The ceo's doting wife

Li Hanchuan was so angry at her refusal that he grabbed her hands and pinned them on top of her head, pressing her body against her body, making it impossible for her to move.

"Despicable wretch!" She tried to squeeze through a crack and cursed vaguely.

"Then I'll let you have a taste of what it means to be truly despicable!" He breathed heavily on her cheek, and when he looked at it, his overbearing thin lips pressed down again.

She resisted and refused to let his overbearing tongue in, but he was so cunning that he bit through her lips, causing her to scream in pain.

They intertwined and clung to each other - their bodies seemed to be inseparable for a long time, until Shen Yaxin was powerless to resist, allowing him to gnaw at them and pick up the slack...

Yu hai garden

Early autumn afternoon, - the towering villas looked golden under the warm sun, adding a bit of nobility.

A ruby car slowly drove through the gate into the villa area. After a few turns, it stopped in front of a villa.

Mrs. Li got out of the car, carrying two bags of various foods in his left hand and right hand, and walked into the villa with the carved gate.

Perhaps in a good mood, she hummed the group song she had sung when she joined the army. She was very happy.

"Ding dong -"

The doorbell rang and Nanny Zhao, who was preparing lunch in the kitchen, put down his hands and ran out to open the door.

"Madam, you're here."

"Come on, help me carry something." The door opened, and Mrs. Li scurried into the hall with two heavy bags in his hands.

"Madam, what did you bring over? Why is it so heavy?" Nanny Zhao had a bag in his hand, and it was tough.

"Your bag is super Bingbing. Porridge is nutritious. You have to cook it for Mu Chen." Mrs. Li changed his shoes and walked in as he spoke.

How could Li Muchen sit on the sofa and hear the voice in the hallway, knowing that it was grandma, but still hanging his head.

Mrs. Li - saw the flowers blooming at the corner of his grandson's mouth, and his feet seemed to have become light, so he leaned down on them.

"Mu Chen, are you feeling any discomfort lately? Why are you so listless? Grandma bought you your favorite wife's cake. Come on, try it."

Mrs. Li sat down next to good sun, put the things on the coffee table, and rummaged. Finally, he flipped over the wife's cake, peeled off the packaging and handed it to him.

Li Muchen looked up at the wife's cake in her hand and swallowed, but he didn't seem to have any appetite. His eyes were full of sorrow and he sighed as he grew old. He lowered his head again.

Mrs. Li realized that the little boy was abnormal. He put down his wife's cake and took him into his arms. He bowed his head and followed him. "What happened?" Who made mu chen unhappy? Is it your father?"

Li Muchen looked up at grandma with a righteous face and a pouting mouth, "Grandma, dad and Mr. Shen are quarreling. Mr. Shen won't talk to me anymore. I think I'm going to break up..."

As the little guy spoke, he felt very aggrieved, - both love to smile so much that the crescent moon was filled with tears.

Mrs. Li was in a hurry. There must be something wrong with it. What could she do if she quarreled with her daughter-in-law?

"Mu Chen is grandma's grandson. Tell grandma what happened? Why did dad and Mr. Shen fight?" Mrs. Li sensed the seriousness of the situation and suddenly became serious.

The little guy sniffed and thought about what happened that night. He said, "I miss Mr. Shen, so I asked uncle chen to send me to Mr. Shen. Then at night, Mr. Shen's friend invited me to dinner and went to sing. Mr. Shen said he was going to take me home, and the kids weren't fit to go there, but I just wanted to, and I was crying and playing around, and in the end, Mr. Shen and those aunts and uncles took me there."

"And then?" Mrs. Li asked anxiously.

"Then I met dad there. Dad was very angry. He said that Mr. Shen wasn't good enough to take me to a place that wasn't good enough, but I wanted to go there myself. Those uncles and aunts were so nice to me, and they sang with me - happy and grey wolf."

Mrs. Li frowned. This time, even her own son, she would never protect him.

"Grandma, they had a terrible argument. Mr. Shen was so angry that he left. I called her secretly, but I couldn't get through to her. What do you think we should do?" The little boy was so round that his little face was wrinkled and he felt extremely guilty in his heart. He arched into li Madam's arms and sobbed in a low voice.

Mrs. Li patted his grandson's tiny body with heartache and comforted him, "It's none of your business. It's an adult's business. You have to eat at home and wait for grandma to solve it."

"Really?" The little guy looked up at her.

"Really, as long as you stay at home, grandma will go to your father now, okay?" Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes made her heart ache.

The little guy nodded hard and sniffed, "Okay!"

After calming down her little grandson, Mrs. Li rushed to the company without even getting a hot seat. Today, she had to have a good talk with that son of a bitch.

