Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

Tang Huai was unmoved by her rhetoric, his white chin raised in the direction of the door, and the narrow and beautiful peach blossom eyes looked cold and cold.

"Get out."

The Wen Wan on Wen Chuchen's face became stiff, and she tried to slow down her tone, "A Huai, you don't have to be so hostile to me, I didn't want to do anything to you, just want to change your medicine..."

Tang Huai's thin red lips are curved, but no smile can be seen in the beautiful ink pupil.

"Should I be a bit more ugly and straightforward? Get out."

"Ahuai..."

"Don't call me with such a disgusting name, Auntie." Tang Huai looked at her lazily with a smile.

"Tang Huai!" Even if Wen Chuchen has a good temper, he can't stand a man who is older than himself calling himself auntie, "You!"

Tang Huai didn't seem to notice her anger at all. He tilted his head and looked at her, the broken hair stroked her pretty eyebrows, and raised her eyebrows with a light smile.

"Why, did I say something wrong? You haven't married my dad, and I can't call you a little mom... Is there anything wrong with calling you aunt?"

"..."

Wen Chuchen suppressed his inner anger without angering him, but pulled out a soft smile again.

"Ahuai, I know that you have resentment against the Tang family because of your mother, but you have to be clear, I just want to marry your dad. Everything in the Tang family in the past 20 years has nothing to do with me. You can't be angry. On me."

With that, she walked into the bedroom and put the medical kit on the desk beside her with a gentle expression.

"Okay, I know you may be uncomfortable, but you have a wound on your back. You can't get the medicine yourself. Someone must help you. Don't try to do things like this..."

Tang Huai tilted his head, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were cold, "Go away."

"..."

Seeing Tang Huai's firm attitude, Wen Chuchen didn't want to offend people completely, took a deep breath, and barely pulled the corners of his lips.

"Since you don't want me to help you with medicine, you can do it yourself. I will put the medical kit here. You must change the medicine on time and don't let the wound become inflamed."

"Take your medical kit and get out together."

Tang Huai sneered, staring at the coolness in her ink eyes, and said every word.

"Put it here, I feel dirty."

...

Wen Chuchen finally took the medical kit away.

After closing Tang Huai's bedroom, Wen Chuchen lowered his head, his expression distorted for a moment.

If this was not the Tang family, she might have directly smashed the medical box in her hand on Tang Huai's head.

The little beast is just arrogant with her for a while now.

If it wasn't for him to be a little stronger than that straw bag Tang Xiu, and the possibility of uniting him in fighting for the family property over the second and third rooms would be more likely, she wouldn't look at his face every day like this!

Wen Chuchen clenched his fists, and the original gentle eyes were full of extremely distorted malice and unhappiness at this moment.

She carried the medical kit, turned around and walked back to me.

Tang Lirui was fiddling with computer stocks in his bedroom.

Seeing the sweet wife walking in carrying the medical kit, she still looked depressed, and hurriedly stepped forward and cared, "Chenchen, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Why are you holding the medical kit?"

Wen Chuchen shook his head with a bitter smile on his face.

"Nothing, Ahuai may still not accept me. I originally wanted to give him some medicine. After all, he was so badly injured..."

Without saying anything after Wen Chuchen, Tang Lirui automatically made up for it.

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