Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Chapter 1441

1441 Chapter 1442-secretly scolding himself for being useless

Wen Cheng’s mind went blank.

She covered her mouth in disbelief and looked at brother Jiang in a daze.

She asked in a trembling voice, ” “Yingluo, are you really willing to let Yingluo let me be your girlfriend for the next three days?”

Brother Jiang nodded,”I’m willing to do so, Yingying.”

Wen Cheng’s eyes reddened as she tried her best to hold back the tears in her eyes.

She clenched her fists tightly to keep herself calm.

She looked at brother Jiang and bowed very seriously. thank you, brother Jiang. Thank you for giving me this opportunity.

Brother Jiang smiled helplessly, but his heart ached for Wen Cheng.

This girl was almost the same age as Lan Xiao, and she was even younger than him.

If these three days could really make up for her regrets ...

Of course, he was willing to fulfill her wish.

He was destined to be unable to obtain a complete love in this life.

If he could save a person, why not?

Brother Jiang and Wen Cheng reached an agreement. Since brother Jiang still had work to finish today, he and Wen Cheng agreed and went back to work.

Wen Cheng stayed in the hotel the entire day. She sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and stared blankly at the rain falling outside.

She suddenly thought of Fu Ling.

She thought about the heavy rain that night and how his lonely eyes were so bright in the rain.

As she thought about it, Wen Cheng gradually felt a sudden pain in her heart.

She frowned and lowered her eyes, staring at her heart.

What was wrong with her?

Why did she feel so sad when she thought of Fu Ling?

Didn’t she not like him?

Then why was she thinking of him without any warning now, and why did she feel so upset?

Wen Cheng could not figure it out no matter how much she thought about it and did not sleep the entire night.

The next day, as they had agreed, brother Jiang temporarily put down his work and planned to spend the next three days with Wen Cheng.

Wen Cheng got up early. After washing up, she put on a set of casual clothes and went to the kitchen in the president’s Room to cook breakfast for brother Jiang.

In the past, she didn’t like to cook, but she once heard others say that if you want to capture a man’s heart, you have to capture his stomach.

Because of this sentence, Wen Cheng had been practicing hard on her cooking.

At that time, other than learning how to cook from mother Wen, she had also signed up for a cooking training course.

Wen Cheng couldn’t help but purse her lips and smile when she thought of those hot-blooded times.

She collected her thoughts and made breakfast for brother Jiang seriously.

In fact, she knew brother Jiang’s taste after several inquiries.

Brother Jiang didn’t seem to like Western food. He preferred Chinese food.

Therefore, Wen Cheng had personally made a lot of Chinese snacks, such as steamed buns, fried dumplings, shaomai, vegetable cakes, fresh soy milk, and congee with preserved egg and lean meat that had been cooked for a few hours.

Wen Cheng had put a lot of effort into this breakfast.

She knew that if she didn’t do it now, she might not have another chance in the future.

She started cooking before the sun rose. By eight or nine O ‘clock in the morning, Wen Cheng had finally finished the sumptuous breakfast on the table.

She felt a great sense of achievement. Looking at the table full of food, her nose felt a little sour.

She pursed her lips into a smile and secretly scolded herself for being useless.

After that, she went into her room to take a shower and changed into a beautiful dress.

She quickly put on another light makeup.