felt ashamed, but seeing Zhang Hanhan's pretty blushing face, it was obvious that he had drunk a lot before, and she only drank a little.

"You've already drank a lot, but you can't drink anymore. How about I go and pour you a glass of orange juice? You drink orange juice and I drink." Wen Dong discussed.

"Oh, that's fine." For some reason, Zhang Hanhan didn't even refute, and leaned lazily on the head of the bed, looking at Wendong with misty eyes and nodding slightly.

Wen Dong felt strange, Zhang Hanhan today was completely different from usual, as if he was not just drunk, he went to the kitchen and poured a glass of orange juice, and then went to the coffee table to bring the bottomed red wine together.Zhang Hanhan stretched out his small snow-white hand to hold the orange juice in his palm, and then curled up on the bedside like a cat, looking at him with a smile.

Wendong smiled awkwardly, picked up Zhang Hanhan's glass from the bedside table and poured half a glass of red wine: "Happy birthday, wife."

"Thank you." Zhang Hanhan nodded and took a sip from his small mouth.

Wen Dong took a sip of his wine and simply sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Come on, take off your shoes." Zhang Hanhan moved his butt, moved into the bed and leaned on the other end of the foot of the bed, giving up most of the bed, and lifted the thin quilt on the side.

Wen Dong gritted his teeth and jumped onto the bed. Zhang Hanhan stretched out his hand to cover the legs of the two, one head at the other.Wen Dong also leaned against the head of the bed with his shoulders in his arms, looking at this superb wife thoughtfully with puzzled eyes.

Not normal, so abnormal.

Although he and his wife have improved obviously, let alone jumping on his wife's sweet-smelling big bed, even if he enters the door every time, isn't it because he barges in with a cheeky face and refuses to leave?Not to mention Zhang Hanhan took the initiative to invite.

Just when Wendong was full of confusion and guessing what happened to Zhang Hanhan today that made him not only drink a lot but also changed drastically, a little white foot shook off the thin quilt and stretched it into his arms. With Zhang Hanhan's exquisite snow-white feet, she heard the beautiful woman Zhang say: "My feet are a little sore, please rub them for me."

"Eh..." Wen Dong swallowed his saliva, subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the flawless little feet in front of his eyes, the tentacles were so soft that his heart trembled uncontrollably, and he suppressed himself Looking at the uncontrollable heartbeat that was bouncing back and forth, he massaged carefully, and raised his head and asked, "Honey, did something happen today?"

Intuition tells Wendong that Zhang Hanhan must have encountered something unsatisfactory, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to drink too much alone while waiting for her, even if today is her birthday, but for a workaholic who puts work above everything It doesn't seem like a big deal.

Zhang Hanhan's misty eyes swept towards him: "Don't you know?"

"Ah? Me?" Wen Dong was startled, and pointed at himself.But seeing Zhang Hanhan staring at him, as if he wanted to see a flower, this made Wendong feel even more guilty, what kind of business does this have to do with him?But speaking of it, I feel sorry for Zhang Hanhan and made her angry too much. God knows if this woman is testing him on purpose. How dare he speak nonsense? Isn't this just calling himself?

"Wendong, do you think I'm a failure?" Zhang Hanhan ignored his surprise, and suddenly sighed with a bitter tone.

"Ah? What do you mean?" Wen Dong raised his head even more confused, and said with a wry smile: "If you still fail, then there will be no successful woman in the world anymore. You are the helm of Zhang's enterprise. Isn't it?"

"Hehe..." Unexpectedly, Zhang Hanhan just looked at him with a chuckle and didn't speak after listening.

"..." Wen Dong didn't dare to explain casually, relying on his experience, he could tell at a glance that Zhang Hanhan had a very heavy heart at this moment, and the frowning seemed to be unable to understand something, but Wen Dong didn't dare to talk too much, he could Don't want to be that punching bag.

"Wendong, you seem to be very happy tonight. Something good must have happened tonight?" Zhang Hanhan looked at him and said suddenly.

"..." Wendong's hand trembled, and subconsciously pinched Zhang Hanhan's snow-white jade foot with force, and the painful Zhang Hanhan immediately let out a coquettish cry: "Ah, take it easy."

"Oh, I'm sorry, what did you just say?" Wen Dong was flustered, but his face pretended to be puzzled, but his heart was full of admiration for his wife. Zhang Hanhan is simply a god, and this can be seen.

Zhang Hanhan did not speak, but raised his head, staring at Wendong with a pair of autumn water eyes, frowning from time to time, as if to see him clearly, it took 2 minutes before he looked back, and sighed: "Hehe, you don't have to think too much, I know that as a wife I am very incompetent, not only often ridicule you, but also rarely smile at you, but you have done so much to me, I..."

