Three Treasures from Heaven, CEO Daddy Can't Run

Chapter 1252: Treat Your Wife Like a Princess

Until one day, a netizen accidentally clicked on a super topic with only a few fans, and the name was also strange, called "Ginger Dipped in Sugar".

The content is even more confusing, there is only one video.

When I clicked on it, it was Shao Zhanlin’s speech at the financial conference.

Other than that, the chat was quiet.

There is not even anyone who signs in every day.

It seems that it has been forgotten in a corner since it was built.

……

When the forum was lively, the Shao Mansion was filled with affection.

Although Jiang Nuantang didn't get to eat fried chicken and milk tea, she got to eat the Wellington steak fried by Shao Zhanlin himself, as well as the baked lobster with cheese.

His cooking skills are comparable to those of chefs in five-star hotels.

At least enough to fill my stomach.

If you add the gimmick of being the president of Shaw Brothers Group, I think it will be unsalable.

Jiang Nuantang was very business-minded and thought that if Shaw Brothers went bankrupt one day, that would be a possible way out for her husband.

She thought so and said so.

Shao Zhanlin was speechless after hearing this.

"Don't worry! Even if Shaw goes bankrupt someday, I will still be able to support you."

"really?"

Jiang Nuantang raised his eyebrows and added deliberately to make things difficult:

"I'm very picky. It's not easy to raise me."

It's true that she hit rock bottom and had a hard time.

But this will not help one develop good qualities such as thriftiness and the willingness to endure hardship.

If someone really supports her, she can still be very capable.

It’s almost done.

Jiang Nuantang put down his knife and fork, propped up his chin and thought.

After a while, I suddenly became aware of a gaze.

She looked up and met the gaze of the man next to her.

Focused and calm.

Jiang Nuantang straightened his back, leaned back unconsciously, and said in silence:

"Look, what am I doing?"

Jiang Nuantang licked her lips, clearly not feeling guilty.

But I feel inexplicably lacking in confidence.

When asked, Shao Zhanlin withdrew his gaze and did not hide anything. He just expressed his opinion lightly.

"Nothing, I just think you are quite self-aware."

Self-knowledge?

Are you referring to her saying that she is difficult to raise?

Realizing what the man said, Jiang Nuantang puffed out his cheeks and said angrily:

"So you also think I'm hard to raise?"

Strange to say.

Obviously, she was the one who started this conversation.

But there are some things that she can say but others can't.

Including her husband, otherwise she would be disgusted!

Heavily sinful!

Jiang Nuantang is unhappy!

That's right!

Woman, her name is!

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Shao Zhanlin immediately raised his hands in surrender and explained wittily.

"No! I think it's not easy to treat my wife like a princess. But don't worry, I will try my best and won't let you suffer any grievances."

It turns out that sweet words are always useful.

At least at this moment, Jiang Nuantang was coaxed by Shao Zhanlin's words.

He put away his sharp edge, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly:

"You're so sweet, I'll let you off this time."

That being said, let’s finish our meal and wash the dishes.

Thinking that it was Shao Zhanlin who cooked the meal before, Jiang Nuantang didn't want to continue asking him to do housework.

So he volunteered to take action.

Of course, you can leave it until tomorrow to wash it.

But obviously, neither of them had the habit of procrastination.

I also have a slight obsession with cleanliness.

Rather than leaving it as an eyesore, it is better to clean it up.

Jiang Nuantang wanted to take action, but Shao Zhanlin disagreed.

After cooking, she also took on the task of washing the dishes.

Seeing that he insisted, Jiang Nuantang did not force him.

Standing aside and watching him wash dishes, the curve of the corners of his lips never fell.

The moonlight shines into the room through the windowsill, creating a peaceful and warm atmosphere.