My sweet wife won again

Chapter 402

Benoit was surprised for a moment.

Soon, he decided that Mr. Murong deliberately pretended not to understand French in order to play a game of "pretending to be the boss and assistant" with his girlfriend.

Putting on a clear smile, he praised Murong Chenghan for being very romantic, and said goodbye after greeting each other.

Back in the car, Feng Lingling couldn't help but question Murong Chenghan, "Since you can understand French, why did you lie to me?"

"I'm afraid you will find it too boring." He started the car with a smile in his eyes, but his tone was very casual.

It's really boring to listen to them talk about winery production planning, but it doesn't seem to be much interesting to do translation.

Feng Lingling thought so, and muttered in a low voice, "Why do I feel like I'm being treated as a monkey?"

"I'm not kidding you."

"Hmph, if you cheat me like this again in the future, I won't forgive you easily."

The car was driving in the deserted suburbs, Murong Chenghan coaxed the little girl with puffy cheeks, "Okay, don't be angry, I promise, I won't lie to you next time."

The girl uttered, "That's about the same," she forgave him, and then asked, "By the way, why can you speak French so fluently?"

"English, French, Japanese, Korean, German and Russian, isn't it necessary?"

Feng Lingling widened her eyes in disbelief, "Necessary? In other words, you know all these languages?"

"Yeah," the man said casually, "I started learning from a young age. I have many language teachers."

"You are so strong." After admiring, she wondered again, "But why do you have to learn so much?"

"If I don't understand, what should I do if I meet an unreliable translator like you when talking about business? Isn't it led by the nose by the translator?"

"Why am I unreliable? I basically translated everything clearly, okay? Is the translation wrong?"

When Feng Ling Lingqi retorted, a hand was tapped lightly on the forehead by the man.

"You didn't say anything about your girlfriend."

"That, that..."

Xiao Nizi's cheeks were stained with a transparent red glow, "That's because, I don't think it's necessary to say."

"Why is it unnecessary? If you don't translate everything, it would be impolite for me to simply respond with 'I hope there will be a chance to cooperate in the future'?"

"Looks like it is."

Murong Chenghan's eyes were full of stars, and he asked jokingly, "Now you know how unreliable you are?"

"What!" She stretched out her hand and pushed him angrily.

"Don't make trouble," he stabilized the steering wheel, "I'm driving now."

"If it wasn't for the fact that you were driving, I would have been desperate with you for laughing at you and teasing me."

"Oh? You want to fight me hard?"

Although he was a bit puzzled by his rhetorical question, Feng Lingling didn't think too much, and responded casually: "What? Are you scared?"

Unexpectedly, just after finishing speaking, the car was suddenly turned into a side road.

The girl wondered, "Huh? This doesn't seem to be the way back? Is there any other place to go?"

While talking, she rummaged through the itinerary in her hand and found that there was no schedule for today.

The car parked under a big banyan tree, surrounded by green grass and wild flowers.

As soon as the wind blows, the grass looks like green waves.

"Why is it parked here?" She looked back at him, "Is the car broken down?"

"I miss you and me desperately."

"What do you mean?"

Xiao Nizi was in a daze, when the back chair was suddenly put down by Murong Chenghan.

Almost immediately understanding what he wanted to do, Feng Lingling was completely dumbfounded.

With a flushed face, she stammered, "You, you don't want to be here..."

(End of this chapter)