Predestined Marriage

Chapter 149: Please, My Dear Wife

Carl discovered that there were many similar questions on the Internet.

But the following answers are essentially the same:

"How long have you been knelt down to him?"

"It is impossible. Before you can make him kneel down, you will give in first."

"Naive."

"There was once a person who asked this question. Then ... he died."

"..."

What the hell were these comments?

Carl looked at many similar posts and found that they had basically the same answers.

There was also a poster came back to answer his own question with only one sentence. "Kneeling down doesn’t feel that bad!"

Carl threw his phone aside and sat down to deal with the documents.

He was also very desperate for being unable to defeat Leonardo.

...

It took Leonardo 20 minutes to get home.

Although Summer asked the stylists to go back, they were unwilling to leave.

She had no choice but to serve them tea in the living room, while she went to the kitchen to cook dinner leisurely.

When Leonardo returned, they had already drunk enough tea. When they saw Leonardo, it was as if they saw a savior. "Mr. Emerson!"

Leonardo glanced at them and asked the bodyguard, "Where is Mrs. Emerson?"

"She is in the kitchen." The bodyguard pointed at the kitchen.

thinking about some new dishes recently. She

the recipe, she heard footsteps coming from outside

that Leonardo had returned the moment she heard the

him and continued to focus on

the name of one dish on it, he

Summer said without turning her head,

hand and lifted it high, taking advantage of his height. Summer turned around and tried to stand

that, and

shin angrily. "Give me

attractive than me?" Leonardo raised his eyebrows and said in a

at him, "Yes.

aside, lowered his head

voice, "Didn't you want to help me? I have to ask the help of my dear wife for this

originally low and pleasant, not to mention that he had purposely made his voice deep, so that that sound of

out to scratch her ears. Leonardo seemed to have guessed that she would do this. He held her hand quietly and kissed her ear lightly. "Are

shrunk her neck at the

then did Leonardo

and they turned red. Leonardo couldn't

she pushed his hand away, "Don't be like that. I'm

and just

have found another

so funny? Stop laughing!" Summer pushed him away

of dresses, the stylist

words of the stylist, every dress looked good, but she felt that Summer could

mirror and being dressed up by them, Summer finally

beauty

bit like that he was trying

usually gloomy and cold face, he was already being really gentle when he hugged her and softened his voice to call her "dear

be gentle, no woman can reject his

...

stylists had finally finished

stylist said with a stunned expression, "Mrs. Emerson is so beautiful. Go downstairs

into the

red, making her fair skin look like it could

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