Love Burns Out: Mr. Li Loves Me

Li Zhengting carried the soft Wen Rong into the bathroom. Her whole body showed the weakness of being forced to serve him, and she lay obediently on the man's shoulder.

Li Zhengting's originally gloomy heart softened a little. He really enjoyed Wen Rong's dependence and coquettishness and couldn't get enough of it.

As Wen Rong went downstairs, the doorbell rang. Seeing the man tinkering with the oven in the kitchen, she had to get up and open the door.

When I opened the door, I found that the person standing outside was Secretary Liu.

Before Wen Rong could react, Secretary Liu took the lead in raising a not-so-formal smile: "Good morning, Madam. I hope I didn't disturb you?"

Wen Rong immediately shook his head, took a few steps back, and made way for her.

A magnetic voice came from the kitchen: "Let her in, I asked her to come."

After a while, Li Zhengting came over and brought Wen Rong to the dining table to eat.

Secretary Liu standing by almost stared with his eyes wide open!

She had never thought that Mr. Li, who was usually so high and mighty, would actually run back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room in an apron like he was doing now.

It’s just to make Wen Rong eat more.

Originally, she still felt incredible about what President Li had told her to do, but compared to now, it didn't seem so absurd anymore.

Because there were outsiders present, Wen Rong had been subconsciously resisting Li Zhengting's intimacy.

She could be submissive to Li Zhengting in a completely enclosed and private space, but she would feel particularly uncomfortable in front of outsiders.

Fortunately, in Li Zhengting's eyes, this awkward point of hers was just that she was thin-skinned.

Wen Rong drank two mouthfuls of porridge and put down the spoon, but was stopped by Li Zhengting, who said, "Da Da, you can't eat so little today. We will be running indoors and outdoors later. If you don't eat more, you will have no strength. I don't mind holding you..."

Wen Rong paused, raised her head and looked at him, her bright eyes full of confusion.

But the man did not answer her. He just looked at her lovingly, his eyes filled with indescribable tenderness and tenderness.

Secretary Liu has been a secretary for so many years. If he can't even see this little hint, then all his work has been in vain!

She stepped forward and said, "Madam, Mr. Li has arranged a series of surprises for you today, one of which includes... reshooting wedding photos."

After he said this, Li Zhengting's eyes never left Wen Rong.

When they got married, the two did not take wedding photos. Even the only huge wedding photo in Elk Manor was synthesized by AI.

The photo was later processed.

Now Li Zhengting has fully realized his feelings, so he wants to compensate Wen Rong tenfold or a hundredfold for what he owed her.

He wanted everyone to know that Wen Rong was the apple of his eye.

He offered all his resources to her. As long as she liked what she wanted, he didn't mind becoming a springboard for her growth, so that she would no longer look down on the little things other men gave her.

...as long as she wants.

Wen Rong reacted indifferently to this. She was not particularly excited, nor did she show any resistance. She just listened to him obediently and drank a few more mouthfuls of the porridge he fed her.

The person who came to photograph the two of them was a top-level figure in the photography industry, whom Wen Rong also knew. He was Ali, a photographer for North City's leading fashion magazine.

Secretary Liu had already communicated and handled all of this, including a makeup team of more than 20 people, as well as hundreds of unique and beautiful wedding dresses airlifted from abroad, each costing no less than five million, for her to choose from.

Everyone present, especially the girls, envied Wen Rong and kept praising her for being so lucky to be loved by such an outstanding man.

However, when they saw Wen Rong in her wedding dress, they were all so amazed that they were speechless.

Such a stunningly beautiful woman, perhaps only the one in power in the Li family can protect her, right?

The makeup artist next to her looked left and right at Wen Rong's face for a long time without making any move.

The makeup assistant couldn't help but push her, "Why don't you start yet? Mr. Li will be ready soon."

"I wanted to show off my skills, but everyone has seen Miss Wen's face. There is really no room for me to show off my skills!"

These words made everyone present laugh, and the originally tense and solemn atmosphere instantly relaxed.

But the makeup artist was right, Wen Rong's face does not need too complicated makeup.

The makeup artist only touched up her look slightly, making her already beautiful face even more profound.

"Miss Wen, you are so beautiful! You look like a painting sitting here! Can I take a photo with you?"

