Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 118

Li Dan really doesn't want to hear Ou Lan's voice anymore. The God-like richest man in the empire, his wife actually buys him clothes that cost 20 yuan a piece. What's the reason?

Zhan Lingtuo was tortured to the point of speechlessness. He had already told Ou Xiaolan that the advertisement was a lie, but she still believed it.

Only Zhan Moxiao was smiling, his smile was like an onion, one layer after another was peeled off.

Looking at the bright and vivid girl, he felt the youthful breath jumping out of her, like an elf, jumping into his heart wave after wave.

She was so cute that he wished he could rub her into his body.

She was waiting for his compliment with her small face up, and he was not stingy, touched her hair, and said softly, "Know how to manage the house, and have a kind and fraternal heart, yes, she is the future mistress of the Zhan family." material."

Li Dan, "..."

Master Xiao, are you sure you are telling the truth?Are you sure that the young lady's current state is really suitable to be the head mistress of the Zhan family?Are you really not afraid that in the future, the old man will directly dispose of your patriarchal inheritance and pass it on to someone else?
Zhan Lingtuo blinked his eyes. The current mistress of the Zhan family is his grandma, that is, Jing Nianhui, father's mother. Can grandma like Ou Xiaolan?
Thinking so, he cast his eyes on Ou Lan's heartless and IQ face that is often offline, hang!

Ou Lan didn't know what others thought, but her own heart missed half a beat, being the mistress?Uh, she's not interested, her interest is to become an international manga master.

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Changing into poor clothes and driving an ordinary car, Zhan Mo Xiao took his wife and son to his father-in-law's house to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Because of the phone call ahead of time, when Ou Chenghai heard that the son-in-law of the richest man in the empire was coming to accompany him for the festival and would live here, he was overwhelmed with excitement. Bought a lot of ingredients.

One meal left him penniless.

However, he was still very uneasy, for fear that he would not be able to entertain this son-in-law who was well-clothed and well-fed all day long.

In fact, Ou Lan was also very disturbed, her family had never entertained such a big person before, all the people who came to her house before, except Wen Nanping's mother and daughter who came to make trouble, were all poor people.

The small two-bedroom house in her house, which was only fifty square meters, was pitch-black. Compared with Ailan Castle, it was like the emperor's palace and the nest under the beggar's overpass. She was afraid that Zhan Moxiao would laugh at her shabby and dilapidated house.

Zhan Moxiao didn't know how many careful thoughts the girl was hiding. When he arrived at Ou Lan's house, he took the initiative to bring a gift and knocked on the door. When he saw Ou Chenghai, he called out in a gentlemanly manner, "Father-in-law."

Although Zhan Lingtuo often plays the role of a brat, he is also very well-behaved when he should be well-behaved, and he salutes respectfully, "Grandpa."

Ou Chenghai was excited and apprehensive, and after a reply, he hurriedly pulled Ou Lan into the kitchen. Zhan Moxiao and Zhan Lingtuo looked at each other and followed quietly.

Ou Chenghai pointed at the ingredients piled up into a hill, and asked uneasily, "Lanlan, do you think the ingredients prepared by Dad can entertain my son-in-law well?"

Ou Lan scratched her scalp, who knows?
She brought Zhan Lingtuo to the house to eat rice noodles twice, but she didn't see anything unacceptable to that brat, but Zhan Moxiao...

At this moment, a man's magnetic voice sounded like a gurgling mountain stream, "I'm not picky about food, father-in-law."

Ou Chenghai and Ou Lan turned around in surprise at the same time, and found that the noble man in cheap clothes rolled up his sleeves naturally, and he said, "I'll cook."

(End of this chapter)