After the flash marriage, the fierce Jiuye kissed and hugged every day

At this time, wash the soaked mung beans, pour them into a steamer, add clean water and steam them over high heat for more than half an hour, then take them out.

Pour the steamed mung beans into a food processor and crush them. Then prepare a frying pan, pour corn oil and sugar into the pan, and stir evenly with chopsticks.

Add honey, turn on the heat and stir-fry with a spatula.

Set aside to dry for a while.

Take out the frozen filling and knead the mung bean filling into small pieces of uniform size.

The old lady and Mrs. Meng also helped to knead the dough into small round pieces.

Wen Zhihe first puts half of the mung bean filling into a plum blossom mold, then puts the filling in the middle, presses it down with the remaining mung bean filling, and presses gently, and a delicate and beautiful mung bean cake is ready.

Wen Zhihe prepared them one by one and put them on a white plate.

"Grandma, how about you try it?"

The old lady couldn't wait to pick up a piece and take a bite. It was icy cool, with a rich milky flavor, and was delicate and soft, which delighted her taste buds.

One word, fragrant!

Two words: smells so good!

Three words: so delicious!

It's so delicious (′,,?w?,,｀)?

Zhizhi’s cooking skills are really good. She can make a simple mung bean cake so delicious.

The old lady gave Wen Zhihe a thumbs up, her eyes narrowed as she ate, and she smiled and praised repeatedly, "Delicious!"

The old lady asked Mrs. Meng to taste a piece as well, and she was also praised.

"Young Madam's cooking skills are really good!"

The food her young mistress cooked was really delicious. I was in for a treat today.

Wen Zhihe was very happy to receive their affirmation and praise.

As long as grandma likes to eat it, it's fine.

"By the way, grandma, I want to send it to Yuheng at the company so he can have a taste too."

When the old lady heard this, she agreed very much. She hoped that the young couple could stay together every day, which would promote emotional exchange.

The old lady said cheerfully, "Okay, I'll ask the driver to take you there."

"Ah."

Wen Zhihe took a few pieces and put them in a beautiful food box, and left the rest for grandma and the people at home.

Then I made a few cups of refreshing and delicious lemon fruit tea.

After packing, Wen Zhihe said hello to her grandmother, took a box of mung bean cakes and a cup of lemon fruit tea, and left the Fu family manor in a car.

A few hours later, the car stopped downstairs of Fu Group.

Wen Zhihe politely said thank you to the driver, then walked into the company gate with a lunch box and juice.

Ever since Fu Yuheng officially announced their relationship that day.

Everyone in the company greeted her politely and respectfully when they saw her, "Hello, Madam President."

This was the case with every employee she met wherever she went.

Wen Zhihe also politely replied to them with a hello.

She took the elevator to the top floor, and before she even entered the office, she called out sweetly, "Ah Heng."

No one in the office responded to her.

Wen Zhihe walked in and looked up to see a woman sitting at the desk.

The woman heard the voice, turned around, looked at Wen Zhihe at the door, and looked her up and down.

She looks rustic, with a not very good figure. Her chest is not even as big as hers. She is thin and small, a complete country bumpkin. At first glance, it is obvious that she is a country girl who has never seen the world.

Such a woman is worthy of her brother Yuheng.

Wen Zhihe had never seen the woman in front of him before.

Who is she?

Why are you sitting on Ah Heng's chair?

Wen Zhihe was a little stunned, and she walked in.

The woman was wearing a passionate red halter dress, with her legs crossed and leaning back in the chair.

She is very beautiful, with delicate features. She looks aggressive, with heavy makeup, a good figure, and a good temperament. She looks like someone who is not someone you want to mess with.

Wen Zhihe walked to the desk, looked at her, and said politely with a smile, "Hello."

The woman sitting on the chair seemed not to have heard her. She neither answered her nor showed any intention of getting up from the chair.

The woman had wavy black hair draped over her shoulders and was wearing black high heels. She stood up and looked down at her with contempt, half a head taller than her. Her bright red lips parted slightly, "You are Brother Yuheng's wife."

The voice was so charming that even a girl like Ren Wenzhihe would feel her bones soften after hearing it.

Brother Yuheng?

Are she and Ah Heng very familiar with each other? Why do they call each other so intimately?

Wen Zhihe didn't know what the relationship between her and Fu Yuheng was, but she felt a little uncomfortable when she called Fu Yuheng like that.

Moreover, she had a vague feeling that the woman in front of her had bad intentions and didn't seem like a good person.

