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

"Yeah." Zhuo Dingding led her to continue walking, his black eyes remained calm.

He seemed unfamiliar with Lu Ting and didn't want to talk about it. Cheng Lianxun also didn't like Lu Ting very much, so he didn't want to talk about him to spoil his mood.

For nearly an hour, the two walked around the garden aimlessly, hand in hand.

Zhuo Dingding was dressed in a neat suit, tall and slender, and handsome.

With more and more people in the garden, where they passed by, they attracted many people who looked sideways.

People peeked at him one after another, and many girls blushed and looked at him shyly and timidly.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Lianxun's small mouth shrunk again and again.

I didn't see that he has a girlfriend, so does the girlfriend just hold his hand?

Why are there so many people who covet his beauty and lust!

"Brother Zhuo, you are such a disaster." Before seven o'clock, she dragged him back to the ward.

Don't let him swagger in the garden and attract bees and butterflies.

"I didn't do anything, how could I become a disaster?" Zhuo Dingding knew why she was angry.

The little guy was jealous, he was in a happy mood, very happy.

"You did." Cheng Lianxun didn't care so much, it was right to accuse him.

The two entered the hall, and there were more people.

His height advantage is too great, walking in the crowd as if standing out from the crowd, standing a head taller than everyone else, and now attracting even more attention.

Suddenly an outstanding tall man appeared, and many people subconsciously glanced at it. When I looked over, I was purely curious, wanting to see how tall this person was.

But after looking at it, I unconsciously looked at it for a long time.

It doesn't matter if he is tall, but he has handsome features. He is so handsome, those deep black eyes seem to be able to suck people into the black hole of the universe.

The most important thing was that the dark black suit was worn on him, as if it had been tailor-made. His wide shoulders and narrow hips are comparable to a model's golden ratio figure.

He is handsome and has a good figure, and he looks like a wealthy elite. It is difficult not to let people look at him more.

Cheng Lianxun was standing beside him, holding such an eye-catching boyfriend by the hand. She didn't feel a sense of pride spontaneously, but felt uncomfortable being seen out of the corner of their eyes.

This is her boyfriend, no one is allowed to think about it!

Fortunately, brother Zhuo is either at home or at the company every day, he doesn't even go to social gatherings, and has a special car when he goes out. There are not many opportunities to walk, and even fewer opportunities to appear in the crowd.

Otherwise, he would have been stripped naked by everyone's eyes.

She inexplicably thought of one thing, if Brother Zhuo often appeared in the crowd.

With such superior external conditions as him, he will definitely be photographed by a scout someday. It would definitely not be a problem for a traffic superstar to dig him into the entertainment industry.

It's a pity that he has no interest in being a star at all, and he doesn't even think that she chooses to be an actress.

She was not at ease, but Zhuo Dingding was very at ease.

As if he didn't see the group of people in the hall, he answered her question directly: "What did I do?"

"You look so good-looking!"

She is so handsome, she doesn't know whether to be happy or depressed.

My boyfriend is coveted wherever he goes, so outstanding, this feeling is really proud and depressed.

"The word good-looking can't be used to describe a man, right?" Zhuo Dingding wanted to hit her on the head.

Moreover, it is not up to him to decide what he will look like.