The car shuttled through the crowded streets and after about 20 minutes, it stopped firmly in front of the gate of Wah hai building.

Mrs. Li got out of the car and asked the driver to wait for her. He looked up at the new coordinates in Nanzhou city and stepped into the building with great momentum.

The security guards in the lobby recognized her and immediately went forward to greet her, "Mrs. Li, this way, please."

Mrs. Li smiled elegantly at the security guard and, under his guidance, walked into the vip elevator to the president's office.

Ding! - the elevator door opened. As soon as Mrs. Li stepped out of the elevator, he saw his son walking out of the conference room with a dark face.

When he was young, Zhang Jian also came out of the conference room and was stopped by li Madam, "What's wrong? Why is his face darker than the bao gong's?"

Seeing Mrs. Li coming to the company, Zhang Jian was surprised. "Madam, why are you here?"

Mrs. Li glared at him angrily, "What? This is my son's company. Can't I come?"

Zhang Jian explained awkwardly, "No, that's not what I meant."

"Well, don't say anything useless. Let me ask you, did you make our Xiaochuan angry again?"

Zhang jian looked at the office and whispered, "How dare I make li unhappy? Li always quarreled with Miss Shen the night before yesterday. That's why..."

Mrs. Li realized later that it was because of that girl again.

Patting zhang jian on the shoulder, Mrs. Li turned around and walked straight to the president's office.

Li Hanchuan heard the door push. In fact, he saw his mother just now, but he was not in the mood to pay attention to her.

His brows furrowed even more as her footsteps approached, but he still did not lift his head and continued to work on the documents.

Mrs. Li tiptoed to the chair opposite Li Hanchuan and sat down, "Xiaochuan, how did your hand get hurt? Besides, mom has something to ask you."

"It's just a scratch. If you have something to say, just say it." Li Hanchuan remained in that position without raising his head and replied in a muffled voice.

Mrs. Li was not very satisfied with his attitude. He was bandaged and said that he was rubbing his skin. Since he didn't care about his body, she didn't care about him anymore. She asked directly, "Did you fight with the woman in the photo? Are we breaking up?"

Mrs. Li straightened himself, put his hands on the desk in front of him, and leaned forward. His eyes were fixed on Li Hanchuan's head.

Thinking how great it was - a girl, how could he let go so easily?

A little, Li Hanchuan put down the pen in his hand and looked straight into Mrs. Li's eyes. "Where did you hear these words?"

"You don't care where I hear it, just answer me honestly." Mrs. Li was displeased by his tardiness, and he hurried him to answer.

Li Hanchuan got up - got down, took out a cigar from the box on the platform, put it in his mouth, played with the lighter in his hand, and muttered for a while.

"What picture? What woman? I don't even know what you're talking about. Are you too old to see the wrong person?" Li Hanchuan denied it.

This infuriated Mrs. Li. How dare this bastard call her old!

The woman's biggest taboo was that someone said that she was old and jumped out of her chair and stood up, glaring angrily at her son in front of her.

"Li Hanchuan, don't hide it from your mother and me. The last time Mu Chen went back to the yard to play, I saw a picture of you with Mu Chen and a girl in Mu Chen's schoolbag!"

"Mom, a group photo is nothing. Don't make a big deal out of it, okay?" Li Hanchuan was impatient and denied it.

"It's nothing, it's a family photo!" From her point of view, it was done, and she recognized the girl as her future daughter-in-law.

Li Hanchuan chuckled helplessly and lit the cigar in his mouth. He puffed and puffed out a smoke ring.

"She's not my woman. Mom, you don't know anything. Can you stop messing around?" Li Hanchuan took a few more puffs of his cigar, his brows creased deeper because his mother got it.

"Don't lie to me. My little grandson has told me about your quarrel. What's wrong with a big husband who dares to do it?"

Li Hanchuan knew that no matter how she explained it, her mother would not believe it, so she simply kept silent and let her - herself act there.

"Xiaochuan, mom doesn't know if Su Yaqian's incident hit you too hard and made you lose interest in women, but it's been so many years, and a lot of things should be put down. Now it's not easy to find a match. That's a good thing. You have to learn to cherish it. You don't want what's in front of you right now. Maybe - it'll be someone else's time soon. It'll be too late for you to regret it then."

Mrs. Li said it with all his heart, but seeing him like that, he didn't hear a single word at all.

"Li Hanchuan, put the cigar down for me!"

Li Hanchuan puffed out a cloud of smoke and suddenly stood up from the leather sofa. He pressed the cigar in his hand into the ashtray, picked up his coat and walked straight out, "Mom, sit down by yourself. I still have some things to do."

"Come back! I haven't finished speaking. What are you busy with?"