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

If you discover it, you will discover it, why should you say it!

What a shame.

"I'm ignoring you!" She turned her head and ran out full of shame.

When the third master changed into a well-tailored custom suit and came out, she was still nestling on the sofa watching variety shows.

He walked behind her, propped his arms on the back of the sofa chair, bent down and kissed the top of her head.

The unique fragrance of her hair penetrated into the lungs instantly, more refreshing than taking a cold shower for him.

"Brother Zhuo, you haven't said what you are doing in the castle, and you just met your parents?"

Her expression returned to normal, and the shame and blush on her face faded, she looked back at him with her head up.

"Almost, let everyone from the Zhuo family see you." The third master gently stroked her long hair.

I only focus on preparing clothes and shoes for her, but she doesn't have any decorations on her head, do you want a hairstyle?

"Ah?" Cheng Lianxun was terrified, "Not only to see the elders, but also the younger ones?"

The task doubled in an instant, and her pressure doubled.

"Actually, it's not bad. Anyway, seeing one is seeing, and seeing ten is also seeing. It's good to see once."

She is still young, she doesn't know much about the world, and her interpersonal communication is not smooth, and the Zhuo family is not easy for anyone.

He didn't want to have too much contact with her and the Zhuo family, at least for now.

So let's meet first, let the two get to know each other, let everyone know the relationship between her and him, that's all.

"It's easy to say, but the pressure of meeting a stranger is completely different from meeting ten strangers."

Cheng Lianxun felt more and more that he was in the right place, and was accidentally led into the pit by him.

Fortunately, he was also in the pit together, which made her feel better.

"Don't be afraid, with me here, they dare not do anything to you." Her smooth long hair slipped through her fingers.

Zhuo Dingding looked at her black hair and felt that he should not find a hair stylist to do her hair.

She looks good without makeup, not to mention not messing with her hair, it's nice to be natural.

"You can't be by my side every minute, can you?"

After thinking about it carefully, there will always be special situations that require her to deal with alone, even if it is only for a few minutes.

"Don't worry, if I have something to leave, Fifth Brother will accompany you."

Thinking of his younger brother, Zhuo Dingding frowned slightly.

In this huge old castle, the fifth younger brother was often bullied because his parents were absent and he had no roots.

Although he would not blatantly beat him and abuse him, harsh gossip was indispensable.

Thinking of how he has endured all this in silence for so many years, he secretly clenched his big palm lightly on the sofa.

The people of the Zhuo family, on the surface, are loving fathers and filial sons, brothers and brothers respectful, peaceful and peaceful, but the undercurrent is turbulent under the surface, and it has never stopped.

Driven by interests, large interests such as the newly established position of head of the family cannot be shaken by hundreds of years of family rules, but small interests under the big interests, disputes and snatching are inevitable.

"Can I go see Fifth Brother now?" Cheng Lianxun suddenly turned over, his legs turned into a kneeling position, and he stared at him eagerly.

As he spoke, his thoughts went to another man.

The third master laughed and was angry, and scraped her upturned little nose vigorously: "Go."

She laughed and put on the high heels, but saw him walking towards the big bed: "Aren't you going?"

"I'll go downstairs to find you later. He should be in the study on the third floor. If you don't have you on the third floor, go to the second floor."

The third master picked up the mobile phone placed at the end of the bed.