My Domineering President Hubby

"Take that one down." Ming Ling took Su wennuan's hand in one hand and pointed to the dress on the model.

"OK, Mr. Ming." the waiter said respectfully just now, and then didn't dare to delay for a moment to take off the dress from the model.

The other waiters stood aside with their heads bowed and respectful.

Su wennuan goes to the fitting room to change. The waiter brings a distinguished guest chair and respectfully asks mingling to sit down.

Ming Ling sat in a chair and flipped through the clothing magazines in the store.

After a while, Su wennuan changed her clothes and came out. The lavender dress looked very white on her, but it seemed too big.

Ming Ling turned to look at her, touched his chin and thought.

Su wennuan took her skirt and tooted her mouth, "it's too big..."

Ming Ling nodded. She is a petite girl. She is really big in this Lavender dress and looks more like a child.

The waiter apologized and said politely, "this is a new style, only this one..." the implication is that there is no small size.

Su wennuan nodded, "OK, I see. Thank you."

Ming Ling's deep eyes wandered around the store, and finally pointed to a pink short dress, "that one, give her a try."

The waiter hurried to take down the one and gave it to Su wennuan.

Su wennuan goes to the fitting room again.

This came out soon. The short bra dress and skirt were a little higher than her knee. The sequins on her belly covered her slightly raised belly perfectly.

The petite body looks full and thin, like a pink elf, very beautiful and a little lively, very suitable for her, very beautiful.

Ming Ling nodded.

Seeing his satisfied expression, Su wennuan turned to look in the mirror and found that she looked really good in dress. Her smile burst, "it seems much better than the last one."

The waiters stood aside, smiling and silent.

In front of President Ming, they don't have to say anything about marketing, because President Ming's vision is the best product.

Ming Ling was also satisfied. He stood up, walked forward, took her and asked her to dress like this, "that's it." he said to her, then turned around and ordered, "let the designer design a small size for that violet. Wrap up the old clothes."

The waiter nodded again and again, and soon someone packed Su wennuan's clothes and gave them to him.

Su wennuan was going to reach for it, but Ming Ling took it first and put it in his hand.

The waiters were surprised. Even Su wennuan was surprised.

He is such a noble man. He has never mentioned anything for anyone, but he is carrying clothes for her.

Su wennuan was moved, and the waiters were shocked and envied.

Ignoring other people's eyes, mingling led Su wennuan out of the clothing store, and then took her to shoe store and beauty modeling store.

When she appeared in front of Ming Ling in silver high heels and exquisite makeup, Ming Ling's eyes flashed.

Look at her eyes become different.

Beautiful, too beautiful, big eyes, clear to the bottom, delicate and white skin, graceful and slender figure, very good-looking.

Her usual beauty is only beautiful, but now the beauty is amazing and beautiful.

Su wennuan also found his eyes. She was embarrassed to come to him and pulled his sleeve. Weakly, "how about..." because she was not sure whether his fixed eyes represented dislike or like.

Ming Ling nodded, "yes." then he took her hand and took her away.

His left hand led her, and his right hand carried her changed clothes and shoes.

Su wennuan changed his whole body and was led by him to follow him. Just now he looked down, but now he was a little confident, and his chest stood up a bit.

Although she didn't know why mingling suddenly wanted to dress her up, she was so beautifully dressed that she was in a good mood. At least standing beside him, she was not so disheartened and humble.

Out of the mall, Ming Ling raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was more than 4 p.m.

He turned his head slightly and said to Su wennuan, "take you to a place. No matter what happens later, you should be strong, huh?"

Su wennuan was a little nervous when she heard him say this. She didn't know where he was going to take her or what would happen. She didn't ask. She sincerely and solemnly nodded, "en!"

Because no matter where he takes her, she will go. No matter what happens, she will bear it with him. She will be strong.

Seeing her so firm expression, mingling was relieved and took her to the direction of the car.

Ming Ling drove to a group villa. Someone came to open the door of the villa yard for him very early. He drove in directly.

Su wennuan doesn't know where this is and looks around curiously.

The car stopped in the villa yard and Ming Ling and Su Nuan got off.

The two rows of servants had been standing at the door leading to the villa. When mingling led Su wennuan to the villa, the two rows of servants bowed neatly and said in a flat and orderly way, "welcome home, young master..."

Go home?

Is this the hometown of Ming Ling? Su wennuan realized a little.

Then I felt very nervous. I felt nervous about seeing my parents.

This is the home of Ming Ling. Did he bring her back to meet her parents?

But at the thought of old man Ming, her heart jumped again.

The old housekeeper greeted him at the door. "Young master, welcome back, this way please..." he invited Ming Ling and Su wennuan inside.

Ming Ling didn't look at him at all. He led Su wennuan directly into the room. Su wennuan followed Ming Ling all the time and didn't dare to look up.

In the room, old man Ming stood at the door, his serious face could see a little smile, waiting for Ming Ling. He was wearing a black suit, obviously dressed.

Seeing the Ming mausoleum is also like seeing important people. He combs and dresses himself appropriately.

Ming Ling stepped into the room and saw old man Ming. His footsteps stopped.

Su wennuan's footsteps also stopped.

He looked up at Ming Ling and saw that his handsome face was tight and his eyes were deep looking at old man Ming in front of him.

She looked at master Ming again. Master Ming's sideburns were a little white, and his face was also lined with some wrinkles. Except that he was older than Ming Ling, his appearance and outline were similar to that of Ming Ling.

Let people know it's father and son at a glance.

It seems that old man Ming was also handsome when he was young.

Seeing the Ming mausoleum, old man Ming was strange and didn't know what language to use as the prologue.

When he left, he was only 12 years old. Now he is 26 years old.

After 14 years, his childishness has been polished clean. Now he is a mature man.

Even more successful than old man Ming.

In the face of such a Ming mausoleum, old man Ming didn't know what to say, or what to say was more appropriate.