Dong Nuan raised his eyes, knowing a son better than his mother.
Although she sincerely despised Wen Nian, considering the overall situation, she had to admit this relationship.
"Yansheng, the Cheng family is now cooperating with the Lan government. In critical moments, marriage scandals are the most taboo. You should cater to her more in front of outsiders. Cooperate if you can."
"Um."
Cheng Yansheng had no expression on his face.
Dong Nuan said in a deep tone: "Don't let this matter slip away, keep the good news secret."
After saying that, Dong Nuan's well-maintained face showed a touch of sadness: "One more thing, your Aunt Lan and your second brother are coming back."
Cheng Yansheng, who had always kept his face calm, finally frowned.
"When did this happen?"
Dong Nuan said: "I heard it will arrive at the end of this month."
Ning Meilan was Cheng Qing's first wife. Dong Nuan's status came to her only after their marriage. Ning Meilan and Cheng Qing had an only son, and he was sentenced to be taken out of the country in her name.
In the business world, he often competed with Cheng Yansheng.
Overtly they are half-brothers, but secretly enemies.
This relationship is not made clear, but outsiders say that the brotherhood is deep.
Dong Nuan warned him: "So you can't divorce Wen Nian no matter what."
Divorce represents self-harm.
It would be too easy for others to take advantage of others.
"I see."
The teapot is empty.
Dong Nuan made a new pot and put it on the tea tray: "Be soft-tempered and don't be too serious with her. Not to mention tolerance, at least let outsiders think you have no problem."
Thinking of something, she added, "Don't her mother like to gamble? Gamblers have no brains. If you can't do it, go to her place to have some fun."
Dong Nuan gave her last words of caution: "No matter whether she has slept with someone else or not, you must take her to the hospital."
for safety.
Wen Nian knelt in the ancestral hall until six o'clock in the morning.
I was so sleepy that I couldn't open my eyes, they were red and swollen, and my kneecaps hurt so much that I couldn't even stand straight.
The floor was hard, and both knees were bruised with flesh.
"Ma'am, walk carefully."
Only in the Cheng family can she enjoy the honor of being a wife.
His calves were so soft that he couldn't use any strength. With the help of the servant's strength, he slowly stood up.
In a business marriage, Cheng Qing and Dong Nuan have a weak relationship as a couple.
The birth of Cheng Ruyi and Cheng Yansheng was only possible after Mr. Cheng spent a lot of effort and drugged Cheng Qing several times.
Cheng Qing doesn't like this house and lives in the old house on weekdays.
Cheng Zhai kept Dong Nuan and Cheng Ruyi alone. Cheng Qing came over two or three times a month, and Wen Nian rarely saw him.
Under the chandelier, the restaurant is spacious and spacious, with Cheng Yansheng sitting on the left.
The morning tea at Harbor Man is very rich and has a classic Cantonese taste.
When Wen Nian came in, Cheng Yansheng glanced at her, but he said to the servant: "Help her go upstairs to rest, and get some medicine to wipe her knees."
She looked haggard and her lips were chapped and peeling.
I don’t know what I was thinking, but my eyes were a little dull.
Wen Nian didn't even hear Cheng Ruyi call her.
The skin of his knees turned crimson red, exposing the tender flesh and burning with pain.
The servant squatted and applied medicine to her.
"I'll do it myself!" It's much faster to get started on your own than to borrow someone else's help. At least you can master the strength.
Wen Nian wiped it several times before someone came in with breakfast.
She recognized Cheng Yansheng from the figure projected on the floor.
"No appetite."
Wen Nian curled up on the sofa, applied medicine and rolled up his trouser legs, revealing a calf as white and tender as a lotus root.
She dresses conservatively.
Only Cheng Yansheng can see through the phenomenon and see the essence, and knows what kind of charming scenery is hidden in the clothes.
"At least take a few sips and I'll talk to you later about something."
He came over with porridge and sat on the sofa opposite.
His tall figure pressed down, pressing the sofa deeply. A pair of straight and slender legs were hidden in his suit pants. When he sat down, he pulled up his pants, revealing some of his fair ankles.
Cheng Yansheng wears white lining and black pants.
The collision of black and white always creates an elusive image.
There was no water all night, but Wen Nian didn't feel hungry.
Seeing the sticky white porridge, I felt nauseated: "If you have anything to say, just tell me."
"Everyone should take a step back on this matter."
