What Bad Intentions Does the President Have?

[Completed] [This article is expected to be added to V on February 2, and the chapter added to V is Chapter 18. Zhao Jingke just fell in love with that cold beauty who only knew how to calligraphy and painting on ceramic tiles. So she drove hundreds of miles to visit her, and lived shamelessly in her master's dilapidated old house in the mountains and forests. He lived in the west room and she lived in the east room. How could they not be considered well-matched? Antique vases and rare agarwood are all arranged for me. The president's pursuit is so simple and unpretentious. But, why did she call me... I'm a local boss. - Yuan Yutong had long been prepared to spend a lifetime with Ceramic Weishu, but unexpectedly, Zhao Jingke appeared halfway. At first she thought he was a well-established businessman, but he was always trying to please her with impure motives, so she was wary. Later, when she went down the mountain to do some shopping, there was a heavy rain in the mountains, and the walls of the old house collapsed. When she returned, she saw him holding her unfinished work tightly in his arms, while his white shirt was stained with mud, and his wet rags of hair stood upright, like a homeless stray dog ​​that had been beaten by the wind and rain, squatting on the wall and looking at her helplessly and resentfully. The heavy rain has passed, but her heart is like lightning and thunder. - Finally, she became the mistress of his mansion, still obsessed with creation. In the early morning, he clasped his waist and looked helpless. "Madam, stop studying ceramics and look at me." "What did we say when we proposed? I will focus on my career and you will support me..." "I remember, you were an artist, and I was a waiter. I would do the making money, and I would take care of the children when they were born." He stood behind her and rubbed her stiff shoulders, gently pinched her earlobes, and blew sweet words into her ears. "Let's study the child tonight." What bad intentions does the president have? He just wanted to take care of the kids. Concept: A love story about ceramic micro-books