The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

"Master, the rice is ready. It's very fragrant. This is a taste that many cooks can't make..." Mo Feng walked into the room with two bowls of noodles, and walked excitedly at Long Tianyu who was still in a daze .

Long Tianyu frowned, and looked at the noodles in the bowl with his jet-black eyes.

But are they just ordinary noodles? As for this?

"I don't want to eat." Long Tianyu said indifferently.

"But it's really delicious. If you don't believe me, smell it." Mo Feng picked up the bowl and motioned Long Tianyu for him to smell it.

Long Tianyu was in an irritable mood, but the moment he turned his head, he suddenly froze.

The aroma of the noodles is very good. The moment I smell it, I suddenly want to take a bite.

Seeing Long Tianyu's expression, Mo Feng smiled slightly.

It seems that Wan'er's method is still very effective, really good.

Long Tianyu picked up the bowl and finished eating quickly, but as if it wasn't enough, he ate Mo Feng's bowl again.

Seeing him devouring his food like this, Mo Feng paused helplessly.

Fortunately, I ate some just now, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to taste it at all.

"Master, why do you care so much about that woman? You are so noble, what kind of woman do you want? Why—"

"Shut up." Long Tianyu raised his eyes suddenly, staring at Mo Feng with his dark eyes. "Although there are many women in the world, and there are countless women who want to be with me, there is only one of her. Do you understand?"

Long Tianyu's voice was slightly magnetic, and his expression suddenly became affectionate.

Mo Feng had never seen this before.

I really didn't expect that the young master would be like this.

"But she's dead."

"Impossible, she won't die, and she can't die." Long Tianyu emphasized.

It's really strange, as long as Wan'er is mentioned, Long Tianyu's emotions become extremely agitated.

This made Mo Feng, who had been following him, very surprised.

"But, that day, you and I both saw it with our own eyes." Mo Feng continued to speak, and lowered his head subconsciously after speaking.

"Nonsense." Long Tianyu turned his head angrily, staring at Mo Feng with those dark eyes, as if he wanted to eat people.

Facing him, Mo Feng clenched his fingers tightly with sobs.

"Bang—" A fist hit Mo Feng's face, and Mo Feng lost his balance and fell on the sofa.

"I don't allow you to speak ill of her, absolutely. She will not die. Without my permission, she will never die like this..." Long Tianyu looked at Mo Feng hysterically shouted.

Mo Feng didn't say anything, just reached out and stroked his face.

"It seems that I still have to leave here. I—" Wan'er choked up, tears were already streaming down her face, she was sobbing slightly, trying to stop the tears from flowing, but the tears kept flowing, and when she turned around , I don’t know when Aunt Liu was standing behind her.

"Poor child, Auntie can understand your suffering. But, he—"

"Auntie, thank you, thank you so much for understanding me. I know, he loves me, but I'm not worthy, I really don't deserve him." Wan'er cried and looked at Aunt Liu, and the more she talked, the more tears flowed flowing.

She didn't expect him to be so decisive and make a joke of his life.

It's just that she doesn't deserve it.

For her, he didn't deserve that.

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