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

"Ma'am, did you hear that? Young Madam is really a good person, and she is filial to you..." Aunt Fang wanted to be a peacemaker, and she wanted their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to reconcile as soon as possible.

They are all good people and deserve to be happy.

Mother Leng glared at her sharply, her tone was very displeased, "Stop talking, I don't want to hear it."

"Alas." Apart from sighing, Aunt Fang didn't know how to persuade her.

Madam's temperament is very gentle, she is not a strong person, nor stubborn, but she has been stubborn all her life when it comes to the Patriarch.

Mother Leng saw the helplessness behind the sigh, and felt wronged, "You are mine, how can you speak for her?"

The two had been together for a long time, and their relationship was very good, and Aunt Fang occasionally said a few words.

"I'm doing it for your own good. I've been with you for almost 20 years. Only a while ago you were the happiest."

From the lifeless living dead to the beaming and laughing person, the young lady has contributed a lot.

There is an inspiring spirit around the young lady, very warm and full of vitality, making people want to get close to her.

She is a bystander, and she sees it more clearly than the person involved. The mother and son also need Ye Qingting.

A girl as bright as spring, she is like a raging fire, attracting the attention of countless people.

Her smile is bright and bright, and it is comfortable to look at.

The passion she unleashed deeply warmed the mother and son, dragging them out of the quagmire of pain.

Frank and generous, filial and considerate, where can I find such a daughter-in-law?

Mother Leng didn't want to hear anything about Qingting, so she interrupted impatiently, "I'm tired and want to rest, leave me alone and go do your business."

As for being so good?snort.

When she wasn't paying attention, everyone in the family was conquered by that girl.

She lazily climbed the stairs, sat in the living room, staring blankly at the sunny day outside.

The sun was very warm, but it couldn't shine into her heart. She felt so cold and lonely.

Aunt Fang came in with a tray, "Then you have something to eat first, and you have to take the medicine too."

The madam is in a bad mood, and she doesn't eat regularly, and there is no one who can control her.

Not to mention the medicine, I often find excuses to throw the medicine in the toilet, what should I do if this continues?

Mother Leng remained motionless, expressionless, "I have no appetite, I don't want to eat anything."

Aunt Fang was very distressed, and brought the tray in front of her, "There are fried chicken legs and baked potatoes, which are still hot, dipped in spices, the delicious mouth watering, and beef vermicelli soup."

Mother Leng was taken aback, the four chicken legs were roasted golden, steaming with oil and water, arousing people's appetite.

A long string of baked potatoes, fragrant and fragrant, and two small plates next to it, with carefully prepared spices.

The beef vermicelli soup is rich, with a little green coriander floating on it, no onion and ginger, and the beef is thin and tender.

Looking at the delicious food, her stomach growled, but she looked away with difficulty and opened her mouth.

"I won't eat it, you can eat it."

This kind of junk food can only be eaten by one person, and after she left, there was no such thing in the house.

In her mind, the contented appearance of the man eating fried chicken legs and drinking coke appeared in her mind, and her heart ached.

Aunt Fang frowned, "Ma'am, do you really not want to eat?"

This is not only what Young Madam likes to eat, but also Madam's favourite.

I never ate this kind of junk food before, but Mrs. Young's preferences soon influenced her, making her also fall in love with these messy street foods.