The wealthy villain control group became popular in the baby complex

"Little Mu Ran is really handsome and cute. She must be six or seven years old this year, right? Look at those big eyes. You can tell she is extremely smart!"

Wen Song's face was a little reserved. She nodded slightly: "Auntie." She then said to Lin Muran next to her: "This is Uncle Zhao's mother, your Grandma Li."

"Hello, grandma." Lin Muran responded very obediently.

Li Ying smiled brightly and responded quickly: "We just happened to meet. Come on, let's go home for dinner."

There was some hesitation on Wen Song's face.

"Mom..." Zhao Han said, "Let's forget it for today, junior sister..."

Seeing Zhao Han hesitating, Li Ying angrily stepped forward and grabbed his ears: "I can see at a glance that you kid has never accomplished anything. Didn't you seriously invite him? How can you do such a thing for such an adult? Can’t do it all? Your mother, you haven’t inherited a single bit of my wisdom!”

Wen Song explained: "That's not the case, Auntie, don't blame senior brother."

Li Ying asked with a smile on her face: "Then you agreed to go home with me for dinner?"

Wen Song glanced at Zhao Han and finally nodded in his hopeful eyes.

Li Ying left happily with the people.

"A Ying, where are you going? Don't you want to play for a while?"

Li Ying waved her hand and said: "No more fun, no more fun, my son is taking his daughter-in-law home!!"

Zhao Han's ears turned red and he coughed lightly: "Junior sister, my mother... don't take it to heart."

The Zhao family is a well-known local rich man. The Zhao family and his wife live in a wealthy area in the city center.

Li Ying opened the door while talking on the phone: "My daughter-in-law and eldest grandson have gone home. Come back soon. Without further ado, I'll be waiting for you. If you're late, I'll take care of you!"

The villa is very big, but there are not many servants in the house. Zhao Han explained: "My mother said she doesn't like noisy things at home, and she likes to do everything herself, whether it's cooking or watering the flowers. My dad helps me with the flowers in the backyard." My mother planted it and my mother watered it.”

Li Ying brought out several plates of fruit, and the servant helped pour tea.

Li Ying smiled and sat across from her: "Eat some fruit first. I have already prepared the meal. We will have dinner when your dad comes back. Your dad has a weird temper. He will start mumbling again without waiting for him to say anything, which makes me confused. Two big ones.”

After 3 minutes, Li Ying had completely lost her patience. She stood up and said, "Your dad just can't change his habit of being lazy." She smiled and said, "Let's go to the restaurant to eat first without waiting for him."

Wen Song held Lin Muran's hand, and she was still in a trance.Zhao Han's mother's attitude towards him was beyond his expectation, and she behaved very kindly.

There was a table full of food in the restaurant. Wen Song was a little surprised after looking at it: "You have prepared so much food. Thank you for your hard work, auntie."

"It's not hard, it's not hard. If you feel sorry for Auntie, Xiao Song, you and Mu Ran will eat more later."

Wen Song took Lin Muran to sit down, and Li Ying, who was opposite, introduced the food on the table. She said that these were her specialty dishes, her own secret recipe, and no one else could make such a taste.Not only that, she even made a song out of the dishes on the table and sang them in rhyme.

After the song ended, Lin Muran stretched out her little hands to applaud.Wen Song also applauded: "Auntie sang so well."

Li Ying was so happy that she stepped forward and touched Lin Muran's face: "Xiao Song and Mu Ran still have a romantic relationship, unlike my wooden son, who didn't react every time I finished singing and stayed there like a stone. "

"Mom..." Zhao Han showed a helpless smile on his face: "How can I not be as incomprehensible as you say?"

As he spoke, he clapped stiffly.

Li Ying was amused by him: "Go back and practice clapping well. If you don't do it well, don't tell people outside that you are my son. I would be embarrassed."

Li Ying called for everyone to use their chopsticks, and Wen Song smiled slightly and said: "Why don't we wait until uncle comes back to eat together." Zhao Han responded: "Yes, it will save him trouble when he comes back."

"He has a lot to do." Even so, Li Ying still put down the chopsticks in her hand: "Then we will wait for him for a while, but we have agreed that it will be 10 minutes at most. If he hasn't come back after 10 minutes, we can't blame us first. If you move the chopsticks, they will grind like a snail."

Wen Song smiled and said, "Okay."

Li Ying chatted about Zhao Han's interesting childhood stories at the dining table. When she mentioned that Zhao Han was made angry and cried when he was learning piano when he was a child, Li Ying laughed loudly: "He was unwilling to learn piano because it was too painful and tiring. I gave him a lollipop and soon he was alive again."

Lin Muran asked curiously: "Did Uncle Zhao love to cry when he was young?"

"That's not true. Although he is cold now, he was a little crybaby when he was a child. He cried when he had too much homework, cried when he couldn't finish writing, cried when he couldn't learn the piano, and sometimes cried when he saw it raining. .”

Lin Muran nodded in agreement: "Uncle Zhao was really a crybaby when he was a child."

Wen Song couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Han couldn't help but say: "That happened so long ago, Mom, please stop exposing my shortcomings!"

"Okay, okay, Mom knows. Mom should save some face for you in front of your future wife."

Wen Song was about to say something when he heard footsteps.

"Hanping, you are finally back."

Zhao Hanping came over. He was wearing a pair of elegant glasses, a beard and a smile on his face.

"Sorry, I'm late." He asked with a kind smile: "Xiao Song and Mu Ran are here? Welcome. I'm really sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road. I got home a little late, so I kept you waiting for a long time."

Wen Song said: "Uncle, you are too polite."

Zhao Hanping sat next to Li Ying. He first apologized: "Madam, the traffic jam on the road is really bad. I have asked the driver to speed up. Can you forgive me?"

"Then I'll forgive you this time, but you can't be so rash next time. Safety is the best!"

"Okay, okay." Zhao Hanping responded repeatedly.

There was laughter and laughter at the dining table, and Li Ying kept picking up dishes for Wen Song and Mu Ran.

Wen Song looked at the mountain of food in his bowl, feeling indescribable feelings welling up in his heart.

The opposition and difficulties she originally expected did not appear, but their enthusiasm made her even more clueless.

Wen Song lowered his head and suddenly coughed several times.

Zhao Han hurriedly patted her shoulder, "Junior sister, are you okay? Drink some water."

Wen Song raised his head and shook his head: "I'm fine, senior brother."

Li Ying said: "Hurry up, drink some hot water, it will make you feel better."

"It's all because Auntie's cooking is so delicious. She chokes when she eats too much." Wen Song covered his mouth and smiled.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly. If you want to eat it, auntie will make it for you. If you choke, auntie will feel bad."

(End of this chapter)