The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

No one answered her, left the nearest man, grabbed her with his right hand, and grabbed her skirt with his left hand, and the skirt was torn in half.

"ah--"

With Cheng Lian's first scream, her tragic experience like falling into purgatory officially began.

*

Villa No. 1, study room.

"grandfather."

On both sides of the big desk, Zhuo Dingding sat down opposite Mr. Zhuo.

"You have been procrastinating and refusing to return to the imperial capital because of that girl from the Cheng family?"

Mr. Zhuo is in his seventies, with black hair, full of energy, and has the aura of someone who has been in a high position for a long time, very imposing.

"You investigate me?"

Zhuo Dingding leaned back on the leather chair, expressionless, showing no emotion.

He lost his mother when he was young, and his father was speechless in the family.

Since childhood, if his grandfather, the head of the family, hadn't protected him and cultivated him secretly, he wouldn't be where he is today.

Therefore, he respected his grandfather from the bottom of his heart.

But no matter how respectful, anyone would be upset if someone investigated him.

"For so many years, you don't even want to go home. If you don't investigate, how can I know what you have done in the magic capital all these years."

From the tone of Mr. Zhuo, he didn't think there was any problem in investigating his grandson.

"What's the matter with you today?"

Zhuo Dingding changed the subject and investigated this matter, which is considered a turning point.

Grandpa is his elder, and an elder he admires, even if he is investigated, he can't do anything to him.

"Answer me first, what are you and that Cheng family girl planning?"

The old man rubbed the gold-rimmed cane in his hand, his eyes were piercing, full of inquiry.

"I will marry her."

Zhuo Dingding didn't hide anything from him, and confessed his plan.

"If your goal is the Patriarch of the Zhuo family, her family background is not good, so she won't help you at all."

The old man is also very honest with his favorite grandson.

In his generation, there are many talented people in the clan, and the competition for being the head of the family is fierce.

Marrying someone with a similar family background is a big help.

A poor family background will drag him away from the position of Patriarch.

"I don't need to rely on the woman's family background. I will do my best to get what I want."

Zhuo Dingding lowered his eyebrows, as if he was thinking about the Patriarch.

In fact, what he was thinking about was the reason why grandpa came to him today.

Going to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing, running all the way from the imperial capital, or the old man coming in person, must be a very important event.

The old man stared at him deeply.

This grandson, the city is too deep, so deep that he can't see through him all his life as a soldier.

"Even if you rely on your own strength to sit on the position of the head of the family, with Cheng girl's family background, you want her to be the mistress, how many people do you think will obey her?"

What the old man said is not unreasonable, Zhuo Dingding has also thought about this issue.

"She is my wife. I don't care what others think. And no matter what they think, I will make them submit."

Zhuo Dingding's eyelids lifted slightly, his Mo Mo pupils were cold and emotionless.

He sat quietly, his aura was wide open, and he had the aura of being in charge of everything.

"To submit is to submit to you, not to her. You can't let her follow you 24 hours a day, what should you do when she is alone at home, let her face the cold eyes of others alone like Zhuo Liang?"

The old man's words hit the nail on the head and pierced Zhuo Dingding's heart.

The bloody reality was torn apart in front of him without reservation.

"..."

Zhuo Dingding pursed his thin lips tightly, and looked at the old man with fiery eyes.

As if he was an enemy, he shot without blinking.