"Idiot...you mean to tie a tie? You've grown so old that you can't even tie your shoelaces, tie a tie for me, haha? Are you kidding me..." Jiang Heechul burst into tears as he laughed, as if he heard something special.
Like a funny joke...
"Uh-huh! I can't learn it!"
"What about cooking? You also need to learn? Are you kidding me...you can't even make instant noodles now? Alas...you better stop causing trouble for me! Marry me in the future and I will pamper you. All you have to do is
Just stay at home and enjoy it! Be good!" Jiang Heechul stroked An Yuner's little head.
This little guy...
I have been spoiled since I was a child, and in the end I can’t do anything~~!
Although it is a very bad habit, he can fully accept it.
He pampered her so much that no other man could stand it.
In this way, she will completely belong to him!
"I don't want it! I want to learn! Starting from tomorrow, I will start learning how to be a good wife! I want to learn to tie, learn to cook, and learn to clean the room! You are not allowed to help!" An Yuner put her hands on her hips.
A fierce look.
"Okay, okay~~!" He had no choice but to let her do whatever she said.
Anyway, as long as he can be with her, nothing matters.
Even if he is asked to give up his identity as a prince...
Even if he has nothing, even if he is resented by his brother, he doesn't care about anything as long as he can be with her.
He promised her that he would never do anything to make her sad again...
He has missed it once, regretted it once, and now he no longer wants to continue...
From now on, he only needs to learn how to pamper her and how to love her, that will be enough.
However, does God really favor them so much?
In the dark corner...
"That woman is the woman that Mu Ye and His Highness have been fighting for?" A man looked at the gossip news in the magazine, compared it with An Yuner's photo, and thought a little thoughtfully.
"Yeah! That's that woman! If we kidnap her and ask for money from His Highness Mu Ye, we should make a lot of money!" Another man said to the man holding the magazine while smoking a cigarette.
"Nonsense! What kind of group is Muye! With a huge backing from the royal family, and wealth beyond compare, asking for 200 million to 300 million is just a drop in the bucket!" the man holding the magazine yelled.
"Just do it! Let's go! Drive over and just poke it!"