Bad Boy Pampers Otaku Girl

The hand holding the wheelchair could not help tightening, and she suddenly felt the security that this man had brought her. It's the kind of arrogant temperament that frightens everything and dominates everything. It's a feeling that can hold up everything.

But at the same time, his spirit is hard to approach.

Zhou Mengmeng finally pushed him to the door in this quiet environment. She looked down and saw the remote control on the handle of the wheelchair. The corner of the mouth twitches. It's clear that she can control the wheelchair by herself. Does she have to push it over with fear? He thinks she has nothing to do in her spare time?!

"Mr. Wen."

A maid like woman came up and respectfully handed over a mobile phone.

The word "Lin Mi" is beating on it. Wen Ye's brow is slightly frowning, and he still puts it in his ear.

"What's the matter?"

"Mr. Wen, Miss Su, Miss Xue and Miss Dong invite you to dinner. I wonder if you want to answer the invitation?" Lin Qiu reported several names professionally. Of course, there are absolutely many people who want to invite Wen ye to dinner and then open a room in the hotel. No matter they are high-class celebrities or first-line stars, they all want to curry favor with this man. In addition to dealing with these women's calls, Lin Qiu has to screen out a few names that won't annoy Wen ye and report them to him.

The Secretary has done his duty.

"I don't know."

His thin lips moved and he uttered a few words without emotion. He took another look at Zhou Mengmeng, who was in a daze, and his tone became more indifferent. "Push it all away."

"Yes, Mr. Wen."

Lin Qiu is an intellectual woman in her thirties. When she hears that Wen Ye is not very good, she doesn't say any more. She just frowned irritably. She couldn't afford to provoke these high-class people. What reason should she give them to give up harassment?

Wen Ye hangs up and gives his cell phone to the maid. Did he know so many ladies? What Miss Su, Miss Dong, a messy woman.

"Help me to the car."

She is too lazy to agree. Forced by the gun of a bodyguard, Zhou Mengmeng helps Wen ye into a black car with larger space. A walk or a ride? He is very ill.

"Where to? You don't mean walking? "

"I don't want to leave all of a sudden. I'm afraid you'll take the chance to escape. Now, back to my house. "

He was entangled by gauze at the lower part of his neck, which was very inconvenient to move, but the gauze was pure cotton, which did not make him feel uncomfortable.

Zhou Mengmeng gives a dull answer. She subconsciously thinks that Wen Ye's home is on the 28th floor of Wen's building in the city center. But the scene outside the window kept changing, and she could see that it was not towards the center of the city, but... Towards the suburbs. Where is this going? In the heart inexplicably flustered. She looks out nervously and looks at Wen Ye's calm look. Is this guy going to throw her away in a place where there is no one?

"What are you afraid of? Go to Longhu Bay."

He squinted at her for fear that he would not sell her.

Zhou Mengmeng was once again stunned. What is Longhu Bay? It's the place where the rich gather! There is no doubt that the people in this area are either officials at or above the municipal level or businessmen of a very rich country. Of course, there are also many leaders of the Communist organizations who have settled here.

"Your home is in Longhu Bay?" Her voice was filled with wonder and admiration.

"The whole Longhu Bay is bought by our company."

He still takes it for granted.

She underestimates Wen Ye's wealth. Zhou Meng swallowed. The car soon enters Longhu Bay. Suddenly, the driver brakes sharply. For a moment, he loses his balance and almost knocks on the inner wall of the car.

His cold eyes fell on the timid driver, without half mercy: "you're fired."

"Yes, Mr. Wen..." the driver clenched his teeth.

"What's going on ahead."

The driver has been using it for many years. He won't brake rashly. I'm afraid something in front of him will affect him.

"It's president Yang's car."

The driver looked at the license plate number of the square car in front of him and replied with his head down.

With a cold smile, he takes out his mobile phone and dials a number in a cold voice: "let Yang Jin move out of Longhu Bay in three days."

He hung up without waiting for a response.

Domineering and despotic. Zhou Mengmeng could not help frowning. How could this man be like this? The logic of a rich man is that if you offend him, you'll get rid of him?

It's unreasonable. She could not help feeling a little disgusted.

The next thing is very simple, is to help Wenye to the wheelchair, and then push the villa. It's the largest building in the center of Longhu Bay. When she stepped into the private garden, Zhou Mengmeng was shocked by the scene.

Too big, too luxurious. But she didn't feel extravagant. Instead, she felt that this man had good taste, because the layout here was very style, not the so-called luxurious atmosphere smashed by the upstarts with RMB.

Even every plant and tree here has his character. Introverted and quiet. Of course, she doesn't feel that this man is introverted now. He's just too arrogant to be reasonable.

"You like it?" There was a kind of pride in his tone. Zhou Mengmeng is still immersed in his layout and decoration, which is very elegant... However, her hand touches a potato like tumbler on the cabinet.

