President Daddy’s Excessive Love

Sitting in the car, Cheng Qingqing leaned back in the chair tiredly. Today, she was frustrated and exercised in his office again. At this moment, with such a comfortable seat, she quickly became sleepy.

Li Qingyan held the steering wheel in one hand, staring gloomily at the road ahead.

He seemed to dare not even say what he really wanted. Although he had known her for a short time, he seemed to really feel in love with her at first sight.

Li Qingyan is a proud man, but a person who is no more proud will become humble when he meets someone he likes, and Li Qingyan glides past the co-pilot with resentment.

This woman, delicate and weak, was strangled to death with one palm, but he firmly held his heart.

Li Qingyan never thought that he would adore such a weak woman.

Cheng Qingqing slept all the way until the door of the house, when the man was about to reach out to hug her, she woke up suddenly.

The thick eyelashes were lifted, and a pair of star-like eyes fell into the man's deep cold eyes. "Wake up?" The man's tone was still unhappy.

"Well, are you home?" Cheng Qingqing propped up sleepily, got out of bed, and she was home.

Li Qingyan retracted his arm in surprise. In fact, he wanted to hug her upstairs.

Cheng Qingqing walked towards her own side hall, and suddenly her wrist was tightly clasped by a big hand.

"Tonight, come to the hall for dinner." The man's voice came coldly.

Cheng Qingqing looked up at him in astonishment, but only saw the back of the man turning and leaving, tall and proud. Cheng Qingqing felt even sadder in her heart. She could feel that Li Qingyan was getting better and better towards her.

Can she ignore Zhou Mei's mother and daughter? Can she be willful once.

Cheng Qingqing suddenly thought of her mother's timid and scared eyes in front of Zhou Mei, her heart contracted and hurt.

Zhou Mei did everything. If she really offended her, how would she hurt her mother?

Li Qingyan treats her well right now, is it because he loves her, or because he just treats her as a wife, and all his feelings for her are just trying to fulfill the responsibility of a husband.

Cheng Qingqing laughed bitterly, and she believed that Li Qingyan was only doing her husband's duty.

If Zhang Yu married, he would treat her like this. Zhang Yu is no worse than her, and has a good family background. He grew up with his business father. Maybe they will have a common language when they are together, unlike themselves. In addition to running the crew, it seems that there is nothing left.

In the evening, Cheng Qingqing took a shower and came to the hall for dinner. The first time she came here, she was sitting in this hall to sign the agreement. Now she came again and Cheng Qingqing was in a complicated mood.

"Miss Cheng, you went upstairs and asked Mr. to have dinner." Uncle Gu and the two aunts had a busy dinner, and when they saw her coming, they called her with a smile.

"Okay!" Cheng Qingqing nodded in response, and started walking upstairs.

Cheng Qingqing had never been to the second floor here, she looked for Li Qingyan with some confusion.

Suddenly, she saw a light in the room at the end, she breathed a sigh of relief and walked over.

The door was ajar, Cheng Qingqing stretched out her hand and pushed it slightly, then went in with the probe, and suddenly saw Li Qingyan walk out of the bathroom only with a bath towel.

"Husband..." She whispered.

"Get out." The man snarled at him suddenly, as if she broke into his forbidden area.

Cheng Qingqing was frightened and cold, and quickly retracted her head, leaning her back against the wall.

Li Qingyan lost his face, looked for a black bathrobe in a panic, put it on, tightened his neckline, and walked out quickly.

But found that there was no one outside the door.

Li Qingyan, who had just taken a shower, only had a bath towel on her body, and her scars were all exposed. Hearing her delicate voice, he really subconsciously wanted to drive her away, even if his voice would scare her, but He is too late, he just wants to hide the ugliness on himself.

Li Qingyan changed his clothes, went downstairs neatly, and saw the shivering little woman sitting on the sofa.

Cheng Qingqing was really frightened this time, he let her go...

Li Qingyan was actually a little nervous, deep in his heart, full of self-blame, but he couldn't show it, he just walked to her with a cold face and stood still.

Cheng Qingqing raised her eyes, carefully glanced at his expression, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry."

Li Qingyan said with a cold voice: "Don't go upstairs to find me next time."

"Okay!" Cheng Qingqing could only act like an obedient child, nodding her head fiercely. She didn't dare to go, nor did she dare to kill.

"Let's eat." Seeing her look timid, Li Qingyan felt inferior in his heart, even more regretful.

"it is good!"

What did he say, what did she do, she became his puppet, Li Qingyan was angry when she saw it, but why was she so frightened, didn't she make it by herself?

At the dinner table, it was very quiet. There was only the sound of two people eating. Cheng Qingqing's hands with chopsticks were still shaking. After eating only a small bowl, she lied that she was full and wanted to go back to rest.

Li Qingyan naturally let her go by default. Cheng Qingqing walked back to her room quickly. When she looked up, she found that the camera in the room seemed to be missing. Cheng Qingqing stared at it again, but it was gone.

Li Qingyan discovered this by his conscience, did he take down the camera?

Cheng Qingqing was overjoyed, then she opened a cabinet next to her and took out a pack of snack biscuits.

Milky, fragrant and crispy.

Cheng Qingqing took a piece to her mouth, and then took the script and memorized tomorrow's lines.

Just as she reached for the fifth cookie, her door was pushed open by a pair of big hands.

When Cheng Qingqing was eating alone, the man had a panoramic view.

"Aren't you full?" Li Qingyan was holding two pieces of bread and a glass of warm milk, but he never expected that this woman would actually lie to him.

Cheng Qingqing looked embarrassed, holding the biscuit that he had just bitten in, not knowing where to hide it.

Li Qingyan came over, put down the plate in her hand, snatched half of the unfinished biscuit from her hand, put it into his mouth and ate it.

Cheng Qingqing's face blushed. She had eaten that biscuit. Doesn't he dislike it?

Li Qingyan put his hands around his chest, staring at her condescendingly and asked, "Why are you lying to me?"

Cheng Qingqing couldn't say anything, she couldn't say that she couldn't eat while sitting in front of him, right?

"Still sulking because of my murder of you just now?" Li Qingyan narrowed his eyes, revealing her thoughts.

"No, how can I dare to be angry with you, I am not angry, I just..." Cheng Qingqing was a little aggrieved, her eyes were red, and she couldn't explain it anymore.

"Are you afraid of me?" Li Qingyan frowned.

"Yeah." Cheng Qingqing had no choice but to nod her head to admit that she really did not dare to stay with him because she was afraid of him.

"Too many biscuits get angry. These two pieces of bread were made by Uncle Gu personally. They are delicious." Li Qingyan handed over one piece to her. Cheng Qingqing took it and took a bite. It was really fragrant and delicious. After eating a piece quickly, the man handed her the milk again. She whispered a thank you, and drank half of it. She couldn't eat it anymore, so she put the milk back on the plate, and the man drank the milk again. .

Such an ambiguous atmosphere made Cheng Qingqing's pretty face fiery, and she dared not look at her beautiful eyes again.