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Seeing this, Jiang's mother looked at Long Chen begging her daughter with some disgust. There was some contempt in her eyes. She wondered how a grown man could please a woman.

Although he disliked Long Chen's behavior, he seemed to like his grandson a little more. "Wan Wan's 4% stake is not a small amount. You know, your father and I only own 18% of the shares together. What do you think?"

"I want children, but I don't want shares." Long Chen looked at his bright and charming wife sitting on the sofa with anticipation in a hoarse voice.

Jiang Wanwan raised the corners of her lips slightly, and she suddenly understood why her grandfather wanted to marry her to Long Chen. After all, an obedient dog is much easier to control than a jackal outside.

"Mom, I think you're right. It's okay for Long Chen to take care of the child after it's born." Jiang Wanwan said with a smile.

Jiang's mother was delighted when she heard this. "Really?"

"Really?" Jiang Wanwan smiled and nodded.

Jiang's mother clenched her hands excitedly, wishing that the two of them could have a baby quickly. "Then you and Long Chen will have to work harder during this period."

"After the baby is born, your father and I will help take care of it, so don't worry." Jiang's mother achieved her purpose and happily opened the door and left.

Seeing her mother's happy look, Jiang Wanwan thought that having a child was not a bad thing. At least her parents and grandfather would be happy, and the most important thing was that she could get shares.

Long Chen was still squatting beside the sofa, and his cold and handsome features softened.

It was a very joyful thing for him that his wife agreed to have a child. He even began to expect that their child would be as beautiful and cute as his wife.

Seeing Long Chen like this, Jiang Wanwan put her calves on his shoulders and licked her lips as Long Chen groaned. "If you want a child so badly, then... this is of some use."

Long Chen looked at his wife with dark eyes, enduring Jiang Wanwan's words and actions with tolerance and doting in his heart.

"Hold me." Jiang Wanwan raised her chin. Long Chen received the order, his eyes dimmed, and stretched out his arms to pick her up by the waist and walked into the room.

……

She pushed Long Chen down on the bed, turned over and sat on his waist, gently patted Long Chen's face with her slender hands, took off her clothes, and raised the corners of her eyes coquettishly and seductively.

Long Chen's heart couldn't help but tremble, and his big hands pinched the slender waist...

The air was filled with the heavy breathing of the two people.

The bed sheets were rolled up in a mess, and the two bodies were pressed tightly together.

The fair and slender arms were tightly wrapped around Long Chen's neck. Jiang Wanwan slightly raised her red lips and a charming smile appeared on her face.

All night long, the bedroom was filled with moans and groans mixed with a man's heavy, rapid breathing.

The next morning, Long Chen opened his dark eyes and saw his wife sleeping seductively in his arms. He couldn't help but feel like he was dreaming.

He lowered his head and pecked his wife's bright red lips, with a satisfied arc on the corner of his lips, and whispered, "Good morning, wife."

Jiang Wanwan lazily turned over, her long eyelashes trembling, she opened her eyes and looked at the person on top of her, impatiently slapping him away, "Go away."

Long Chen smiled softly and kissed her lips, his movements gentle and graceful.

The quilt slipped off his body, revealing his strong and powerful chest muscles. Long Chen walked to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction in his eyes.

.........

Because the weather was too hot, Jiang Wanwan didn't go out to play these days and instead sat in the living room playing games.

Long Chen stood behind the sofa and massaged her shoulders. He was wearing a white shirt with the sleeves neatly rolled up to reveal his muscular arms. He watched his wife play games with a hint of tenderness on his cold and handsome face.

But in the eyes of Jiang Xiyao, who had just returned from outside, she could not help but feel jealous and distressed when she saw her favorite Brother Long taking care of Jiang Wanwan like a servant.

"Sister Wanwan, how could you treat Brother Long like this?" Jiang Xiyao looked at Jiang Wanwan with approval. "How could you treat our brother like a servant?"

Long Chen's handsome face showed no emotion as he continued to massage Jiang Wanwan's shoulders. To him, this was a way of being affectionate with his wife, and he was willing to take care of his wife so that she would not be able to leave him.

So Long Chen's cold brows showed displeasure at Jiang Xiyao's interruption of the sweet time he and his wife were having.

Jiang Wanwan was playing games without raising her head, looking nonchalant as if she hadn't heard anything.

Seeing that she was ignored, Jiang Xiyao was furious, "Sister Wanwan, you let Brother Long take care of you like this..."

“You’re taking it too far.”

Jiang Xiyao accused Long Chenming as if she was feeling sorry for him, and glanced at the cold and handsome Long Chen with affection.

Jiang Wanwan threw the game console aside, hugged the pillow and glanced at Jiang Xiyao, "What does it have to do with you if he is willing to massage my shoulders and take care of me? You might as well find a husband who is willing to be your servant."

Jiang Xiyao's face flashed with embarrassment. "My husband doesn't exist to take care of me."

"What's more, Brother Long is so kind, it's ok that you don't know how to cherish him, but you even compare him to a servant to humiliate him. You don't know how to cherish him at all."

"Oh~really?" Jiang Wanwan raised her voice slightly with a hint of sarcasm on her face.

Although she was slow, she knew what Jiang Xiyao was thinking, but she didn't know whether the male protagonist was touched or not. Anyway, she was a vicious ex-wife, so she naturally took this opportunity to humiliate the male protagonist.

Jiang Wanwan leaned on the sofa and waved her hands, calling Long Chen like she was calling a puppy, "Come to the sofa, husband."

Long Chen naturally noticed that his wife was trying to torture him out of spite again, but he was willing to do it.

He obediently walked in front of his wife, and she pulled him down by his tie. He still had that stern look on his face, and his eyes were full of tolerance when he looked at his wife, but there was a faint light flashing in his eyes.

Jiang Xiyao looked incredulous. Why did the tall and handsome Brother Long in her mind listen to Jiang Wanwan so much? Was it because they were husband and wife?

Jiang Wanwan raised her slender legs, stepped her fair feet directly on Long Chen's face, and sneered at Jiang Xiyao, "Even if I take advantage of him, it's still a pleasure between us as husband and wife."

"You think you are saving your brother Long like a saint, but you don't even ask him if he needs your help. You are meddling in other people's business."

Jiang Xiyao's face turned pale. She had never thought that Jiang Wanwan would be so arrogant and domineering that she would step on her husband's face and deliberately humiliate Long Chen in front of her.

Jiang Wanwan saw Jiang Xiyao glaring at her with a bad face, and laughed even more wildly, "Why, are you angry? What right do you have to be angry? No matter how dissatisfied I am, he is still my man."

"You peeked at my man and acted aggrieved in front of me. Who are you trying to win sympathy from?"