There is no doubt that this childish toy is out of place with the atmosphere here. She took it off and put it in the palm of her hand. Staring at the potato, she had a bright face with simple facial features, and a warm feeling climbed into her heart.

"Why do you have such toys here?" Her voice is very soft. She seems to like the potato tumbler with eyes and grin.

"I loved it when I was a child, but now it seems that there is no one to sell."

"Because..." Wen Ye suddenly gets a little excited and looks at Zhou Mengmeng, "because a friend sent it to me."

"Well, that friend of yours must be lovely."

Her eyes are still focused on the toy in the palm of her hand.

"No, she's hateful."

Because, she sent this toy just to laugh at him!

Zhou Mengmeng looked at him in surprise with an expression of cannibalism and couldn't help laughing.

"Wen ye, don't you think it's naive to have trouble with an old friend?" That friend must be very important to him, otherwise why does he keep such old toys.

Wen Ye doesn't speak, but he still stares at her beautiful face. The * * in his eyes is rising.

But he was wrapped like a rice dumpling. He could do nothing but stare at her.

"NianMa."

He stopped his anger and yelled in the direction of the side. A woman of about fifty came at once, with a humble and kind smile on her fat face. Zhou Mengmeng looked back and nodded to the woman in a friendly way.

It should be Wenye's nanny. People around him are very easy to get along with. Why is his temper so bad? It's hard for Zhou to understand.

"Young master."

She bent slightly. Looking up at Zhou Mengmeng again, he couldn't help exclaiming, "this young lady is so beautiful."

Zhou Mengmeng was a little flattered and laughed sheepishly.

"Take her in and set her up."

Although he didn't show it easily, his mood improved a little. His mother praised the woman he brought back for the first time. It's really strange.

NianMa agreed with a smile and led Zhou Mengmeng to the guest room upstairs. It's really big here, and there are terrible rooms. Zhou Mengmeng is a bit at a loss. How about rehousing? She didn't say she was going to live here! Does he really want to be tough?

"Miss Zhou, you can call me NianMa. This is the only one. The light and ventilation are very good. "

NianMa's step stops in front of a room and naturally turns on the handle.

This is called a room? This is a mini * * suite, OK! Zhou Mengmeng walks into the room, but Nian's mother begins to introduce her. She seems to be very skillful.

"There's a separate kitchen and bathroom. The wardrobe is the latest fashion of Wenshi group's clothing brand. If Miss Zhou doesn't like it, she can tell NianMa that she can change it at any time. Miss Zhou can walk around at will, but don't go to master Wen's bedroom. When she was hungry, she could let the kitchen prepare something to eat... "She chattered a little bit, but Zhou Mengmeng still listened politely and patiently.

"Miss Zhou is really different from the ladies the young master brought back before..."

After NianMa finished, she suddenly realized that she had said something wrong. She glared at her eyes and covered her mouth. She quickly explained, "no, no... NianMa is always confused when she is old."

She's a bit dull. But it's normal to think about it. It's a waste of resources for a man like Wen ye not to maintain a few * * s. there must be many women who want to climb up his * * s. It seems that NianMa has received a lot of such "distinguished guests"

But what does that have to do with her? She has no position to care about his private life.

"NianMa, you don't have to explain. He and I are not what you think. I just promised to take care of him for a few days. "

She didn't believe it. He has no shortage of doctors, no shortage of maids. He wants her to take care of him as an amateur who knows nothing? It's obviously a cover.

"Yes, Miss Zhou."

Nian's mother soon fell silent. After a few words, he went downstairs.

Zhou Mengmeng stood blankly in the open room. The decoration inside was really luxurious, and she was well prepared for food and clothing. Especially the big one, it looks very emotional.

She... What is she thinking! Zhou Mengmeng shakes her head. She's a little tired after a day's running. But Nian's mother wants her to have dinner with Wen ye after taking a bath. It's too frustrating. He just managed to get a chopstick when he made the package. Did he want to have a romantic candlelight dinner with a mummy on a long table?

She could almost imagine that weird scene.

The bathroom has a big bath. Hot water is available 24 hours a day. The bright mirror is covered with a layer of dense, and the self in the mirror is too blurred to see clearly. Zhou Mengmeng slides into the bath and the hot water overflows his neck.

The warm touch was so comfortable that she even felt that she was about to turn into a carp. It's just the kind that's put in the pot and almost cooked.

Can she still leave? If Wen Ye refuses to let her go

The weak body sinks slowly in the hot water, and the feeling of being covered is really good. Zhou Mengmeng held his breath and enjoyed it for a few seconds. Wet wet hair in the water spread, hair curved into enchanting radian, charming heart.

Money can really bring people material happiness. Zhou Mengmeng thought.