Wen Rong smiled slightly and did not refuse.

After taking the photos, when the makeup artist looked back to admire her masterpiece, she discovered that Wen Rong should have been the happiest person today, but there was not a trace of excitement or joy in her eyes, only endless grayness and darkness.

Wen Rong looked at the sunlight outside the window and tried his best to suppress the trembling in his heart.

The door of the room was opened, and then there were voices of respect from people around - Mr. Li.

Wen Rong raised her head and instantly met the man's eyes in the mirror.

Wen Rong was slightly stunned. Li Zhengting was wearing a jet-black suit today with a Windsor knot at his collar in the same color as her wedding dress. His hair was combed back neatly and sharply. In the bright light, his tall and handsome figure looked like a sketch, deep and profound from any angle.

To use a vulgar word to describe it, it is that he has a very abstinent feeling. In response to the greetings from the staff, he did not show any arrogance. Instead, he nodded slightly politely, acting like a true gentleman.

Only Wen Rong knew how crazy and lustful he was beneath his gentle appearance.

Sometimes Wen Rong couldn't tell that the man who locked her under his body and indulged her to the utmost could, after getting out of bed, act so cold and abstinent. It was really a great disconnect.

But it doesn't matter...

After he came in, everyone retreated tacitly, and Li Zhengting was very satisfied with their initiative.

He took two steps to get behind Wen Rong, clasped her fair shoulders with his big hands, and rubbed them back and forth. His dark eyes seemed to wish he could swallow her into his stomach.

Wen Rong was secretly shocked. After spending these few days together day and night, she understood her intention almost instantly.

This is outside, and there is a large group of staff outside, how is it possible for them to mess around?

The next second, her chin was lifted up by rough knuckles, and her handsome face slowly approached. She turned her face to the side to avoid his kiss.

Li Zhengting was not annoyed, and just treated it as a little interest between the two of them. Such tenderness, on the contrary, aroused his desire to wreak havoc.

He leaned down to continue chasing her, but she pressed her shoulders against him and softly refused: "No, it will ruin your lip makeup..."

As he spoke, Wen Rong raised his head and glanced at him casually, his expression cold and lazy.

During these days of reveling in the nights, Wen Rong exuded a charming and coquettish look without realizing it, especially in front of Li Zhengting. It had almost become a conditioned reflex for her to follow his approach and touch.

She couldn't help but soften her body, especially after she took the birth control pill and no longer had to worry about getting pregnant. Her body's series of reactions could not deceive anyone.

She herself could discover it, let alone the man who enjoyed her every day?

Li Zhengting took a few deep breaths and suppressed his emotions. "Okay, when we get back home tonight, I'm looking forward to the gift my baby will give me."

Speaking of this, Wen Rong's cheeks were tinged with a light layer of powder, making her more charming than any rouge or blush.

Li Zhengting loosened his tie to dissipate some of the heat, but he underestimated his self-control towards Wen Rong.

When taking wedding photos, the photographer was looking at the two people who were getting closer and closer in the camera, or to be more precise, the man who was getting closer and closer to kiss Wen Rong.

After the umpteenth time, the photographer looked through the shooting records and found that eight out of ten were kissing photos. He finally couldn't help but said, "Mr. Li, don't kiss Miss Wen all the time! Just look into each other's eyes affectionately!"

The assistant and makeup artist at the side couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh, especially when they saw Mr. Li's handsome face turned cold.

Although Wen Rong did not laugh out loud, the slightly curved corners of her lips betrayed her. This reaction did not escape the man's eyes. Li Zhengting pinched her waist lightly.

Wen Rong was ticklish to begin with, so when he pinched her, she squinted her eyes and smiled. This smile without any emotion was like a thunderbolt, hammering Li Zhengting's heart!

Just this glance that lasts for a thousand years!

Click—the photographer quickly pressed the shutter button to record this frame!

But Li Zhengting didn't know that for countless days and nights afterwards, he could only fall asleep by relying on this photo...

The photographer was so pleased with the photo that he went back to look at it again and again. When he raised the camera again, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Oh no! How did it stick again?"

The assistant at the side had pink bubbles in her eyes, "Although, Mr. Li's desire for a wife is so real! I can't tell that they have been married for three years! They are even sweeter than many couples in the honeymoon period!"

