Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

Ouyang Yun didn't even look at her, there was no such person in his eyes.

Zheng Yuan naturally would not answer this kind of woman.

A bodyguard shouted coldly, "What are you? How dare you talk to our young master like that? Shut up."

If the master is inconvenient to say it, their subordinates can say it without any psychological barriers.

Another bodyguard led away, but Shen Mei didn't see it. All her thoughts were on Ouyang Yun and his wife, and she yelled angrily, "Why can't I speak? I'm his elder, his stepmother."

She is extraordinarily confident and considers herself an elder, as if she suddenly lost her memory, forgetting how she treated him in the past.

"Stepmother?" Ouyang Yun's mouth curled up and he sneered, "Daddy, are you married?"

It has been reduced to such a point, and there is still the mood to register, it is really speechless.

Is it true love if two people are tied tightly?

Under his son's mocking gaze, Ouyang Wen's eyes flicked left and right, and he didn't dare to look up, "This...I..."

In fact, he didn't want to either, he was already quite old, so why bother.

But Shen Mei refused, she cried every day and insisted on registering her marriage, saying that God would justify her name and her two children's names, and she would be willing to die.

He couldn't bear it, so he agreed.

But it seems that he did something wrong, getting farther and farther away from his son, and farther and farther away from the rich and noble life in the past.

One day he can't get his son's forgiveness, one day he can't enjoy the glory and wealth.

Living by counting money is too miserable, and he really can't live on.

He couldn't afford to buy good clothes, and his quality of life fell to the edge of poverty. For him, it was a painful torture.

The pampered life has left an imprint in his bones. He is used to living a life with open clothes and open mouth. He has bodyguards when he travels, and his entourage takes care of everything.

Now, he couldn't afford a bodyguard or a nanny, and Shen Mei did all the housework by herself, but God knows, after so many years of good life, Shen Mei's life skills had long since degraded to zero.

The rice is burnt, the vegetables are bitter, and the clothes are torn and cannot be worn.

The two quarreled every day over trivial matters in life, and the quarrel was so dark.

Ouyang Yun has long been disappointed in him, and has no extra feelings for him. "It's so embarrassing, so you don't need to say it. Since you didn't tell me at the beginning, there is no need to do it today. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me, so I won't admit it."

Strangers get married, does he need to care?

He only needs to be responsible for one thing. When Ouyang Wen dies in the future, he will be responsible for the funeral and bury the old man, which is considered to have fulfilled his obligation.

As for the rest, he won't care too much.

Shen Mei wanted to humiliate Ouyang Yun at first, so she vented her anger.

But his indifferent reaction made her very angry.

"You are so heartless! You are disrespectful to your elders. Having a son like you is simply bad luck for eight lifetimes."

Ouyang Yun didn't even bother to talk to this kind of woman, no matter what she said, she would treat her as fart.

Zheng Yuan is a woman, she is more stingy, and she directly pokes at the other person's pain, "How can you be so lucky to have such a good son? It's a pity, your sons and daughters were all killed by you, it can only show that you I was born without such a blessing.”

If you hit someone, you slap your face, why is it swollen?

Shen Mei was like a thousand arrows piercing her heart, and the wound that hadn't healed was bleeding again, her painful face was twitching non-stop, "You don't have the right to interrupt when the elders are talking. Husband, slap her twice and teach her a lesson."