Airborne hot search!After retiring from the circle, she became a Xuanmen boss

Chapter 468 Son, are you going to become a monk?don't worry
The store owner probably doesn't know what he will face in the future.

Fu Yaoyao took these things, took Zhou Baiyan's car, and left here.

Jiang Zhou didn't follow this time, he looked at his old cousin,
"You can also count how much this painting costs to me, I want to take it away."

What Jiang Zhou was talking about was the picture of a lady, the one that Fu Yaoyao said was destined for him.

Jiang Zhou wanted to gamble.

The old cousin looked at Jiang Zhou very worriedly, "Xiao Zhou, how can you trust that woman's words? She is obviously talking nonsense. This painting is just an ordinary painting. You are an unmarried young master. It is not very good to hang it in the room. Lucky."

"Uncle."

Jiang Zhou's expression was very cold, "Don't worry about me, you should worry about yourself."

Jiang Zhou took the painting himself, packed it up and put it in a long wooden box.

Ignoring the expression of this distant relative, Jiang Zhou called someone to pick him up after he went out.

Immediately after returning home, he took the teapot that Fu Yaoyao gave him and cleaned it with his own hands.

Then put it in a prominent position in the bedroom.

Then he opened the picture of the lady, even though he was a little bit resistant, he still opened the picture.

He personally hung the painting on the wall of his bedroom, but instead of facing his bed, he faced the window.

After finishing the work, Jiang Zhou went to find his mother who was recuperating at home.

Originally, my mother also opened a beauty shop to pass the time, but recently she felt a little unwell, so she rested at home.

Jiang Zhou pushed open the door and watched his mother leaning on the small sofa and reading a novel.

I have to say that although my mother is 40 years old, she looks like she is in her twenties, and she is well maintained.

Just a little haggard lately.

But he still likes to read those domineering executive novels that little girls like. Jiang Zhou was fascinated by his mother once.

I also leaned over to look at it for a while.

Just looking at him, he started to frown. Does this novelist know what a wealthy family is?
The description is flashy, but the key is is the president of the wealthy family so mentally retarded?

Does this woman accidentally spill coffee on him every time?
Are they all pure and innocent?

Such an overbearing president should do charity. After all, if the employees of a large company are so careless, the company will not be far from bankruptcy.

But why does this mentally handicapped domineering president still think such a woman is cute?
Have a desire to protect?

Simply the king of mental retardation.

If he met such a girl, Jiang Zhou felt that he would be expelled immediately.

Without any professional skills and accomplishments, what action are you looking for?
Is it really a company doing charity?
Such a book is actually a hit novel?
Jiang Zhou wanted to complain, but when he looked at his mother, his eyes were straightened, and sometimes he couldn't help laughing.

Well, forget it, making my mother happy is considered a contribution by the author!

Jiang Zhou also specially recharged once, and specially rewarded this author with 1000 yuan.

Unexpectedly, I am not feeling well now, and I am not resting well, and I am still reading novels.

Jiang Zhou sighed and sat down,
"Ms. Sheng, why don't you take a good rest at home?"

Seeing her son come back, Ms. Sheng raised her eyelids, then lowered her head and continued to read the novel. The plot of the novel is seeing the key plot!
"Why are you back? Did you play with your friends?"

"Ms. Sheng, this is my home. Of course I want to come back. Besides, you are still staying at home. Didn't I rush back to accompany you?"

Ms. Sheng clicked her tongue twice.

"If they didn't know your true face, others might be really moved by you, but they want to lie to your old lady? No way! Tell me, what's the matter?"

Ms. Sheng asked without raising her head.

Jiang Zhou suddenly took off the bracelet on his wrist,

"I met a strange person today. She gave me this bracelet, which can warm and nourish my body. Ms. Sheng, please wear it carefully, and don't take it off. Do you hear me? If one day you don't like it, don't give it away. Do you know? It must be returned to your son!"

Seeing that my son really put on a string of bracelets for himself, the wooden beads are almost the same as those held by monks.

Ms. Sheng's eyes turned red immediately.

No matter how good the novel is, it is not as important as a son.

"Little boy, tell mom the truth, don't you want to become a monk?"

The panic in Ms. Sheng's heart showed on her face little by little.

The only son is going to become a monk, so what should she do as a mother?

Are you going with your son?

What about the old man in the family?
You can't give it to those young vixens outside, right?

It's so hard to choose!
Is it the son who is important or the family and that man?
wrong!

If the son becomes a monk, how can he always give warmth to his son when he is not at home?
If the mistress enters the house and gives birth to a son and a half daughter, then the family will lose their mother and child at all.

Absolutely not!

"Little boy, if you really want to become a monk! Then mother will help you protect your family property at home! Don't let outsiders take it away!"

Jiang Zhou, "..."

Ms. Sheng is deeply poisoned by online novels!
"Ms. Sheng! Your son is so handsome. I don't have a girlfriend yet. I'm not married and have children. Let Ms. Sheng take care of my grandson. How can I become a monk? What do you think you watch every day! Besides, I can Let you stay in this house alone? Then you won't be bullied, look at you, just like the heroine in the overbearing president's novel, you haven't been torn apart by those women outside!"

Jiang Zhou picked up the novel while talking.

"Little monk, shall I support you?"

No wonder Ms. Sheng felt that he was going to become a monk. She probably dreamed of a family of monks in her dreams tonight.

Ms. Sheng blushed a little and pulled the book over, put it behind her, and pressed it so that no one could read it.

"Since you are not a monk, why do you have this bracelet? Which master consecrated it?"

"Ms. Sheng, I'm sad when you say this. You should feel it now. Does this bracelet make you feel comfortable?"

Ms. Sheng didn't pay attention just now, but now she is reminded by her son, she seems to really feel it.

"Hey, when I read this book just now, I still had a slight headache. Don't mention it now, it's really comfortable. The stuffiness in my chest has disappeared, and my body is very relaxed. Is this really true?" Is it a good thing?"

Ms. Sheng became curious and took the initiative to look carefully at the bracelet on her wrist.

After watching for a while, Ms. Sheng suddenly stood up and stretched in front of her son.

Then he picked up the book again and opened it.

"Son! Where did this master come from! The function of this bracelet is too powerful! Let's go buy a hundred and bring them home!"

"What are you doing at home? For display or as a gift?"

"Of course it's for display! Why do you want to give away such a good thing?"

Sure enough, it's my mother.

(End of this chapter)