This is indeed the case. This pair of people are a perfect match in terms of appearance, figure and temperament. Just standing there in the same frame, they are full of sexual tension.

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I want to move a bed over so they can have fun.

After the photo shoot, the photographer gave Wen Rong a camera used to record everything that happened today and told them to keep it as a souvenir.

Li Zhengting took it before her.

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Wen Rong didn't have to worry about any of the process. She just had to change into her wedding dress and wait for the photo shoot. Even during the outdoor photo shoot, Li Zhengting personally carried her there. After more than six hours of travel, she only felt a little tired.

The staff left one after another. Looking at the sky gradually getting darker, Wen Rong would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous.

When Wen Rong came out of the shower, she heard Li Zhengting talking on the phone. When he saw her come out, he said, "Got it," and hung up the phone.

"Auntie Lan called and asked us to go to the old house for dinner."

Wen Rong's heart skipped a beat.

Seeing her hesitation, Li Zhengting asked: "Don't you want to go?"

Wen Rong shook his head. "No, I haven't seen grandpa for a long time. I'd like to take this opportunity to visit him. After all, grandpa loves me the most in the entire Li family..."

I'm afraid there will never be another chance.

After hearing this, Li Zhengting slowed down his movements. He turned his head to look at Wen Rong and said with a chuckle, "Obviously, I am the one who loves my baby the most."

Faced with his indecent dirty talk, Wen Rong chose to ignore it.

The old residence of the Li family.

Weng Shuyao sat aside and rubbed her temples constantly. Aunt Lan beside her felt very distressed when she saw this and couldn't help but comfort her: "Madam, don't worry, the young master is a sensible person. Since he was able to persuade Wen Rong to come back, it means that he still wants to live a good life with her..."

Weng Shuyao snorted and laughed when she heard this: "He was trying to persuade me? That's clearly kidnapping and house arrest. If soft tactics don't work, then hard tactics will be used. Alan, how could I have given birth to such a son?"

Auntie Lan poured her a glass of water and said, "Madam, the young master is pitiful, the son-in-law..."

Realizing that she had said the wrong thing, Aunt Lan immediately fell silent!

Because in the Li family, the young master's father is not only a taboo for the young master, but also a taboo for the lady.

But when they saw the beautiful couple walking in from outside the door, their eyes were instantly dazzled.

Weng Shuyao never thought that Wen Rong would willingly follow him here.

Auntie Lan was the first to react and came over to greet him: "Here comes Dada! Go wash your hands quickly, I made your favorite dish tonight, and dinner will be served soon!"

Wen Rong greeted Weng Shuyao politely, but he addressed her as "Auntie" instead of "Mother".

The difference is so subtle that others may not be able to hear it, but Weng Shuyao has lived for decades, how could she not know the meaning?

She looked up at her son, only to see that his eyes were glued to Wen Rong from beginning to end, regardless of whether other people were looking at him or not.

Weng Shuyao sighed in her heart, feeling an indescribable bitterness in her throat.

Zheng Ting, like that man, is a stubborn lover. No matter what the cost, once he sets his mind on someone, he will never look back.

She has already taken care of the first half of her life, and she doesn't want to care about the second half of her life. However... her little daughter is still abroad. I don't know what she looks like now. According to her age... Is it time for her to have a relationship...

Wen Rong knocked on the study door and heard a voice from inside: "Come in!"

She pushed the door open and walked in.

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Li Zhengting sat on the sofa downstairs, holding a real-time updated current affairs news in his hand, but his mind was not on this at all.

He looked at his watch so often that even Aunt Lan noticed it.

After another five minutes, he didn't want to wait any longer, so he threw away the things in his hands and walked upstairs!

When he reached the door of the study, he was so anxious that he even forgot to knock on the door. He just pressed the door handle and pushed the door open!

What caught his eye was the graceful and elegant figure with her back to him. Unlike when she was with him, Wen Rong at this moment exuded a sense of coldness and stubbornness.

For some unknown reason, he felt unhappy.

Before he could speak, Mr. Li's majestic and deep voice sounded: "You are becoming more and more ignorant of etiquette. Don't you know to knock before coming in?"

But when facing Wen Rong, the old man immediately put on a kind attitude: "Fight him, it seems that this kid really has been disciplined by you, and he can't leave your eyes for even a moment..."