Princess Raising

Chapter 32: Chapter 32: The Wife's Look
Zhao Zhihai was slightly taken aback, the wife in his heart who would only stay at home and have no sense of existence didn't stay at home often, and as a husband, he didn't know his wife so well, he couldn't tell what was in his heart With complicated feelings, I just asked a little upset: "I remember, you often stayed at home at first, why not now?"

very beginning?
It must have been when they first got married.

At that time, she cooperated with the Zhao family to resign from her original job and concentrated on being a noble lady, but after less than half a year of marriage, her husband started cheating. How could she have been alone in her empty boudoir, bored at home all day in a daze? Are you crazy, you must find something to do...

Cough cough, although one of the reasons she abducted Zhao Qing and agreed to pick up Luo Xue was that she was bored to find someone to accompany her, but...

Well, in fact, she still needs someone to accompany her.

"No..." Zhang Dingyue said softly, "Now I will go out to participate in some charity activities, go to the countryside with my friends, find special folk delicacies, there are many things to do..."

Zhao Zhihai's face darkened, "Then did you have plans for today?"

Zhang Dingyue turned her head to look at him, and smiled softly, with a hint of charm and cunning in her smile, which reminded Zhao Zhihai of when he was just married.

He vaguely remembered that Zhang Dingyue at that time seemed to be a very lively and lovely woman, who would act like a baby, play tricks, and use various methods to make you happy...

But what she said next brought him back to reality, "That's right...I invited friends to eat roasted chicken today, so if you are at home, I may have to go out and not accompany you."

Zhao Zhihai pursed his lips, stood up suddenly without saying a word, put on his suit jacket, and said to Zhang Dingyue, "I'm leaving first, and I probably won't be back in the near future. I'll ask the secretary to give you the gift."

Zhang Dingyue watched him leave with a calm expression. Seeing Zhao Zhihai's back disappearing at the door, her face was not gloomy at all, and she even breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Zhao Qing was silent for a moment, and finally walked over to hold her hand, and said in a softer voice, "Mom, I'm here."

Luo Xue, who was sitting beside her, also held Zhang Dingyue's other hand, and said softly, "Auntie, you have me too."

Zhang Dingyue looked at the two of them strangely, "I said, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me so worriedly?"

Seeing this, Mother Zhou who was standing by the side sighed, "Miss, why are you doing this...why are you trying to get my uncle away..."

Zhang Dingyue smiled very calmly, with a sense of freedom in the smile, "My life is good now, and I don't need him to disturb it, so..." As she spoke, she changed the subject and turned to Luo Xue and Zhao Qing said: "You two little guys don't have to worry about me, especially you, son, don't you know your mother and me? Am I like the kind of woman who hurts the spring and the autumn?"

Zhao Qing raised his head and stared at Zhang Dingyue for a while, then said two words indifferently, "very similar."

Zhang Dingyue became angry immediately, "Smelly son, do you arrange your own mother like this?"

The old God Zhao Qing said: "It's not a choreography. When you persuaded me to agree to Xiaoxue's coming to live, it was very sad."

Zhang Dingyue was speechless, this son is too smart, really bad, very bad, very bad!

She just wanted to sigh and win Zhao Qing's sympathy or something, when Zhao Qing took out a jewelry box from his arms and handed it to her, saying: "Mom, this is for you, I wish you a happy birthday."

She immediately took the jewelry box with a smile on her face, took a closer look, and nodded repeatedly, "Not bad, my son. It's really good that he is willing to buy me such an expensive gift with a lot of blood. It seems that your father usually gives you money. I want more Exploitation is good."

Zhao Qing curled his lips, "Even if you exploited everything, the future will still be mine."

Zhang Dingyue was in a mess in the wind.

What should she say, should she say that her son is so smart that he can even react to this in an instant and is very willing to be filial to his mother?

Or should it be said that this son actually started seeking her pension money at this time? !

"Aunt Zhang..." Seeing this, Luo Xue quickly took out something from her bosom and handed it to Zhang Dingyue, "This is a gift from me and grandma, I wish you a happy birthday, every year has today, every year has today .”

Zhang Dingyue's attitude towards Luo Xue was a lot more kind, and he said with a smile: "Mama Zhou embroidered again. Mama Zhou's craftsmanship is getting better and better. I wonder if you can help, Xiaoxue?"

"Yes..." she said childishly, "I will help choose the color again."

Zhang Dingyue raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the matching colors, and found that they were indeed brighter than before. He nodded with a smile and praised, "You're so cute."

"Miss, as long as you like it." Zhou's mother smiled at the side, "I'm old and useless..."

"Zhou's mother is not old, and she will be with me for the rest of her life." Zhang Dingyue's rare childishness.

Unexpectedly, this rare childishness was seen by someone outside the house.

This so-and-so person was naturally Zhao Zhihai.

In fact, Zhao Zhihai never left. When he walked out of the villa door and was exposed to the sunny air outside, he became sober for a moment. He looked back at the people in the room, pursed his lips slightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally closed the door.

But the door was not closed tightly, leaving a small gap, and he wanted to see what was going on inside.

But the results can be imagined, without him as a nervous outsider, the people in the house are so happy and harmonious, the servant and the master get along very well, this is something he can hardly imagine.

Seeing Zhang Dingyue's series of performances, his heart was really messed up. He originally thought that his wife was just saying that out of anger, but he didn't expect her to be serious. He should be angry and go to her to question her. But what position does he have? According to other people's ideas, isn't it reconciled to meet such a woman who won't set your backyard on fire?

But he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he closed the door hastily and left, thinking about those things carefully.

Recalling his wife's mischievous expression just now, he actually had a feeling that he saw her when he was newly married.

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