"Your sister didn't lie. I had a holiday with her. I approached you just to use you to deal with her." when I met again, oucheng looked at Yuwen, "you should also know this. Why should you follow me? You are innocent. If you want to leave, I will never stop you."

Yuwen had eaten almost, touched her round belly and said, "it's needless to say, of course it's because she has fantasies about you."

Ou Cheng raised his eyebrow: "what fantasy?"

"Just like what my sister said, you will marry me in your dream." Yuwen's eyes are magnanimous. "Although this possibility is very low, as long as a man like you shows kindness to a woman, women will instinctively dream and can't control it."

Oucheng turned the red wine in his hand and didn't speak.

What the woman said is somewhat true and somewhat false?

"Otherwise you really marry me?" Yuwen leaned over and said seriously, "I'll be a fake husband and wife with you. I just want a rich life, and I don't care about anything else. I'll do whatever you want me to do, even if I don't have a husband and wife life all my life."

Ou Cheng smiled: "you think too much. I don't need a formalistic wife."

"Why not?" Yuwen asked. "Novels and TV dramas don't say that rich men only need their wives to be obedient, obedient and inherit their families. They don't need their wives to have ideas, careers and ideas. I'm willing to be a doll's rich wife..."

"Stop." oucheng raised his hand, "if you talk about this topic again, I'll leave."

"Well, I won't say it." Yuwen sighed, picked up her knife and fork and continued to eat. "If you need a wife one day, please think about me. I won't let you down."

Ou Cheng endured her boredom, smiled faintly, and poured himself a glass of red wine.

In contrast, crazy women are not so annoying. At least crazy women have brains. This Yuwen is nothing.

After dinner, oucheng said to No. 9, "you send Yuwen back, I'll visit Xiaoling."

No. 9 gave him a sympathetic look: "yes."

Mr. Ou was really fed up with this woman's stupidity and ignorance, so he wanted to take refuge in Miss Ling.

In other words, the boss has spent a lot of time with Miss Ling these days. It seems that he has been tortured by the sisters

Oucheng drove through most of the city and arrived at a small Western-style building near the lake.

He wanted to surprise Xiao Ling and went in without ringing the doorbell.

When the nanny who was cooking supper in the kitchen heard the sound, she looked around and saw him very happy: "Oh, young ou, you're here. Miss is taking a bath. Do you want me to go up and tell her to come down quickly?"

"No need." oucheng casually sat on the sofa and loosened his tie. "I sleep here tonight. I have plenty of time."

"Then sit down first. I'm cooking tremella lotus seed soup. You and miss will have it later."

Oucheng straightened his long legs, spread his hands on the back of the sofa, exhaled long and felt much more relaxed.

"I've had enough. I want to get rid of the sisters as soon as possible and let them never appear in my life..." he thought in his heart and took up the teapot to pour tea for himself.

Next to the teapot, there is a new book with a beautifully printed cover and a few fancy big words - "President Sven depends on me".

"What's so good about this kind of book? Xiao Ling hasn't been tired of reading it for so many years?" he opened it while drinking tea. After reading the three chapters, he closed the book, threw it aside and smiled: "this kind of book is not worthless."

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