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

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

The deceased was gone, and he didn't want to torture the person next to him for it.

But today, Ning Yao stepped on his bottom line.

"Father, Mom, stop arguing and talk about what you have to say."

Cheng Liande didn't expect things to develop like this, and they started arguing no matter how well they went.

"What's there to say!" Cheng Xianzhe turned around and pointed his anger at Cheng Liandi, "Die'er, you are what Dad loves the most, so don't do anything that disappoints Dad."

He meant something.

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

Cheng Liancha was getting more and more wronged, but she hadn't done anything yet.

"It's about your sister!"

Seeing that she didn't know how to deceive herself and others, Cheng Xianzhe didn't save face for her anymore, tearing up the bloody truth in anger.

"Your mother robs her sister's man. If you follow your mother's example and also rob your sister's man, I will break your leg!"

A suffocating depression rushed over, blocking Cheng Liandi and Ning Yao from speaking for a while.

Cheng Xianzhe snorted heavily and walked away.

He turned back within a few steps and reiterated:

"I don't care about the past, from now on, if you dare to beat and scold Xun'er again, I don't need Third Master Zhuo to take action, I will deal with you first!"

The atmosphere became more and more depressed.

With only the mother and daughter left in the empty living room, Cheng Liancha became more and more angry.

"Mom! It was Cheng Lianxun who robbed me of a man, so why did Dad break my leg?"

At this moment, Ning Yao's teary eyes were blurred, and she was in no mood to comfort her precious daughter.

Although she had a crush on Cheng Xianzhe's family background back then, she stepped in and snatched it from her sister.

But Cheng Xianzhe is handsome and suave.

Having shared the same bed for decades, she has feelings for Cheng Xianzhe.

Today, Cheng Xianzhe's harsh words really broke her to the core, as if they had dug out her heart.

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

Heart like ashes is not enough to describe her mood at the moment.

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

When Cheng Lian saw her like this, she was also very upset.

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

She helped Ning Yao back home, and didn't go upstairs to say hello to the second elder of the Cheng family.

"ah--"

As soon as he left the house, Cheng Liande let out another scream.

"Where is the wild cat! I will kill you!"

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

"Ah-ah my neck! It hurts!"

When the cat was forcibly taken away, its sharp claws dug into Cheng Lian's flesh and pulled down hard to scrape.

"Mom, take a look." Ning Yao grabbed her hand and said in horror, "Oh my god, it's bleeding! Let's go to the hospital quickly, disfigurement will be bad."

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

Cheng Liantia walked faster than Ning Yao, furious and angry.

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

The driver was called, and the two fled away.

Villa No. 7 returned to calm.

Villa No. 1 is much warmer.

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

Zhuo Dingding couldn't laugh or cry when he was supported by the little guy after getting off the car.

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

"Shut up!" Cheng Lianxun taught him distressedly, "Patients should rest more!"

"Can't even talk? You haven't married me yet, and you're going to start taking care of me as a housekeeper?"

Zhuo Dingding was retorting, but there was a warm smile on his face.

The little guy cared about his little fierce appearance, so cute.

"You are the housekeeper! Who will take care of you?"

The little milk cat raised its brows and frowned again.

What mother-in-law? It sounds like an old woman.

"you."

Zhuo Dingding smiled even wider.

"I don't care about you!"

Cheng Lianxun flicked his arm to support him, angrily walked in and ignored him.

"Are you angry?"

Zhuo Dingding didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he really didn't care if he said he didn't care, he really had a child's temper.

"snort!"

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

Both hurt and glib.

Bastard, she was worrying for nothing.

"Lian'er, my feet are weak and I can't stand anymore."

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