Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily


1421 Fu Ling, you bastard

“Fu Ling, you bastard Yingluo!”

After the slap, Wen Cheng threw the milk and cake at Fu Ling.

Fu Ling’s face and clothes were all covered with milk cake.

Wen Cheng glared at him angrily, then stood up and left.

Fu Ling looked at Wen Cheng who left in a Huff. He raised his hand in a daze and touched his painful face.

This slap was not weak.

It was clear that Wen Cheng was really furious.

However, Fu Ling did not regret it at all. He curled his lips and raised his eyebrows slightly, smiling willfully.

If he could kiss Wen Cheng again, he would not be angry even if she slapped him ten times.

Not to mention ten, even if it was a hundred, he would be willing.

After that, Wen Cheng refused to sit alone with Fu Ling.

Fu Ling did not want to annoy Wen Cheng anymore, so he stopped pestering her.

The plane landed and everyone got off.

Wen Cheng’s expression was still dark. She did not even look at Fu Ling. She greeted her parents and followed the company staff to the office.

Fu Ling looked helplessly at Wen Cheng, who was leaving angrily.

It’s over. This time, Wen Cheng was completely annoyed.

Wen Cheng had never liked him to begin with, and now she must be even more annoyed with him.

Zhang Liang looked at Mr. Fu’s troubled face. His mouth twitched and he said fearlessly, ”

“Mr. Fu, you have to take it step by step when you’re wooing a girl. You can’t be too forceful. You’re forcing miss Wen like this, when exactly will you be able to bring the beauty home? I’m really having a headache for you.”

Fu Ling was already in a bad mood, but Zhang Liang just said that.

His face was instantly filled with anger. He gritted his teeth and glared at Zhang Liang.

He clenched his fist and asked in a low voice, ” “What did you just say? I didn’t hear you clearly, can you repeat that?”

Zhang Liang looked at Fu Ling, who was about to fly into a rage. He shrunk his neck and quickly took a few steps back.

He grinned at Fu Ling. “Well, Mr. Fu, I was wrong. I was wrong about the method you used. You’ll definitely be able to get miss Wen very soon, the Yingluo who’ll return with the beauty in your arms.”

Fu Ling looked at Zhang Liang coldly. Without any hesitation, he lifted his foot and stepped on Zhang Liang’s foot.

ah! Zhang Liang cried out. Afraid of disturbing the others, he quickly covered his mouth and suppressed the pain in his throat.

He was so stifled that his entire face turned red, and he looked at Fu Ling as if he was begging for mercy.

“Mr. Fu, I was wrong. I won’t do it again, Yingluo.”

you’re not allowed to sleep tonight. You’ll guard my door all night. Fu Ling snorted coldly and left.

Zhang Liang’s leg was limping, but he quickly followed Fu Ling and left the airport.

Gu CI brought father Wen and mother Wen to the President’s House, and Wen Muchu took the time to meet the two elders.

Wen Muchu asked about Wen Cheng’s condition and his mother smiled and replied, ” “That girl, Wen Cheng, is a workaholic. As soon as she got off the plane, she was picked up by the people from her company. She said she had a meeting to attend to, so I couldn’t stop her. ”

Wen Muchu couldn’t help but purse his lips and smile gently.

“It’s not bad for a girl to be more career-oriented. Just like Lan Xiao, she’s rarely idle all day long.”

Mother Wen naturally nodded in agreement happily. As they chatted, they suddenly talked about Wen Cheng and Fu Ling.

The two elders did not know Fu Ling’s identity, but Wen Muchu did.

When he saw that the two elders liked Fu Ling very much, he also felt a little more compassion.