My wife is squeamish

Chapter 909

Lin Zhuer has always regarded her mother as an idol.

She had been assimilated by Yin Meiyun a long time ago, more precisely, she was brought up by Yin Meiyun, and her temperament and personality were most similar to hers.

Therefore, when Yin Meiyun suggested to her that she cook raw rice, she deeply felt that it made sense, "Mom, please send me some of that medicine."

Although she was not innocent, she had never used drugs on men before.

Those boyfriends she had in the past.

None of them need her to deliver to the door.

Therefore, she didn't know where to get the medicine, let alone what medicine to use.

If this kind of thing is handed over to Yin Meiyun, she must know about it.

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, she heard her say, "You wait for me for two days, and I will send it to you when the time comes, so that they don't find out."

"You send someone to send it to me, the goal is too big." Lin Zhu'er had never done such a thing before, and felt a little guilty.

"Okay, you can wait at ease, don't do anything else for now, lest people see the signs and drive them out."

Yin Meiyun rubbed her chin. In fact, she didn't need to go out to buy medicine at all. She still had that kind of medicine at home.

She bought it behind her husband's back.

She has her plan, she will not follow this man for the rest of her life.

The Lin family has been almost rotten.

Stay here again, and when she is older, she is afraid that she will have nothing by then.

Lin Zhu'er naturally didn't know what her mother was thinking, so she nodded, "Okay, then when the medicine arrives, just ask him to call me."

They confirmed the matter of the medicine, chatted for a while, and then hung up the phone.

What she didn't notice was.

Behind the pillar, a figure flashed past.

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Two minutes later, the conversation between Lin Zhuer and Yin Meiyun.

It spread to Gong Zhan's ears.

He squinted his eyes, put his slender fingers on the table, and tapped lightly, "It seems that these mother and daughter have a lot of thoughts."

"Master, do you want it?"

Zhao Liang stood aside and wiped his neck with his hands.

Gong Zhan glanced at him coldly, "You are a good citizen now, don't beat and kill at every turn, we want to be civilized."

"..." Zhao Liang's mouth twitched.

He fights and kills?

The person who likes to fight and kill the most is not the young master himself.

"Anzhi still wants to continue playing this game, so keep her first, find someone to watch over her, and don't let her have a chance to attack."

Gong Zhan didn't want the little guy's game to be over halfway through.

Then she will be very upset.

"Yes, but this matter may have to be handled by the housekeeper. All I bring out are bodyguards. The target is too obvious." Zhao Liang said.

Gong Zhan nodded slightly, "It makes sense, Steward Chen, I will leave this matter to you."

"Okay, young master, I will arrange for two servants to take care of her in turn." The butler is also a good person, so the young master finally came to stay once.

He absolutely must promise to help him deal with all the problems.

"Well, by the way, where did An Zhi go after dinner?" Gong Zhan suddenly remembered that his little guy hadn't come to him until now.

"Oh, Miss went to the studio after dinner, she should be painting." Butler Chen said, as soon as Miss went upstairs.

He got the report.

Gong Zhan dropped the pen in his hand, "Okay, there's nothing else for you, let's all go down."

He was also going to find An Zhi.

Zhao Liang nodded and left the study with Steward Chen.

Five minutes later, Gong Zhan was in the studio and found An Zhi who was exuding a beam of joy.

(End of this chapter)