My sweet wife won again

Chapter 281 I Have Some Worries

Feng Lingling was in a good mood from dinner to bedtime.

It wasn't until he turned off the light, closed his eyes, and thought about Ah Xin and Zhang Chengan again that he felt lonely.

Being hugged by the man from behind, he kissed her on the neck, "Good night."

"Ah."

With just one word, he could hear her strange, "Why does she seem to be weak?"

"Thought about Ah Xin."

Murong Chenghan asked: "That best friend of yours?"

"Yes," the girl turned around, and looked up into the man's eyes, "Murong Chenghan, can't you change the rules of your family?"

"What rules?"

"It's just like Zhang Cheng'an...can't he be with Ah Xin without the consent of your Murong family?"

"I thought you were going to say something," the man reached out and stroked her long hair, "I'm too young to have a say in this matter."

Feng Lingling was stunned, "Aren't you the president of Murong Group?"

"But those rules in the family, as well as many traditional things, are managed by people of the grandfather's generation."

"Hey," she sighed, "I can guess that your grandfather must be the most stubborn about this kind of thing."

Seeing Xiao Nizi's eyes drooping sadly, he kissed her forehead comfortingly, "Let them figure out their own affairs, don't make it look like you're broken in love."

"What can they think of? Ah Xin won't say anything. She is kept in the dark and doesn't know anything. As for Zhang Cheng'an, he must follow the rules."

"It can only show that he doesn't care enough about your best friend. If he cares enough, he will definitely try his best to be with her."

Feng Lingling puffed up her cheeks, "To put it lightly, the two of them don't even count as being together officially, how could they be willing to sacrifice what they cared about for each other all at once."

"It seems to make sense."

As soon as he finished speaking, she was pushed gently by her, "Why do you think you don't care about the emotional life of your subordinates at all?"

Hearing this, Murong Chenghan laughed softly, "You are right, I am not in a panic because of my idle time, but I am still thinking of ways to deal with their private life all day long."

"Humph!"

Feng Lingling turned around awkwardly, with her back to him.

He put his arms around her shoulders, "what's the matter? It's all right, shouldn't you be angry?"

"I'm not made by firecrackers."

"But seeing you like this, I'm just angry."

"I'm a little worried," she turned sideways, looking at the white screen window blown up by the wind in the distance, "I'm worried that if one day your grandpa finds out that I am Jiang Ying's daughter, will he..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the man: "There won't be a day, you are Feng Lingling, the daughter of Feng Zerui."

After Murong Chenghan finished speaking, he changed the subject and said to the girl, "By the way, I have asked someone to help him re-register your father's Fengshi Finance."

"really?"

Feng Lingling turned her head with surprise.

He nodded her forehead, "Do you think I'm joking to lie to you?"

"Great! I have recently injured either my leg or my hand. I kept making excuses saying that I was filming on the set, but I dare not go back to see my father."

Feng Lingling's face was moved, "Now, I feel a little bit of comfort in my heart."

"Just a little bit?"

The girl chuckled, "What else? After all, I didn't make the money with my own hands, so I have to find a way to return it to you."

　Recently transitioned, so the plot is kind of boring.Please excuse me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)