The President's Best Wife

Chapter 438

When Meiji court came back, it happened to be lunch time.

After washing her hands, when she came out, Mama Liu had asked the kitchen staff to serve the dishes.

Wen Qiao sat beside him, and Hai Lanyin asked, "Zi Jin called just now, did you go to his place this morning?"

Wen Qiao has the habit of drinking soup before meals, and today's lunch is sliced ​​meat soup.

Hearing the name from Hai Lanyin's mouth, Wen Qiao was puzzled.

Zi Jin?who?
She never seemed to have heard the name.

Meiji Court nodded, and said slowly: "It's not all of them, I just dropped in after doing something."

Hai Lanyin's tone couldn't be said to be angry, "Your road is going well, and you are going to bully people again?"

Glancing at the smiling expression of the girl beside him, Meiji court said: "How can I say that I am a gangster? It is what he said to show filial piety. I will cut a glass seed for you to make a bracelet. I didn't force him, don't you believe me?" You can ask Han Lin."

Afterwards, he served the rice himself, and said, "I put the Wuyishan Dahongpao he gave Dad on the car, but I forgot to take it off just now."

The old man finally looked up at him: "You still wear the red robe of the National People's Congress?"

The old man is not interested in jewelry, but people of his age like to drink some tea, so he knows tea very well.

Meiji Court: "... how can it be said to be the socket, I took it directly, then I will have someone send it back in the afternoon."

"Nonsense, since it was given by someone else, isn't it slapping him if you return it?" The old man said with a serious face, "Since it is the filial piety of a little monkey, you can accept it with peace of mind, and don't take away his good intentions."

Heline: "."

Meiji court: "."

Wen Qiao was curious about who this little monkey and Zi Jin were, but she didn't ask at the dinner table, and planned to ask after dinner.

Like a telepathy between husband and wife, Meiji court said: "Hou Zijin is the treasurer of the Hou family's Wanbaozhai. He has liked to stay in our house since he was a child."

She had heard about Wanbaozhai, and sometimes it would appear on the Wikipedia search page. Wen Qiao once thought it was a fraudulent website, but she didn't expect it to be true.

Hailan coughed, and the Meiji Court changed the phrase, "He always pissed off his father, and was often kicked out by his father. When he had nowhere to go, his parents usually brought him home, and then his parents Hou Zijin's parents who came forward will give him some face and let him go back."

Oh, that is to say, the Ming family is the refuge called Hou Zijin.

So, the relationship between the two is pretty good.

Wen Qiao didn't know much about tea and jewelry, so he thought it could be solved with tens of thousands of dollars.

She said: "Since the relationship is quite good, isn't this Hou Zijin a bit stingy?"

In her eyes, it is absolutely impossible for the Meiji court to bully others and do things like robbing houses.

Hearing that, except for Meiji Court, everyone was looking at Wen Qiao.

Little Putao was sitting on the children's chair, holding a spoon in her little hands, and looked at her with big round eyes: "Mom, don't you know Uncle Hou? I can’t bear to buy an ice cream.”

Meiji Court brought vegetables for her and said in a low voice, "Father brought you a hairpin."

Before she finished speaking, Little Putao widened her eyes in doubt, and said in a childish voice, "Uncle Hou is willing?"

Meijiting curled his lips and shook his head: "Reluctance."

Little Putao's mouth was O-shaped, as if she wanted to say that her father is so good that Uncle Hou, who is so picky, can give such a valuable thing.

Hai Lanyin and the old man looked at each other and said, "Let's eat."

Going on and on, they lead their cute little grandchildren astray.

Ming Wanchen has been doing dishes abroad for half a month, and finally at the 230th second dish in Tai Sui, when the boss deducted the next month's salary, he finally couldn't help crying.

"Si'er, do you have any money? I want to charge my phone bill to call my mother." Ming Wanchen decided to return to China, if this continues, he will starve to death here.

Long Si was still wearing rubber gloves for washing dishes, and said, "Yes, Brother Chen."

He told Long Si to quickly take off his gloves and go back with him.

In the end, it was Long Si who paid for the broken plate.

Ming Wanchen held Long Si's shoulder gratefully, and said: "Si'er, from now on, if I eat meat, Ming Wanchen will have your soup."

Long Si was convinced of this, nodded and said: "Brother Chen, I know, let's go back and contact the family."

Ming Wanchen managed to get in touch with his own queen mother, but the other party directly hung up on him.

The assistant looked at Zhou Muwan curiously, and said, "Mr. Zhou, why didn't you answer the young master's call?"

Zhou Muwan smiled and said: "This kid contacted me, he must have no money, and he can't survive abroad. I have frozen the account during this period, and I am afraid that the hardship is enough."

The assistant was puzzled: "Then why don't you answer?"

"Don't worry, I'll call again." As soon as the words fell, the phone rang again.

How can a child be better than a mother?

The result was hung up again.

"You have to get rid of his enthusiasm, or you take yourself too seriously." Zhou Muwan put down her phone, and handed over the new season plan in her hand to the assistant, "Give it to the Propaganda Department."

Before leaving, the assistant saw the phone light up again.

This time Zhou Muwan didn't hang up the phone, she picked it up slowly, "What's the matter?"

Ming Wanchen wanted to go home, but he didn't dare to confront his mother and queen, and said: "Mom, were you busy just now?"

"No."

Ming Wanchen choked, the co-author deliberately refused to accept it.

He immediately cried and showed his filial piety: "Mom, my son misses you. It's so far away, it's hard for my son to see you."

Zhou Muwan: "You can directly make WeChat videos."

Ming Wanchen: "Mom, I want to go home"

Zhou Muwan smiled and said, "Just come back, and I didn't let anyone stop you."

Ming Wanchen wanted to drop his phone, but he was cowardly, the financial power was in the hands of his empress, so he didn't dare to do anything wrong.

So he cried poorly: "No money."

Zhou Muwan waited for these words. Holding the phone in her left hand, she stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with her right hand wrapped around her waist: "It's not impossible to unfreeze the account, but I need you to promise me."

Ming Wanchen had a hunch that it was not a good thing, but under pressure, he still had to ask: "What guarantee?"

"In the future, if you fail a subject or fail a subject to affect your graduation, not only will you not have a penny to spend, but you will also lose the right to inherit the company."

"Too ruthless, are you my real mother?" Ming Wanchen is a scumbag, and everyone in the school knows it. It's difficult, too difficult for him to guarantee that he has a few and doesn't fail a subject.

"Wait - I am your only son, I have no inheritance rights, who do you want to give it to?" You can't give it to Wanqun's girls, right? !
"Your father and I plan to have a second child."

Ming Wanchen: "!!!" How old are you and have a second child?Did the couple take the wrong medicine? !
(End of this chapter)