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

"Cough! Cough cough—"

Laughing and suddenly frightened, Cheng Lian was out of breath for a moment, coughing so violently that her stomach was about to be coughed out violently.

Cheng Lianxun was a little nervous at first, but when she saw Cheng Liandi's appearance of seeing a ghost, she relaxed.

"Mom! Cough...Mom, come down quickly!"

If Cheng Lianxun was the only one, Cheng Liandi would never call for help.

But Zhuo Dingding also came, and she didn't realize until he got close to her.

His aura was too strong, and under the tremendous pressure, she didn't even dare to look at him more.

Those eyes were too terrifying, as cold as if they were about to tear her apart, even though he just stood there without moving.

"What's the matter with you? You can still choke after drinking water."

Ning Yao went downstairs with a 'ta ta ta ta'. She still cared about her only daughter.

After all, the happiness of the second half of life rests entirely on Cheng Liandian.

Although she is the wife of the Cheng family, she doesn't have to worry about food and clothing.

But after she gave birth to Cheng Liandi, she couldn't give birth.

As long as her daughter marries well, she will rely on the support of her son-in-law, and no one in the Cheng family will dare to drive her out because she can't bear a son.

Seeing Cheng Lianxun halfway down, Ning Yao was about to get angry, when she saw the tall and proud Zhuo Dingding in a blink of an eye, her face turned into a smile.

"Master Zhuo? Why are you here? Sit down, don't stand up."

Ning Yao, who also wore high heels at home, ran downstairs quickly without fear of falling.

Due to Zhuo Dingding's noble status, she didn't dare to post it rashly.

She ran to the sofa, took the remote control to turn off the TV, and yelled at Cheng Lian in a low voice:

"Watching some unhealthy variety show, why don't you get up and greet my future son-in-law!"

It's okay to watch no-brain variety shows, but she still coughs so hard that her face is flushed. Zhuo Dingding saw this kind of misery, what should I do if I despise her?

Dier is too careless.

"..."

Cheng Liante got up quickly, stood aside nervously clasping her hands, her usual arrogance completely disappeared.

She lowered her head shyly, took a peek at Zhuo Dingding, then quickly looked back with a blushing heartbeat.

So handsome!

He was more handsome than any man she had ever seen, as dazzling as a god descended from heaven.

It's just... why did Cheng Lianxun stand beside that bitch?

Dare to hold his hand.

That's her man!

Although Cheng Liandi lowered her head, she still kept her eyes on Cheng Lianxun, secretly warning her to let go and stay away from Zhuo Dingding.

'snort! I don't! '

Cheng Lianxun, who received the vicious look, responded arrogantly.

Follow Zhuo Dingding forward, relying on him just won't let go.

"Third Master, do you want to come here so late?"

After Zhuo Dingding sat down on the sofa, Ning Yao sat down opposite him.

From the beginning to the end, she automatically ignored Cheng Lianxun.

She was excited by only one thought.

The golden tortoise has come to your door, the most expensive golden tortoise in the whole devil!

This third master is placed in the imperial capital, which is also the existence of the tip of the pyramid.

If Dier could marry him, she would also be able to fly up to the branches and become the golden phoenix sought after by everyone in the imperial capital.

"Propose marriage."

Zhuo Dingding spoke concisely.

"..." Cheng Lianxun's Shui Ling stared wide-eyed, he really wants to propose marriage?

"..." Cheng Liande was frightened again, ahhh, Third Master Zhuo is really going to marry her!

"..." Ning Yao opened her mouth in the same surprise.

The third master really fell in love with Di'er, and their mother and daughter were about to become masters in the imperial capital.

"cough."

Among the three, Ning Yao, who had the most experience, was the first to react.

Seeing that her daughter was still standing beside her with her mouth open like an idiot, she pretended to cough lightly and hurriedly pulled Cheng Liandi down.

How could she show such a stupid look in front of the third master? It's too unladylike.

"Propose marriage?"

Cheng Lianxun's grandmother, Mrs. Cheng, with gray temples, was going downstairs.

The four people in the living room turned their heads and looked towards the stairs together.