Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

Going directly into the elevator from the underground parking lot, seeing the number go up little by little, Secretary Zhou hesitated, wanting to say it but dared not.

Liancheng gave him an elegant look: "Tell me, it's just the two of us, what else do you dare to do?"

Secretary Zhou chuckled: "Young Master Ya, that... What I want to say is, do you want to go see the old man today? I heard that the news from the hospital is not very good!"

Yesterday, the old man fainted from anger again. After being sent to the hospital, Secretary Zhou didn't receive the news until he got home from get off work at night.

The doctor at the hospital said that this time, the old man was severely stimulated twice, for two consecutive days, and his body was extremely damaged. Coupled with his age, nine out of ten he really had a stroke.

After having a stroke at such an old age, needless to say, he will spend the rest of his life lying in bed until he dies.

Liancheng Yazhi's face darkened a little, and she sighed, "Let's talk about it in the afternoon."

To be honest, upon hearing this news, Liancheng Yazhi really didn't feel any sadness, but just felt a little sad. He felt that he might really not be suitable to be a dutiful son.

Liancheng Yazhi didn't want to see the old man because there was nothing to say.

When it got there, it would probably only irritate the old man, making him think that he was there to show off, and maybe he would get even more seriously ill.

Secretary Zhou didn't say anything else. No one else could ask about their father and son's affairs. Besides, it's not because of one side, both sides have problems.

Secretary Zhou even had a bad intention to think that the old man was fine when he had a stroke, so that at least later...he would no longer have to think about seizing power or calculating his son all day long.

Although Liancheng Yazhi won't treat him very well, at least he won't kill him, and let him enjoy the best treatment in the hospital, let's just enjoy his old age peacefully.

Ya Shao can also feel at ease, his life is comfortable and his mood is good, and those of them who are subordinates will naturally live well.

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On the other side, after Rong Yan had breakfast in the old house, she began to wait for the phone call.

Yesterday, Xia Xuanmo promised her that Rong Nuo would call her today.

But I didn't wait until eleven o'clock, my face was a little depressed, and I was a little absent-minded when playing jigsaw puzzles with Miaomiao.

Miaomiao pouted and asked, "Mom, are you unhappy?"

Rong Yan hugged her and kissed her little face, "No, mom is very happy."

"But you didn't even smile." Miaomiao stretched out her small hand to touch the corner of Rongyan's mouth.

Rong Yan hurriedly said: "Ah, that's because Mom thought the puzzle was too difficult, so she forgot to laugh."

Miaomiao immediately pushed the puzzle away, "Then we won't play with this...we...we will pile up blocks and play with little trains."

"Okay, let's play something simple!"

Yanyan cheered up and played with Miaomiao for an hour. At 12:[-] noon, Liancheng came back elegantly, and then the family had lunch.

As soon as she sat down, the phone in the living room rang, and her face immediately raised her head to look over, her eyes full of expectation.

Butler Li has already walked over and picked up the phone, "Hello, this is Liancheng's family...Okay, just wait a moment."

Steward Li covered the receiver with his hand, and said to his face, "Young Madam, please call."

Ever since they got engaged yesterday, the maids in the old house have called appearances.

They suddenly changed their mouths like this, making her face a little unaccustomed to hearing it, she blushed, stood up, and walked over...