Chapter 1160 Let’s Have Dinner, Mr. President 31

The clock turned to 12 o'clock and the door was finally opened.

A drunk man was helped in by an assistant, his face was completely red.

Gong Qingge saw this scene from the second floor. She did not take him from the assistant and put him on the sofa as usual, nor did she go into the kitchen to cook him hangover soup.

For two years, she listened to Yan Zhannan say, "The food you cook is the best in the world!" She was tired of this sentence.

The assistant was about to take Yanzhannan upstairs when he saw Gong Qingge folding his arms and looking at him indifferently. He was startled and quickly put Yanzhannan on the sofa and left very quickly.

Gong Qingge took a deep breath and slowly walked down the stairs. The rain outside had not stopped yet, but her heart felt calm.

It is undeniable that Yan Zhannan has done a perfect job in both work and life.

At work, he is not like other men who like to play around, hug each other, and he does not have a mistress, let alone a female secretary. The assistants and secretaries around him are all men.

Even when he went to the banquet, he only took Gong Qingge's consent before taking her there.

He would be very proud to introduce to others: "This is my wife-Gong Qingge."

There was a hint of ostentation in his tone of a successful man and a perfect family.

Even when she calls, no matter he is in a meeting or doing something else, unless he is on a plane, Yan Zhannan will answer her call immediately and then talk to her patiently without being perfunctory at all.

Especially when he was on a business trip, every time it was time for a meal, he would take photos before and after the meal and send them to her, just to reassure her.

At home, unless there are special circumstances, he will come home on time, cook with her, say all kinds of love words to her, and pamper her like a little princess.

Yan Zhannan is very good, so good that it makes people feel that all this is a dream.

But that 91% favorability score was like the most mocking mark, telling Gong Qingge: "All the good things you have now are all illusions! Yan Zhannan does not love you as much as he shows."

Gong Qingge thought about this situation for four or five months, but still didn't come up with an answer.

She came to the sofa and looked at the drunk man. He was still muttering to himself: "Qingge... Qingge..."

His voice was very gentle and affectionate.

People can't help but want to hear her say more, want to hear her say other wonderful things...

She stretched out her hand slightly, touched his forehead, and couldn't help but said: "Yan Zhannan, do you love me very much or not that much? I can't feel it now... Although our marriage is so It’s beautiful, but I still feel like you don’t love me that much!”

Yan Zhannan, who had his eyes closed when he was drunk, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were blurred, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand to pull Gong Qingge into his arms, he said with a smile: "Who are you! Don't touch me! I It can only be touched by my wife!"

After saying these words, Yan Zhannan continued to close his eyes and said in a daze: "I love my wife very much! It's not just a little bit of love!"

"..." Gong Qingge couldn't help laughing when he saw this.

Why is Yan Zhannan so cute?

All the harsh and hurtful words she had originally said could no longer be uttered.

Gong Qingge clenched her fists tightly and looked at him without saying a word.

All night long she did not move.