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Chapter 447 Unpretentious
Years of working life have made Li Na impeccable in the etiquette of receiving people and things, and even the dinner she prepares is equally exquisite and delicious.

During the meal, she also brought food to Zhuang Ziqiang's parents from time to time. She was courteous and decent, which made Zhuang Ziqiang's parents very useful.

The two looked at each other, and both felt that the girlfriend their son had found was really outstanding.

Zhuang Ziqiang's mother couldn't help the smile on her face when she talked about the first time she saw Li Na.

"Oh, look, this kid Li Na is really good at the hall and the kitchen, really outstanding!"

Zhuang Ziqiang's mother's praise made Li Na very happy, and she repeatedly expressed her humility.

Zhuang Ziqiang could see that his parents were satisfied with Li Na, and thought that he would not be self-defeating, right?

Sure enough, before going to bed, Li Na arranged a room for her parents and went out, and her mother grabbed Zhuang Ziqiang.

"Son, you see you and Li Na have been living together for such a long time, don't you have to make some plans?"

Zhuang Ziqiang pretended to be stupid, "Plan? What are you planning?"

His mother patted him and said unhappily, "What else can it be, get married!"

Zhuang Ziqiang said: "Mom, I haven't turned thirty yet, what's the rush?"

"You haven't arrived, but Li Na has arrived!" His mother patted him on the shoulder, "Damn child, this woman will be in danger of giving birth after the age of 30, and besides, the doctors have said that the quality of fertility at the age of 30 also declines." ah!"

"Did you still advocate late marriage and childbearing before?"

Mother's hands were not idle, "Stubborn! Stubborn!"

Zhuang Ziqiang said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I will let you have a grandson next year!"

"Really?" Mother asked in surprise, "When will the work be done?"

"What to do?"

"Get married!"

"Mom, you don't have to be married to have children!"

The mother's eyes widened, "What do you want to do, kid?"

"Don't you want to have a grandson? I will grant your wish!"

"Just having children and not getting married?"

Zhuang Ziqiang nodded as a matter of course.

"You..." Mother rolled up her sleeves and was about to start.

Zhuang Ziqiang hurriedly ran away, and still didn't forget to turn around and shout: "You always think about it carefully. Is it important for me to get married? Or is it important for you to have a grandson?"

The next day, before Zhuang Ziqiang woke up, Li Na had already got up, washed and put on her beautiful makeup.

Zhuang Ziqiang was woken up by her and glanced at the alarm clock, it was only 6:20.

"Why do you wake up so early?" He asked sleepily.

"The old people get up early, so I have to prepare breakfast for my parents."

Li Na's change of mouth was very natural. It was forced by her mother yesterday after she learned that she had lived with Zhuang Ziqiang for half a year, and she gave her money for the change.

The old lady doesn't talk about Wude!

Zhuang Ziqiang had a headache. This woman is too perfect, but it's a problem. Judging by her parents, this wife must be Li Na.

Now that they wake up so early to prepare breakfast for the two of them, the hearts of the old couple must have completely fallen.

After breakfast, Zhuang Ziqiang excused himself to be busy, and Li Na volunteered to take his parents for a stroll around Shanghai.

It caused the mother to roll her eyes, and muttered: "What's the use of raising a son, I can't count on it at all."

With Zhuang Ziqiang's comparison, Li Na, the daughter-in-law, is closer than her own.

Zhuang Ziqiang's parents stayed in Shanghai for three days, and they were accompanied by Li Na the whole time, making clear arrangements for the old couple.

Before leaving, Zhuang Ziqiang and Li Na drove them off, and his mother pulled Zhuang Ziqiang aside.

"Damn it! Mom knows that you are rich now, so she must be afraid that people will come thinking about your money. But we can't do things that are sorry for them. Li Na is a good woman, and she is not young. Mom these two days The first time I saw her, I fell in love with her daughter-in-law, you can't shake your mother."

"Mom, don't worry, you can wait to have a grandson next year."

Zhuang Ziqiang talked about him from left to right, did not mention the marriage, but still talked about the children.

His mother also saw his thoughts, and sighed: "You are grown up now, and you have your own ideas. Mom just tells you, don't let others down, don't be like your father."

Zhuang Ziqiang couldn't help changing the subject and asked, "Mom, what you mean, my dad still has an episode, is this?"

"Go, don't ask nonsense."

After talking to my mother, my father came up again.

He held his mobile phone, "Son, look at my account, it has more than 3000 fans now. Really, your father and I really have the potential to be a blogger. Just vote for one!"

Zhuang Ziqiang pushed his father and said, "Hurry up, hurry up. If you want to upload it on the Internet, just upload it, and just have fun."

The father couldn't help scolding: "Bie Duzi, I can't ask you to do anything."

Zhuang Ziqiang heaved a sigh of relief after finally sending his parents away.

Li Na looked at him and smiled lightly, "Is there so much pressure?"

Zhuang Ziqiang put his hands on her waist, "Of course you won't be under too much pressure if you sell them well all day long, my good daughter-in-law!"

Li Na's cheeks flushed when she heard this, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Zhuang Ziqiang hugged her into his arms, "You don't think I don't know what my mother told you these two days?"

Li Na's earlobes turned red.

Zhuang Ziqiang leaned closer to her ear, "It seems that your husband and I have to work harder!"

The scorching breath came to her ears, and Li Na's body went limp for a while.

Zhuang Ziqiang opened the car door for her and drove back to Sheshan Manor. In order to accompany his parents these two days, he and Li Na hadn't had a good relationship, so he had to make up for it.

The days fly by.

Zhuang Ziqiang now regards the task world as going to work, and returning to the real world is a vacation.

He spends time with Li Na on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, and Lin Youyou on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Sixths. On weekends, he needs to go back to Lan quietly by himself.

Just like many people, after staying in the real world for a long time, Zhuang Ziqiang occasionally feels that going to work is more interesting.

Seeing that it was almost time to start the mission again, Zhuang Ziqiang planned to have fun with Li Na that night, but Li Na suddenly retched.

For more than two months, neither of them had taken any safety measures. Zhuang Ziqiang was very open to the ardent expectations of his parents and Li Na's own wish to have a child.

He didn't want to get married just because of the woman's problem. If he married one, he would be wronged by that one. It's better not to get married at all.

But childbirth is a part of life. He doesn't have any unique thinking. Instead, he thinks that he should do what he is at any age. This kind of life is more complete.

He seemed to be in his thirties, and Li Na was two years older than him. For urban men and women, this age happened to be the age to get married and have children.

Zhuang Ziqiang didn't hope that one day he would be an old man, and there was a baby in his swaddling baby. It was awkward to think about it.

The next day Zhuang Ziqiang took Li Na to the hospital for an examination, and she was pregnant, and Li Na was overjoyed.

Back home, Zhuang Ziqiang took out a property right certificate.

He couldn't give Li Na a name, so he could only compensate Li Na in this way.

The address on the property right certificate is in Jing'an District, the most prosperous city center in Shanghai. The property of the house is commercial, and the price of a 1200-square-meter building is as high as 1.4 million yuan.

This is Zhuang Ziqiang's guarantee to Li Na.

Li Na was very clear about Zhuang Ziqiang's intentions in taking out this title certificate, so she readily accepted it without any hesitation.

The way local tyrants express their feelings is often so simple and unpretentious.

(End of this chapter)