The exclusive rich family's shock marriage

Chapter 490: Gossip is flying everywhere (4)
Do Tang Xiao believe those photos?
In fact, he believes and knows that those photos must be true. Ye Fusang has always treated Zhan Rong better than others, and her thoughts on Zhan Rong are more of admiration. She has her own business, and Zhan Rong has always been her idol and goal.

In addition, Tang Xiao also knew that Ye Fusang felt more like a little girlfriend to her boyfriend when he was in front of Zhan Rong. Zhan Rong was much older than her, and he was the kind of kind-hearted person who would spoil girls. In front of Zhan Rong, he is more open than in front of other people, and he is more willing to play the role of being protected.

The photos were real, but he knew that these contents were definitely not as bad as what was written in the report.

Tang Xiao's timely feedback allowed Ye Fusang to be safely sent to the old house. Ding Susu hurried out when she heard the movement, looked back, and then pulled her into the house, saying, "A-Sang is here? Come in, Mom is planning to come in today." I'll make you something delicious, but Mom cooks it herself..."

Ye Fusang felt that Ding Susu was more enthusiastic than usual today, and asked suspiciously: "Mom, is there any happy event today? Why do you want to cook by yourself?"

Ding Susu didn't know what to say, and felt a little unhappy. When did the news of the Tang family get passed through? Regardless of whether it was true or not, those photos were all picked up. Two, she can only rest assured.

It can only be said that Ye Fusang's life is good. He met the Tang family's parents-in-law and elders. If he changed to another family, Ye Fusang, no matter before or now, would not even be able to enter the door of the Tang family.

Ding Susu accompanied Ye Fusang to work upstairs in Tang Rourou's children's room. Ye Fusang thought that her mother-in-law was too busy, so he gave her a pile of wool. After spending most of the day making a ball, Ding Susu gave her a few more needles, saying that he would teach her how to knit a sweater.

Ye Fusang looked at Ding Susu speechlessly: "Mom, is anyone in our family short of clothes? Why do you have to fight yourself?"

Ding Susu glared at her: "Is the one I typed the same as the one bought from outside? You said that one day Rourou will wear the sweater you typed, how happy will he be?"

Ye Fusang had no choice but to say: "Mom, I can knit a sweater. I knew it when I was a child..."

Ding Susu didn't believe it, she just learned it, how could Ye Fusang know it, he knew it when he was a child, bragging, this is nothing, don't care: "If you know how to fight, just make two and show me, let me open my eyes .How can a fashion designer know how to knit a sweater?"

Ye Fusang emphasized: "Mom, I really will."

Ding Susu just gave me a look that you would make two of, or she was bragging, Ye Fusang looked at the pile of wool balls, picked out the bright colors of the group, and decided to help Tang Rourou make a small coat, mother-in-law If you underestimate her so much, she will show it no matter what.

Ye Fusang really started knitting sweaters, and Ding Susu stayed by his side all the time, and then chatted intentionally or unintentionally. Ding Susu just wanted to lead to a certain topic, and talked about some nonsense, and finally got to the topic she wanted to talk about On the top, while rubbing the sweater clumsily and pretending to be proficient, he said casually: "Is the child of your previous boss a boy or a girl? Generally, a man with a career still hopes that a boy can inherit it." family business."

Ye Fusang responded casually: "My boss is not a patriarchal person, but his parents are not allowed to want grandchildren. His first child is a girl. I have seen photos, she is very cute, and she looks a little bit more like him. .”

Ding Susu laughed dryly: "If you don't say it with your mouth, you must say it in your heart."

Ye Fusang pouted, "Mom, my boss is really nice."

Ding Susu said: "I didn't say he was bad, what I meant was that it's normal for a man to want a son."

Ye Fusang sighed: "In this way, it's lucky that Rourou is a boy, otherwise how much pressure do I have now?"

Ding Susu smiled: "What's so stressful, let's live slowly?"

Ye Fusang muttered: "I'm not a sow..."

Ding Susu stared: "You don't speak lightly or seriously, why do you say that about yourself? What is that meaty, little piggy?"

Ye Fusang burst out laughing, stretched out his hand to hold Ding Susu's arm: "Mom, how can a grandma say that about her grandson? It's a little piggy."

Ding Susu also laughed: "You didn't say it yourself. Talk about your boss, but you're talking about yourself again. Who is to blame?"

Ye Fusang knits the sweater again, she can really knit when she looks at her movements and posture, she is fast, the needle and thread in her hands seem to have thoughts in her hands, she doesn't stop without looking at her hands, she really flies the needle Ding Susu was a little dazed looking at the thread: "You are so young, how can you knit a sweater?"

Ye Fusang said with a smile: "Mom, let me tell you the truth, I couldn't learn anything when I was a child. It's not that I wasn't serious. It's just that I sat in front of the table all day, and my mind just couldn't remember those things, but other things , I can learn it as soon as I learn it. The teachers blame me. As long as it is not the content of the class, I must be the one who learns the fastest and the best. I am the best in handicrafts and extracurricular activities. School... barely passed , sometimes it is difficult to pass.”

Ding Susu was a little dumbfounded, and suddenly said nervously: "We don't look like you!"

Ye Fusang muttered again: "Mom, you are hurting people like this. There is nothing wrong with me like this. What's the use of studying well?"

Ding Susu glanced at her, "Why is it useless? If A-Zi hadn't learned it, would he be able to do his current job and support his family? Rourou can't be like you, and the whole family will worry if he doesn't get good grades."

Ye Fusang had no choice but to say: "Don't worry, I don't know if he looks like Tang Zou, but he certainly doesn't look like me." Then he muttered softly: "Singing a song is not complete, drawing a picture is like a tiger doesn't look like a tiger, and a mouse doesn't look like me." Like a mouse, no one knows what it is..."

Ding Susu stared angrily: "Won't you teach him how to do it? What do children know?"

Ye Fusang said: "I taught, and I only knew that it wasn't like mine after I handed him the drawing."

Ding Susu wove the clothes in her hand angrily. It was small and cute in color. Ye Fusang took a few glances: "Mom, are you calling them?" He reached out and patted his stomach, "Come on, let's thank you grandmother."

Seeing her appearance, Ding Susu couldn't help laughing again. No matter how she looked at it, it was not like what was written in the newspaper. How could a wife and mother who mentioned her husband and children with happy smiles be the kind of watery woman?

Ding Susu admitted that her heart had softened again, and Tianping was on Ye Fusang's side again. She sat in front of her obediently and obediently knit sweaters for her son. She also said just now that if the meat likes it, she can also reluctantly do it for Tang Xiao I bought one because I was afraid that Tang Xiao would find it ugly and would not wear it.

(End of this chapter)