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

   He has been holding back for so many years, because Ning Tong has passed away after all, and Ning Yao is still by his side.

   The deceased is dead, and he doesn't want to torture the people next to him.

   But today, Ning Yao stepped on his bottom line.

   "Dad, Mom, stop arguing, and have something to say."

  Cheng Lianzhuo didn't expect things to develop like this, how could it be a good fight.

   "What's there to say!" Cheng Xianzhe turned his head and pointed his anger at Cheng Lianzhuo, "Daddy, you are the one who hurts the most. Don't do anything to disappoint your father."

   He meant something.

   "Dad, what did I do to disappoint you?"

  Cheng Lianchao is getting more and more aggrieved, but she hasn't done anything yet.

   "Your sister's business!"

   Seeing that she was still deceiving herself and others, Cheng Xianzhe stopped giving her face, and angrily ripped apart the **** truth.

   "Your mother steals her sister's man. If you learn from your mother and steal your sister's man, I'll break your leg!"

  The suffocating depression rushed to the face, blocking Cheng Lianzhi and Ning Yao for a while.

  Cheng Xianzhe snorted again and walked away.

   He turned around after a few steps and reiterated:

   "I don't care about what happened in the past. From now on, if you dare to beat and scold Xun'er again, you don't need to take action from Mr. Zhuo. I'll take care of you first!"

  The atmosphere became more and more depressed and gloomy.

  After only the mother and daughter were left in the empty living room, Cheng Lian grew angrier the more she thought about it.

   "Mom! Cheng Lianxun is obviously trying to rob me of a man, why did Dad break my leg?"

   At this time, Ning Yao, with tears in her eyes, was unable to calm down, and was no longer in the mood to comfort her precious daughter.

  Although she was interested in Cheng Xianzhe's family background, she only stepped in and grabbed it from her sister.

   But Cheng Xianzhe is a suave talent.

   She has been in the same bed for decades, and she has feelings for Cheng Xianzhe.

   Today, Cheng Xianzhe's harsh words really hurt her as if they were digging her heart.

   After loving him for so many years, it turned out that in his heart, she was even worse than a dead person!

   Heart ashes is no longer enough to describe her mood at the moment.

   "Mom, don't listen to daddy, he must love you more, otherwise why would he marry you? Don't think too much."

   Cheng Lianzhuo was very upset when she saw her like this.

   I haven't dealt with my own affairs, and my parents are like this.

   She helped Ning Yao go home, but did not go upstairs to greet the second elder of the Cheng family.

"what--"

   As soon as he left the house, Cheng Lianzhuo screamed again.

   "Where's the wild cat! I'll kill you!"

   The scream of her daughter brought Ning Yao back to her senses in an instant, grabbed the cat that was on her neck, and threw it out.

   "Ah-ah my neck! It hurts!"

  When the cat was forcibly taken away, its sharp claws plucked at Lianzhuo's flesh, pulling it down and scraping it hard.

   "Look, Mom." Ning Yao grabbed her hand and said in horror, "God, it's all bleeding! Come on, let's go to the hospital, disfigurement will be bad."

   "I don't want to be disfigured! Mom, where is this wild cat? I've never seen a cat here before."

  Cheng Liancha walked faster than Ning Yao, and was furious and furious.

   "I don't know, I'll talk about it later, it's important to go to the hospital first."

   called the driver, and the two left as if they were escaping.

   Villa No. 7 regained its calm.

   Villa No. 1 is a lot warmer.

   "You don't need to help me, it's not that I can't walk."

   After getting off the car, he was supported by the little guy, and Zhuo Dingding could not laugh or cry.

   She looked cautiously like he was a pregnant woman, and if she accidentally fell, she could kill a person.

   "Don't talk!" Cheng Lianxun taught him distressedly, "The patient needs more rest!"

   "Can't even talk? You haven't married me yet, so you're going to start being a housekeeper to take care of me?"

   Zhuo Dingding refuted, but a warm smile climbed on his face.

  The little guy cares about his little fierceness, so cute.

   "You are the housekeeper! Who cares about you?"

   The little milk cat frowned and frowned again.

   What a mother-in-law, sounds like an old woman.

"you."

   Zhuo Dingding smiled even more.

   "I don't care about you!"

  Cheng Lianxun waved his hand to help him, and angrily entered the door, ignoring him.

   "Is this angry?"

   Zhuo Dingding didn't know whether to laugh or cry, saying that he really didn't care if he didn't care, it was really a childish temper.

"Humph!"

   The little guy half turned his head and snorted, venting his small temper heavily.

   is hurt and glib.

  Bastard, she was worried for nothing.

   "Lian'er, my feet are so weak that I can't stand up anymore."

   The little guy was really angry, the dignified president of the Zhuo Group, helplessly began to show weakness.