"Well, I'm his wife. My name is Wen Zhihe."

Wen Zhihe answered her questions generously and appropriately.

Then he asked her, "Excuse me, who are you?"

"My last name is Tang Wanyu. I am the daughter of the Tang Group and the childhood sweetheart of Brother Yuheng. We have had a very good relationship since we were young."

Tang Wanyu, a famous film actress, went abroad to study six years ago.

I saw the hot search on Weibo yesterday and learned that Fu Yuheng was married to someone else, so I returned to China immediately.

She has liked Fu Yuheng since she was a child and has admired him for more than ten years.

When she heard the news that Fu Yuheng was getting married, she was so angry that she wanted to see what kind of woman dared to snatch Fu Yuheng from her.

No one can take her brother Yuheng away from her.

Fu Yuheng can only belong to her, Tang Wanyu!

"Miss Wen, I advise you to be sensible and leave Brother Yuheng as soon as possible. To be his woman, you must be capable. I am the only one who can help him in his career. Since you don't have that ability, you are not worthy of being his wife."

"Brother Yuheng and I grew up together. I know him better than you do. You have only known him for a little over a month. You are a country bumpkin, and you still want to dream that Brother Yuheng will like you. Don't dream. I have known him for more than ten years. I advise you to leave him as soon as possible. It will be better for everyone."

"By the way, women like you just need money, so I'll give you 100 million to leave Brother Yuheng, and I'll pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself."

Tang Wanyu crossed her arms over her chest, looking arrogant, and glanced at Wen Zhihe with eyes full of contempt and disgust.

If you don’t know, you might think she is the hostess here.

I was very happy this morning, and in a very good mood. But now it has been completely ruined by someone.

Wen Zhihe calmly put the food box in her hand on the table. From what she said, it was obvious that she was trying to alienate the relationship between her and Fu Yuheng.

Wen Zhihe approached her, straightened his back, looked at her fearlessly with his pretty and tender face, and fought back without showing any weakness.

"Ms. Tang, Fu Yuheng and I are married, and he is my husband now. You call a married man "Brother Yuheng" all the time. You say you are the daughter of the Tang Group, but where is your upbringing? Didn't your parents teach you how to write the words of courtesy, righteousness, integrity and shame?"

"I think you should go back and practice writing these words, so as not to embarrass yourself."

"Also, whether I am worthy of Fu Yuheng is not up to you. This is an office, not a place for a mad dog to bark."

Since others were unkind first, don't blame her for being unjust.

He really thought she was easy to bully.

Tang Wanyu's face turned pale, and she pointed at Wen Zhihe with a frown and yelled, "You, you country bumpkin, who are you calling a mad dog!"

Wen Zhihe crossed her arms and remained calm, smiling, "Whoever answers will be the one."

"You, you little bitch! How dare you scold me!"

As the eldest daughter of the Tang family, she has been pampered since she was a child, and no one dares to mess with her.

Except Fu Yuheng, no one dared to scold her like that.

How dare this bitch scold her like that!

Tang Wanyu gritted her teeth and glared at her angrily. She reached out to pick up the coffee on the desk and poured it at Wen Zhihe who was standing opposite her.

Wen Zhihe reacted quickly and dodged the cup of coffee, which spilled onto the ground, soaking it.

Wen Zhihe patted her chest. Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough, otherwise, if the cup of hot coffee had been splashed on her face, she would have been in great pain.

Tang Wanyu was furious when she saw that the coffee didn't splash onto Wen Zhihe's face. She raised her hand and hit Wen Zhihe in the face, "You little bitch, I'm going to smash your mouth!"

Wen Zhihe grabbed the hand that was hitting her, and her cute face was full of warnings, "Ms. Tang, please stop, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

As he said this, he pushed Tang Wanyu away.

Tang Wanyu didn't expect that the woman in front of her would dare to resist, and her delicate face immediately twisted with anger.

She stepped forward and prepared to hit her with the other one, when suddenly Tang Wanyu saw two figures walking in from the door, with a pair of fox eyes flashing with viciousness.

She deliberately grabbed Wen Zhihe's hand, pretending to be pushed down by Wen Zhihe, "You little bitch, you're dead."

However, before Tang Wanyu could react, Wen Zhihe seemed to have predicted her prediction and was one step faster than Tang Wanyu.

He grabbed her hand, then let out a loud cry and fell to the ground.

He pretended to be injured and looked so pitiful that anyone who saw him would feel pity for him.

Her clear and bright eyes showed a hint of fear, "Ms. Tang, why did you push me?"