How can the president be fierce

Chapter 429 No one is forcing you, if you don't like it, you can refuse.

stalemate.

Thinking about it carefully, during the year after their marriage, they rarely quarreled over trivial matters other than feelings like this.

The matter of raising cats and dogs probably really touched his bottom line.

She looked at him and paused every word: "What if I insist on keeping cats and dogs at home?"

"Then I'll buy an apartment in the apartment next door. On Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays and Sevens you go there with me, and on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays I live there by myself."

"Oh, it's just like a fire bag, isn't it? I'll go there at nine o'clock in the evening on Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and seven. Can I be back before 12 o'clock?"

Liang Musheng's fingers holding the kitchen knife closed and closed again, his jaw tensed to the extreme, and after a while, he said coldly: "Alisa, you are talking about customers who give hundreds of dollars at a time, since I smashed it on you Hundreds of millions, do you think I will only be satisfied with asking you for three hours? Is my money too worthless, or your people too valuable?"

Qing Xiaomo just sneered: "You are the one who must spend so much money on me, and no one is forcing you. If you don't like it, you can refuse."

The man's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and he stared at her coldly from a few meters away.

I don't know how long it took before his extremely gloomy voice came: "Okay! Then one three five seven, three hours a day, if I don't see your people before nine o'clock in the evening, don't blame me for losing my temper. "

After saying that, he took off his apron and threw it aside, picked up his coat and went straight out: "Today I asked Yohji and the others to talk about things in the Sanse club, you can make dinner yourself."

boom--

The sound of closing the door shook the entire living room slightly.

Qing Xiaomo sneered, hugged the fluffy little guy in her arms and fell on the sofa, playing with its soft little ears: "What should I call you?... Well, I'll call you Nuan Musheng, okay? The surname is Liang I don’t have a good thing, from now on I’m only going to be nice to the one whose surname is Nuan, be good, okay~~”

……

With his current status in the business world, there are very few things that can make Liang Musheng angry.

What's more, he was so angry that his face was ashen.

Xiu Nian thoughtfully handed over a glass of wine: "Brother, did your sister-in-law make you angry again? Drink a glass of wine to calm down."

The hot liquid slid down his throat, but the anger in his body showed no signs of abating. Thinking of the eloquent appearance of that little woman, he wanted to strangle her to death.

Yohji flipped through the international news, and the bright light of the iPad illuminated his white and alienated side face: "You found the person yourself, and you deserve it if you are mad."

Liang Musheng glanced over coldly: "You damn best don't let me take the opportunity to taunt you back, I will definitely stab your heart with 108 knives!"

"Brother Sheng calm down."

Su Li smiled, and motioned for Xiu Nian to pour the wine for him again: "There is no one who doesn't quarrel when you are married, and only when you have quarrels do you make peace. gone."

Liang Musheng swore coldly: "Why should I coax her? I will never coax her again in my life!!"

The waiter knocked on the door and came in, and put an exquisite dessert on the table: "Hello, this is the cake you ordered last month, our pastry chef just came over today, and this is the only one left One serving, please take your time."

Xiu Nian immediately geared up, gulping down his saliva, the last time he saw Qing Xiaomo eating this, he was so greedy.

(End of this chapter)