Romance is the only favorite: the story of the domineering president kissing his wife

Chapter 12

——Cook a good meal for her.

This used to be Cheng Yiqian's wish too. After he discovered that the girl was a foodie who could eat wherever she went, he, who had always adhered to the concept of "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen", made up his mind to practice cooking secretly. Be careful of cutting your fingers.

He took this as a commemoration to fulfill her foodie dream, so even if he could use plastic surgery to remove the scar, he never did it.

He originally wanted to wait until that day, the day when he could officially be with her, he would hold this snack foodie's stomach firmly so that she would never leave him again.

But I didn't expect that it was only one step away, only one step away...

The girl who used to say she only loved him disappeared in a blink of an eye. Now that she was seeing her again, she was still pretty, but she was no longer in his arms.

But he still used the ground as a prison for this woman who trampled on his sincerity, trapped himself, and could not escape.

Cheng Yiqian took a deep breath, closed his eyes tiredly, leaned against the car seat, his stagnant and irritable breath gradually calmed down, and he seemed to be tortured unbearably and fell into a deep sleep.

He has been immersed in work since he got off the plane, and later met Liyu, and he didn't even have time to adjust to the jet lag. At this moment, he was extremely exhausted physically and mentally.

I slept, but I didn't sleep well, and I dreamed in a daze.

In the dream, Li You, who always had a mischievous and dishonest face, looked at him indifferently, turned around and took the blond man's hand, and said contemptuously, "Cheng Yiqian, who do you think you are, you can't give me what I want." , so I don’t love you anymore.”

"No," he in the dream hurried to Liyou's side, grabbed her wrist, and called out the name he had never called before, but had called countless times in his heart, "Youyou, I am different from before. , I now have the ability to..."

Hearing this, Liyou tilted her head and asked suspiciously, "What do you have? What can you give me?"

He was overjoyed, thinking that she was willing to give her another chance, he hurriedly grabbed her by the shoulders, and said proudly, "Whatever you want, I can give you what you want. Youyou, say, if you want If you want a car or a house, I will give you all my wealth, okay?"

"Who are you lying to?" Li You sneered, "You are just a small associate professor, with that meager salary, and your friend's orphan to support, how can your net worth be enough?"

Cheng Yiqian's eyes were slightly cold, and the hand holding her shoulder began to tremble, "You were not like this before, Youyou, you are not like this..."

Li You shook off his hand, took a step back, and wrapped his arms around the blond man's arm, "Cheng Yiqian, wake up, I just thought you were handsome before, and I just wanted to chase you for fun, I wouldn't How about spending the rest of my life with a poor man like you!"

"Liyou!" Cheng Yiqian's eyes were about to burst, and his handsome face was almost distorted by anger.

"My grandma is the chairman of Yan's enterprise, and he..." Li You hugged the blond man beside her, smiling sweetly, "He and I are the right family."

"you shut up!"

Cheng Yiqian yelled angrily, woke up from the dream, his head was covered with sweat, he took out two pieces of paper from the tissue box next to him, wiped them casually, and picked up the phone in his pocket that had been ringing for an unknown amount of time.

It was Mo Ziyang who called, and roughly talked about the situation of reporting to the crew on the first day.

Cheng Yiqian listened absent-mindedly, his eyes were all attracted by a pair of figures on the second floor.

He slept for a while, and when he woke up, Liyu had already finished his dinner.

Rika, who stayed in the living room for a while, seemed to feel sleepy again, turned around and walked into the bedroom.

"Brother Yiqian..." Mo Ziyang tentatively asked cautiously, "How did your talk with Sister Youyou go?"

Hearing this sentence, Cheng Yiqian suddenly had an idea, hung up the phone without answering Mo Ziyang, then opened the mailbox, and found out all the information about the Yan family that someone sent over today.

Finally, a string of mobile phone numbers was dug out and stored in the phone book of the mobile phone.

(End of this chapter)