Mrs. Wen's wealthy daily life

Chapter 1181 Indifferent
The index finger accidentally touched her exposed skin, and I couldn't help feeling greedy in my heart.

Han Ning was not willing to take his hand away.

"You're here, I'm very happy." Cheng Zhu raised his hand and put it on the back of his hand.

Han Ning quickly withdrew his hand.

Cheng Zhu felt lost for a while.

"Could it be to get my attention?"

His words were very hurtful. Cheng Zhu, who was used to his gentle care, felt as uncomfortable as a needle prick in his heart: "You can go home and ask your...Fan Wenwen."

The word "woman" that was just about to be said was abruptly changed by her to Fan Wenwen.

In the past, when joking, she would say this to Han Ning. She has long said that she is used to it, and she has long forgotten that he is not the same as before.

If she said that, he would really think that Fan Wenwen was his girlfriend!
"Of course I will."

As soon as this sentence came out, the atmosphere between the two fell silent.

Cheng Zhu looked through the window at the Wanjia lights outside, but he didn't want to look at him.

She was afraid that she would reveal the grievance in her heart to him accidentally.

In fact, she also felt wronged.

But now he will not comfort her like before.

Her side profile was not as delicate as Fan Wenwen's. Because of excessive blood loss, she was as pale as paper, giving off a sense of fragility.

"Does it hurt?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Han Ning automatically found a topic.

"Try it, does it hurt?" Cheng Zhu's words were filled with anger.

She felt that this person was born to conquer her.

She was asking for it to fall in love with him.

Seeing that Cheng Zhu was unhappy, Han Ning didn't mess with her, and left after sitting for a while.

He had some doubts in his mind that needed to be clarified.

When he got home, Fan Wenwen had already cooked and waited for him.

Seeing him, she immediately threw herself into his arms.

Han Ning's hand went in from under the hem of her clothes.

Fan Wenwen cast a shy glance at him: "Don't be here."

No, there is no such greedy feeling, Han Ning withdrew his hand.

"What's wrong?" Fan Wenwen leaned into his arms.

Han Ning avoided her calmly: "Let's eat first."

"Did I say something wrong? If you like being here, it's not impossible." Fan Wenwen bit her lip and said something in a low voice.

This is the maximum limit she can do, but Han Ning has not touched her, and finally touched her, she does not want to miss this opportunity.

"It's none of your business." Han Ning picked up the bowl and started to eat.

"Then why did you..."

How could he remain indifferent after everything was like that?
Don't tell her, he is Liu Xiahui.

Then what are he and Cheng Zhu?
Han Ning didn't answer her, but just ate in silence.

He ate unhurriedly, his movements were elegant, and the aristocratic temperament cultivated since childhood was inadvertently revealed.

Fan Wenwen wanted to take the food away from him, but she didn't have the guts.

She just watched him eat like that.

Han Ning didn't mean to greet her either. He has always been like this, neither coaxing her nor currying favor with her.

He has always been cold, standing not far from her, watching her struggle with aloofness.

Fan Wenwen felt sad in her heart, but she was more unconvinced.

Cheng Zhu can't compare to her in anything, so why can he get his favor?
Under Fan Wenwen's gaze, Han Ning finished his meal.

When he went upstairs, Fan Wenwen followed.

At the stairs, she hugged him from behind, her red lips fell on his neck.

Han Ning pulled her away: "If you really want to, you can find someone else."

His words echoed in Fan Wenwen's ears like a thunderbolt.

(End of this chapter)