Young Master Hei, your wife is playing dumb again

Chapter 255 Chat content triggers comfort

"It's a good thing that Bei Yi took back all those photos today, otherwise it would be too bad. However, Bei Yi seems to have something happened at home recently, and she seems to be very busy every day. Just now, she didn't wait for the banquet to end, so she went back early..."

Zhao Ritian was so drunk that he didn't realize that some of his words just now caused discomfort to some people in the back seat, so he continued to mutter.

Hei Lingxiu didn't hear a reply for a long time, and he asked again: "Axiu, I said something happened to Bei Yi's house, did you hear that?"

"Ah."

Probably because of Zhao Ritian's quarrel, Hei Lingxiu groaned reluctantly.

"Hmm, what? You, the boss, shouldn't you care about it?"

Zhao Ritian seemed to substitute himself into Luo Beiyi's identity, feeling a little inexplicably sad and indignant.

"Worried? What's none of my business?" Hei Lingxiu replied without opening his eyes the whole time.

In this way, he didn't know that the person sitting next to him just now was gearing up to beat Zhao Ritian!
To destroy other people's marriage is to go to the [-]th level of hell.Even a plastic marriage is the same!
But Jing Yuhan is short-tempered, and really can't wait for the old swan to punish Zhao Ritian, and plans to send him to the [-]th floor of hell with his own hands.

But when he was doing it, he heard Hei Lingxiu's words just now...

Ah!
The content of the chat caused comfort, so she decided to leave Zhao Ritian to the old swan.

SO, the claw that was swung out just now to hit the back of Zhao Ritian's head was taken back by her.

However, Zhao Ritian didn't know that he escaped from death just now, and he muttered drunkenly: "When will our handsome pig, Axiu, be able to make cabbage..."

After Jing Yuhan finished listening, she silently turned her head and looked at the handsome pig beside her...

One day, the voice of Zhao Ritian crying and howling wolves came from Tianqin Port.

"Ah Xiu, did you hit me last night while I was drunk?"

He walked out of the guest room with his chicken coop on his head, and ran into Hei Lingxiu, who was already fully dressed and sitting at the dining table, sipping coffee elegantly, and he just complained.

But in the face of this complaint, Hei Lingxiu didn't even give him a second glance, and said bluntly: "I want to beat you, but I also need to do it while you are drunk?"

Zhao Ritian: "..."

Although he was very unconvinced, he had to admit that what Hei Lingxiu said made sense.

With Hei Lingxiu's current rank, strangling him to death is like strangling an ant, and there is no need to take advantage of others.

Zhao Ritian took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, sat down opposite Hei Lingxiu, and drank most of the bottle of ice water in one breath, only then did he feel alive.

His body became more comfortable, his mind started to function, and he quickly remembered one thing.

"By the way, I heard that Ji Nancheng is in Jiangcheng again. I guess he came here for the Yaoling Project..."

But just as he finished telling the information he had obtained, he got this answer from Hei Lingxiu: "It should have come back the day before yesterday!"

"Have you met him?" Zhao Ritian was always interested in mentioning Ji Nancheng.

"Um……"

Hei Lingxiu's thin lips moved, just about to say something.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the silly roe running down the stairs with Xiaoxue, his eyes moved slightly, and he stopped making a sound.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Ritian quickly discovered Hei Lingxiu's abnormality, and was about to ask, but the doorbell rang suddenly.

The sudden ringing of the doorbell made Zhao Ritian stop asking why Hei Lingxiu was abnormal, and instead said with a half-smile: "Could it be that Cao Cao is here?"

Hei Lingxiu also knew who the word "Cao Cao" Zhao Ritian was referring to.

He didn't make a sound, but his eyes communicated with Zhao Ritian.

Where there is gossip, there is Zhao Ritian.

In short, Zhao Ritian was born specifically for gossip.

The enthusiasm for gossip also gave birth to Zhao Ritian's initiative: "I'll open the door."

As he said that, Zhao Ritian looked as if he didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and he rushed to open the door before Aunt Liu excitedly.

But the person who came was not Ji Nancheng, the eldest daughter of the imperial city that Zhao Ritian wanted to gossip about the most, but...

A short boy with a broom in his hand, who looked no older than five years old.

Staring at the little boy's pink and tender face, Zhao Ritian quickly remembered that he was a child living in a Western-style villa next door.

Not Ji Nancheng!
Destined to have no gossip to watch!

The gap in his heart was not a little bit big, which made Zhao Ritian feel a little unhappy.

"Children, if you press the doorbell indiscriminately, you will wet the bed!" A child who disturbs other people's gossip will also wet the bed!
"I didn't ring the doorbell randomly, I came to find my daddy!"

The little boy next door said, throwing aside the broom that was used to poke the doorbell just now, and looked inside the door dumbly and cutely.

"Looking for your daddy?"

Zhao Ritian pondered for a moment, "How could your papa live here? Go, go back to your house and find your papa."

"My papa really lives here, I come to play with her every day!"

The little boy blushed anxiously, and his little mood of wanting to enter the house was evident on his face.

"Your daddy lives here? Could it be..."

Zhao Ritian thought about this, and suddenly it sounded that the only person in this villa who could become a little boy's daddy was Ah Xiu.

The little boy called Ah Xiu Papa...

Oh my god!
Doesn't he like to be a millet?
The little boy looked up and found that Zhao Ritian was in a daze, and planned to take the opportunity to sneak into the house.

But when Zhao Ritian found out, he suddenly closed the door and locked it!

After closing the door, Zhao Ritian leaned against the door panel and muttered for a while: "Damn it, this guy, Axiu, even got his son out behind my back."

The mood must be excited, but Mao still has an indescribable sour feeling?
Could it be that he was really expected by thousands of rotten women?
No, he has to calm down for a while.

But before Zhao Ritian calmed down for a long time, Hei Lingxiu's voice suddenly came from the dining table: "Who?"

This voice dragged back Zhao Ritian's sanity.

"That... the little boy who lives in a western-style villa is looking for you. Ah Xiu, when did you have such a big son, why don't I know!"

Zhao Ritian returned to the dining table, his face covered by the silver mirror frame was mostly at a loss.

The good friend suddenly became a father, and Zhao Ritian suddenly realized that he was still a single dog that no one wanted, and his heart was not even the slightest bit disappointed.

Zhao Ritian's mood continued to be depressed, and the doorbell rang again like a reminder.

The noisy doorbell made Hei Lingxiu frowned in displeasure, before saying, "He didn't come to look for me."

"I didn't come here to look for you? No, you don't have a man in your family besides you, right?" Zhao Ritian really couldn't think of anyone else in this villa, except Hei Lingxiu, who could fuck his papa!
At this time, Mrs. Liu couldn't bear the life-threatening ringing of the doorbell, and opened the door again.

This time, the little boy outside the door seemed to be afraid of being turned away again like before, and sneaked in quickly, shouting at Jing Yuhan who was running upstairs with Xiaoxue: "Papa!"

Zhao Ritian: "..."

Who am I and where am I?
(End of this chapter)