Chapter 1820 The Difference in Promises
The host looked at her red ears and couldn't help laughing.
"Do you have any plans to get married? Have you decided on a specific wedding date?"
Shen Pianpian's ears turned even redder.
She waved her hands repeatedly and said,
"This question is not my responsibility. If you want to ask, you should go to Mr. Cheng."
"Speaking of which, does Pian Pian always call Mr. Cheng? Do you have any nicknames for each other?"
"Mr. Cheng is just a nickname,"
Shen Pianxian laughed,
"He would occasionally call me Miss Shen."
host:……
It should have been a polite name, but for some reason when the girl said it with a smile, it sounded so cruel that it made people want to bark.
Think about it, the young men and women who live in this house usually call each other Mr. and Miss, cook for each other, feed each other fruits, and blow dry each other's hair.
Run on the lawn in the backyard before sunrise, and snuggle in this sofa after sunset, with you resting your head on my legs and me holding your hand while watching TV together.
The two of them might whisper to each other occasionally and complain about the TV series, their voices neither too loud nor too soft, making the house seem even quieter and warmer.
It’s as if there are only two people left in the whole world, and there is only each other in the eyes of the two people, and nothing else can fit in.
If you think about it this way, Mr. Cheng and Ms. Shen are really very loving, and the names they use have special meanings only for each other.
The host was so overwhelmed by the sweetness of his own imagination that the next question also went in the direction of seeking abuse.
"So when you guys are at home, who usually cooks?"
"Of course it's him, I can't do it."
Shen Pianxian pointed to the kitchen.
"Look, there's some plum juice brewing over there. He made it..."
Before she finished speaking, Shen Pianxian saw something bubbling out of the small pot. She immediately opened her eyes wide and screamed.
"Mr. Cheng! Come and look at your pot! It's about to explode!"
…
Cheng Zhiyuan was answering the phone before hearing Shen Pianpian’s yell.
The call came from Secretary Liu, and the content of the call was not surprising to him at all. It was about Ling Jiaqi.
"Mr. Huang called and said Ling Jiaqi was willing to exchange two cups of water for her chance to stay in the entertainment industry."
The man standing by the window just smiled faintly and replied without any surprise, "I know."
She was about to hang up when Shen Pianpian's voice came from downstairs.
Secretary Liu on the other end of the phone probably couldn't hold it in any longer, so he finally asked,
"Boss, if Ling Jiaqi really did it, do you really want her to continue staying in the entertainment industry?"
"Of course, I always keep my word."
Cheng Zhiyuan's lips curled up coldly, but his eyes had an inexplicably evil and cold look.
"But I never promised how long she could stay in the entertainment industry."
"After all, staying for a day or an hour is still staying, isn't it?"
He hung up the phone, and when he looked up and walked out the door, the evil and cold look in his smile had completely disappeared.
He walked down the stairs and saw the girl sitting cross-legged on the sofa. The sunlight shone through her from behind, bringing her smiling face into Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes.
"Look, the water is coming out."
Cheng Zhiyuan walked straight into the kitchen and began to adjust the fire skillfully. After turning it to low heat, he took a cleaning rag and began to wipe the sink.
Her movements were elegant and neat, and it was obvious that she often did housework.
The staff standing by were all stunned.
The cameraman also hurriedly turned the camera to the man.
This style of painting is completely different from everyone's imagination of a domineering president, and it will definitely be the most popular gossip topic.
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