After a long moment, he let her go, rubbed her moist red lips with his fingertips, and said, "So he's not right for you."
Wei Siqi glared at him with tears in her eyes, then continued to lean in his arms and rudely retorted, "I don't know who said I wasn't suitable for him back then, but now I am?"
Wen Zhixing heard this, chuckled, bent down and kissed her cheek, and coaxed her, "I was wrong. It suits me both physically and mentally."
When Wei Siqi heard this, she shyly hit him.
After a while, the ordered Chinese food was delivered to the door.
After the two finished their meal, Wei Siqi was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes.
Wen Zhixing knew that the noise was too late last night, so he carried the sleepy little girl into the bedroom, put her on the bed, coaxed her to sleep, and covered her with a quilt.
He closed the door gently, changed into simple casual clothes, went into the study and started a video conference.
Meanwhile, the executives in City B were concentrating on a meeting. One or two sharp-eyed ones noticed that their CEO Wen had faint red marks on his face.
All the executives knew that President Wen went to City S to pursue a woman, but they had no idea who she was pursuing.
Chairman Zhao was also in high spirits during this period, with a smile on his face. He conveyed orders to them, telling them not to look for President Wen in advance if they were in a hurry, but to go directly to her so as not to disturb their son from chasing the girl.
After the meeting, Zhao Rong video-called her son and noticed a few red marks on his neck.
She smiled and asked, "When can I meet my daughter-in-law?" She was still thinking of the little girl she saw when Jing Shen's son was one month old.
I didn’t expect that my son would find a playful little girl. I don’t know who is in charge of the two of them!
Wen Zhixing looked at his mother and said gently, "Wait a little longer."
Zhao Rong didn't ask any more questions. Then she remembered something and asked, "Son, if you can get the girl, don't forget her mother. She didn't like you last time."
She wanted to fight for an opportunity for her son, but the other party didn't like her son!
Wen Zhixing pinched his brows and said, "It's all settled. Don't worry, just prepare the betrothal gifts."
When Zhao Rong heard this, she knew her son's marriage was not far away.
Wen Zhixing hung up the phone with his mother, processed a few more documents, closed his computer, and went to the bedroom.
Seeing the little girl kicking the quilt open again, he chuckled, lifted the quilt and lay down in it.
The little girl fell asleep in his arms in a daze.
He hugged the little girl, bent down and kissed her slightly open lips, closed his eyes, and planned to take a rest.
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