"Wife, stop!" Hearing Zhang Hanhan's muttering, Wendong couldn't listen any longer. The more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He looked up at her and said, "Honey, what happened to you, you don't really want to remarry, do you?"

"Ah? Change, remarry? Who said I'm going to remarry?" Seeing Wen Dong interrupting her words, Zhang Hanhan was still a little angry, but she was shocked when she heard his words, and looked at him with a face full of surprise. With a tremor, the orange juice in the glass almost shook out.

Wen Dong was taken aback when he heard that, wasn't he?Staring blankly at Zhang Hanhan, who was obviously abnormal in front of her, seeing her obviously in a trance, secretly wondering, what's the matter?

"Wife, can you make a wish?" The more Wendong thought about it, the more ashamed he became. Zhang Hanhan must have rejected his parents and wanted to celebrate his birthday with him. He didn't say anything about coming home until midnight, and he didn't have any presents. She even bought the cake herself, he said through gritted teeth.I thought in my heart that as long as Zhang Hanhan's request was not too much, I would agree to her.

"Making a wish? You gave me things that I didn't even dare to think about. What else should I wish for?" Unexpectedly, Zhang Hanhan shook his head and smiled.

"Ah? What did I give you?" Wen Dong was taken aback when he heard that, with a look of bewilderment on his face?

"Pretend, Wendong, just pretend, I know everything, I know you are going to give me a surprise, I was really surprised, you are satisfied." Zhang Hanhan said angrily, and rolled his eyes again.

Wendong looked at her in surprise, am I satisfied?What am I satisfied with, I, I don't even know the skin...

Unexpectedly, Zhang Hanhan threw off the thin quilt all at once, and rushed towards him. Wen Dong was so frightened that he was about to grit his teeth and bear a beating from his wife when he saw that she was only half lying on his lap, with a snow-white His bright wrist stretched out and reached under the bed.

What the hell?

Sensing the soft body on his legs leaving, Wen Dong was disappointed and even more confused, but saw that Zhang Hanhan straightened up, and there was an extra delicate suitcase in his hand, and then he slapped Wen Dong's leg with a bang. Wen Dong trembled suddenly, and heard her snort: "I still don't admit it!"

Wen Dong looked down at the suitcase on his lap, and the corner of his mouth twitched. What the hell am I admitting? Then I thought about it, someone gave Zhang Hanhan a birthday present, right?But Zhang Hanhan mistook it for him?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is the case, numb, Hong Zhanyun punched you, you don't have a long memory, so I have to eunuch you, right?Dry!
"You guys are too hypocritical." Wen Dong was cursing in his heart, but Zhang Hanhan on the side snorted coquettishly, looking at him with a charming face, obviously very satisfied with this gift.

But Zhang Hanhan didn't know what Wendong was thinking in his heart. The more satisfied she was, the more jealous Wendong became. If it wasn't for Zhang Hanhan's birthday tonight, he might not be able to resist rushing out to find Hong Zhanyun. The wretch was pinched, dammit, dare to hit my wife's idea!
"The transfer of property rights is basically written in your name. Are you still pretending to me here, is it interesting?" Zhang Hanhan snorted, and looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes. Besides, you are a hypocritical villain!
"My name?" Wen Dong was surprised, did he make a mistake?And what transfer of property rights, what the hell is this?

Seeing Wendong's foolish look, Zhang Hanhan let out a coquettish voice, and reached out to open the suitcase.

And when Wen Dong saw the transfer details in the carrying box, he suddenly understood, he understood, but then he couldn't help but smile wryly, Lina, what is this woman doing?
The transfer details are nothing else but the additional conditions that Lina told him last night. Most of the factory buildings, shopping malls and various processing factories that Lanyun sold before, the transfer contract details of various processing factories. Lina will keep them in secret. All these Lanyun family properties were transferred to Zhang Hanhan under his own name.

Seeing that Wendong finally saw the coffin shed tears, Zhang Hanhan pursed his red lips, carefully put the suitcase away on the bedside, and looked up at Wendong.

"Wife, this is yours, and only in your hands can it play a real role." Wendong finally knew the reason for Zhang Hanhan's nagging before, but now he said it without shame, stretching out his hand while talking Embracing Zhang Hanhan's fragrant shoulders.

"Wendong, why are you so nice to me..." Zhang Hanhan blushed, but he didn't refuse, and leaned on his chest very docilely.

Wendong rubbed his wife's fragrant shoulder with one hand, and caressed her red face with the other. He was so excited that he couldn't tell. If his wife was so moved, the next step should be logical...

Today is her birthday...

(End of this chapter)