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.

had been thinking about some new dishes recently. She planned to try one

recipe, she heard

miraculously, she knew that Leonardo had returned the moment

pretended not to notice him and continued to focus on her

the name of

back," Summer said without turning her head, her

his height. Summer turned around and tried to stand on tiptoe to get

before that, and now she was even

kicked Leonardo's shin angrily. "Give

raised his eyebrows and said in

"Yes. It's annoying

his head and lightly kissed Summer's lips. He

help me? I have to ask the help of my

purposely made his

that she would do this. He held her hand quietly and kissed her ear lightly. "Are you going to the

shrunk her neck at the itch and shouted,

then did Leonardo let go of

sensitive and they turned red. Leonardo couldn't help but reach out and pinch her

embarrassed so she pushed his hand away, "Don't be

didn't say anything and just looked at her with

seemed to have found another weakness

funny? Stop laughing!" Summer pushed him away rudely and

of dresses, the stylist was finally satisfied

the stylist, every dress looked good, but she felt that

being dressed up by them, Summer finally

Leonardo playing the beauty card on her

like that he

being really gentle when he hugged her

to be gentle, no woman can reject

...

hour later, the stylists had finally

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

into

flamboyant red, making her fair

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