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Unfortunately, even Mo Wenting herself was a little doubtful, hence she could not completely believe Zhan Ning's words.

After all, Mo Wenting knew that her temper had greatly changed from before. Sometimes, it was even more unreasonable and barbaric.

Even if she pretended to be incomparably gentle like before, she only wanted to use this to play with Zhan Ning and have a sweet little game with her husband.

In normal times, when she had to deal with both her busy work and her complicated relationships with the company, she would feel annoyed and annoyed, and when she returned home, she would take the opportunity to throw a tantrum.

Fortunately, no matter how her temperament changed, Zhan Ning still pampered and loved her like he always did. That was the only reason why she continued to live a happy and sweet life.

"Baby, of course it's true! "You must believe that I cannot lie in front of you." Zhan Ning nodded towards Mo Wenting with absolute certainty.

"Yes, a man who will never lie is a truly good man. I will love you as if you were my little brother. " Mo Wenting used her small hands to caress both of Zhan Ning's cheeks, smiling as she complimented Zhan Ning softly.

"Baby, I'm a few years older than you. I'm not your little brother, I should be your big brother." Zhan Ning smiled and warned Mo Wenting in a low voice that he better not keep treating himself as a little brother.

"I don't care who's bigger or smaller. In short, if I say you're a little brother, then you're a little brother. You can't be a big brother." Mo Wenting immediately opposed what Zhan Ning had just said and started acting a little barbaric again.

With her stubborn temper, she wouldn't lower her head easily. Even if she was being unreasonable.

Because she was absolutely sure that, as a man, Zhan Ning could only bow his head to her and had to do whatever he wanted to his.

Then, she would be able to let her little temper go, even if it was nonsense. After it came out from her mouth, it became a grand matter.

"Alright, baby. Whatever you say is what it is. I will no longer object to it, and I have no more objections either." Zhan Ning's face revealed a bitter smile, as expected, he had submitted to Mo Wenting.

This was entirely within Mo Wenting's expectations, and was not the least bit surprising.

"Hehe, that's the way it is. Hubby, as long as you listen to me honestly, everything will be fine." Mo Wenting became more and more pleased, and started laughing happily.

And in order to make Mo Wenting so happy, Zhan Ning had even more so given in to his little wife and didn't even bother to argue with Mo Wenting anymore.

Seeing that Zhan Ning had already been completely subdued by him, Mo Wenting felt even more pleased and pleased in her heart.

Zhan Ning was a big boss, he was definitely not an ordinary man. Yet, he acted so meek in front of Mo Wenting, how could she not be proud?

Even if the two of them hadn't went to bed yet, Mo Wenting was already able to obtain the happiness that she wanted from Zhan Ning.

To Mo Wenting, who was a woman, this sort of mental pleasure was far more worth of her pursuit and exploration than the happiness felt on her body.

Only by doing this could Mo Wenting's mood truly become happy and cheerful.

Therefore, Mo Wenting was really satisfied and happy with the way they were interacting.

Even though Mo Wenting had repeatedly asked Zhang Zeming to give himself more work, Zhang Zeming did the opposite. Not only did he not increase the burden on his work, he even reduced it a little compared to before.

He just couldn't bear to make Mo Wenting work too hard and work too hard. Otherwise, when he saw it, his heart would ache.

From his point of view, he was also taking care of himself while taking care of Mo Wenting, so that he did not feel heartache for Mo Wenting.

Mo Wenting was somewhat helpless towards this, but she could not openly quarrel with Zhang Zeming in the company, so she could only listen to his arrangements.

It was precisely because there wasn't much work that Mo Wenting's daily work was basically done by about three in the afternoon.

This spot was exactly the time for Mo Wenting to drink her afternoon tea. She planned to call Amy to go with her to the company's side of the teahouse for afternoon tea.

Mo Wenting came over to Amy's side, only to see that she was still busy;

It seemed like Amy did not have the time to accompany him to drink tea. Mo Wenting immediately thought of this point and made a guess, but out of politeness, she decided to ask her best friend.

"Amy, I'm going out for my afternoon tea, do you want to come along?" Mo Wenting whispered to Amy.

"Uh, I still have some urgent matters to attend to, so I won't be going. You can go by yourself." Amy replied Mo Wenting with an apologetic smile at the same time.

"Alright then, take your time. I'll bring you a small pastry later." Mo Wenting said to Amy with a smile.

"Thank you!" Amy was very happy that Mo Wenting was so considerate to him, so she immediately thanked him.

After Mo Wenting left the company, she went to the side of the teahouse and sat down in a quiet corner.

As she frequently visited this teahouse, she was very familiar with the Waitress inside.

Some Waitress who were younger than her politely called her "Sister Wen Ting", which made her sound especially pleasing and comfortable to listen to.

Usually, Mo Wenting would come with Amy to drink afternoon tea, but today, she was the only one here. Therefore, the Waitress that came to receive her asked her with much concern: "Sister Wen Ting, didn't Amy come with you today?"

"Yeah, she's a bit busy today, so she won't be coming." Mo Wenting replied to the Waitress with a smile.

"Oh, I see. What would you like to drink today? Tea or coffee? " Waitress nodded her head and asked Mo Wenting as per usual.

"I'll have coffee, and two servings of sesame cake. One of them is for packing, I'll bring it back to Amy." Mo Wenting instructed Waitress in detail.

"Alright, I understand." Waitress nodded and left.

In just a few minutes, Waitress had sent everything that Mo Wenting had ordered up.

According to her instructions, a portion of the sesame cake was already in a white plastic bag.

She first put away the sesame cake, planning to bring it back for Amy after she finished eating. She knew that her best friend loved to eat this kind of cake.

Although the place Mo Wenting was sitting wasn't the most eye-catching part of the hall, because she came alone to drink coffee and had no one to accompany her, it was easy for some men to mistake her for a single woman.