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 look in the narrow and beautiful peach blossom eyes was cold and cold.

"Get out."

Wen Wan's expression on Wen Chuchen's face became stiff, and she tried to slow down her tone, "Ahuai, you don't need 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 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, with the broken hair stroking her beautiful eyebrows, raising her eyebrows and chuckles.

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

"..."

Wen Chuchen suppressed the anger in his heart and didn't get angry at 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 am only going to marry your dad. The things of the Tang family in the past 20 years have 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 better than Tang Xiu, and the possibility of uniting him in fighting for the 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 originally 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 my sweet wife walking in carrying the medical kit, she still looked depressed, and hurriedly stepped forward and cared, "Chenchen, what's the matter? Are you feeling well? Why do you hold 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 send him some medicine. After all, he was so badly injured..."

Tang Lirui made up for it without saying anything after Wen Chuchen.

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