Tang Shao, your wife is getting a divorce

Chapter 366
"Shui Muhan, forget it, you have no talent in the kitchen, your task is to wash the dishes and mop the floor."

"..."

Shui Xinrou was playing with the children, she smiled contemptuously, "Brother, sister-in-law is right, you are suitable for washing dishes and mopping the floor, this is what a real man can do."

Angrily, Shui Muhan rolled his eyes at Shui Xinrou, signaling her to shut up and stop making noises.

"Xinrou is right. I agree with this, so get out of the kitchen right away. Don't make trouble anymore. I'm afraid the kitchen will burn down."

Tang Yisen was making stuffing for dumplings, and upon hearing this, he was also snickering.

"Honey, I won't leave without benefits."

"Shui Muhan, do you want me to put some flour on your face? Or do you think your face is not white enough?" Hua Qianxun was kneading the dough, when suddenly, she raised her white hands to Shui Mu Han shook.

"Wife... um..."

"Shui Muhan, don't act like a baby to me, I'm getting goosebumps."

"It's a matter of course for my wife to hurt..." Unexpectedly, Shui Muhan leaned over and kissed Hua Qianxun heavily on the lips a few times before he washed his hands and left the kitchen.

"Brother, we are not blind, can you be more restrained? Show affection, die quickly!"

It's not just the two of them, their hearts are soft and gentle, the mother-in-law and the others are all there, the bastard Shui Muhan even kissed her carelessly, unconsciously, Hua Qianxun's face was stained with a layer of crimson.

"Shui Xinrou, it's Chinese New Year, are you spreading hatred?"

"No way, I'm going to win all your money tonight, remember to wrap a big red envelope for my son tomorrow, uncle!"

"Damn, you want to win all my money, and you want me to wrap a big red envelope for your son, Shui Xinrou, you might as well rob the bank."

"..."

When the two brothers and sisters bickered, the atmosphere became even more joyful, and everyone who listened couldn't help laughing.

Unexpectedly, Tang Yisen's cell phone rang at this moment.

He washed his hands and went to the balcony to pick it up.

"Tang Ye, are you back?"

"Well, I'm in the Tang family's mansion, and I'm with dad. If it's convenient for you and sister-in-law, you can come back and have a meal together."

Subconsciously, Tang Yisen glanced into the living room, "I'm afraid I can't do it today. Your sister-in-law and I are at my mother's house, and we agreed to the Shui family first. Let's go to another day, and I will ask you out again when I have time."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll be with Dad. He's been suffering from a bit of wind and cold for the past few days, and he's taking medicine. It's not convenient for Qianqian to come here, and it won't be good if he infects him."

"Ok!"

Tang Yisen hung up the phone, and then he took a deep breath.

He has mixed feelings in his heart!
Tang Yisen had already hung up the call, and Tang Ye was still holding the phone.

Unconsciously, he pressed a series of familiar numbers, stared at the screen for a few moments, and then deleted them all.

He just wanted to ask his elder brother if Deng Yuxuan had come back for the New Year, and if she had contacted him.

Thinking about it later, he stopped asking again, and the escaped words stuck in his throat.

She said, don't look for her deliberately, if they are really destined, they will meet again.

Uncle Deng is gone, and she probably won't return to Hong Kong City by herself.

New York wasn't very big either, but he never met her.

I don't know if she is doing well alone?
Frowning his handsome eyebrows, Tang Ye was stunned for a while before he put his phone away, and then he went downstairs to accompany Tang Yu.

It has been raining continuously for two or three days, and the weather has not cleared up.

Deng Yuxuan, who was wearing a long black dress, put away her umbrella and went into a flower shop to buy a bouquet of lilies.

Then she hitched a ride to the cemetery.

Although the rain was not heavy, the drizzle swayed from side to side with the cold wind. Holding an umbrella and holding a bunch of white lilies in her hands, she stepped up the steps step by step.

She was the only one in the cemetery, and it was very silent.

Just like her state of mind.

"Dad, I'm back, and I miss you too." As she said, Deng Yuxuan bent down and put down a bunch of white lilies in front of Deng Xianyu's tombstone.

Then, her beautiful eyes seemed out of focus, and she stood there holding the umbrella in a daze.

Unconsciously, her nose had a sour taste, and her eye sockets were also a little red.

Today is almost the same as the day he was buried, except that it is colder now.

For the first time, she experienced the feeling that her father missed her in New York when he was in Hong Kong.

If there is a start again, she would rather spend more time with him in Hong Kong City.

Also because of missing, she misses everything here, so she came back.

Perhaps, she came back with a glimmer of hope.

There was no one in Deng's house, and the mansion was empty. She stayed in a hotel for two or three days when she came back.

She still hasn't met him, and she doesn't know if he has come back for the New Year, and she doesn't want to contact him.

However, that doesn't mean she doesn't miss her.

Maybe it's good for everyone not to disturb, maybe they will have their own significant other in the future!

Deng Yuxuan didn't know how long she stood here quietly, her feet started to ache a little, and she stepped on the steps and left the cemetery in a daze.

Today is New Year's Eve, and she doesn't know where to go alone, so she has to come here to accompany her father.

After leaving, she also seemed to have nowhere to go.

In the city center, Deng Yuxuan got off the car, and she walked aimlessly under an umbrella.

Tang Ye came out of the supermarket after buying ingredients. On the way back to the Tang family's mansion, he suddenly saw a familiar figure from the back of the car.

Intuition, a bit like Deng Yuxuan!
Did he miss it?Or was he out of his mind because he felt sorry for her all the time?
Tang Ye laughed at himself, and then his car drove away... She should not come back, she has no relatives in Hong Kong City, and he treats her like that, she should have no nostalgia for Hong Kong City of.

Tang Ye thought so. What he didn't know was that he and Deng Yuxuan had missed each other more than once...

In fact, they really all returned to Hong Kong City, and they really came back on the same flight.

It's just that they didn't notice each other in tandem.

Tang Ziqian walked around a lot, and the little guy became bolder. He was no longer afraid, ran around, and knew how to find things to play with.

However, no matter where he is going, Shui Xinrou still has to watch him.

As soon as the little ones saw that the adults started making dumplings, they also came to join in the fun. There was nothing to do, so they had to give each of them a piece of dumpling wrapper for them to rub and play with.

"Mama... want... Qianqian... want..." Tang Ziqian was at Tang Yisen's feet, he tugged on his trousers, and looked at Shui Xinrou pitifully.

The little hands kept closing and opening, opening and closing.

It means to tell Shui Xinrou that there is nothing in his other hand.

He is the youngest, he can't see what is on the table, but he can see that Dad has something in his hand, and he wants it too.

"Baby, let's go to my cousin's room to play with you. There are many toys there. Dad and aunt are making dumplings. We will have something to eat later."

"Mama...Qianqian...want...Puba...give..." Tang Ziqian blinked his big eyes, but his little hands were still moving.

The restless little guy stretched out his hand to climb the edge of the table, and slowly, he also stood on tiptoe.

"Uh...uh..." If he didn't give it to him, he was very dissatisfied, and he was already showing signs of anger.

"Honey, give him a few pieces of unkneaded dough, we have enough here."

"Yes, Xinrou, take some and let them play. If they are not happy, we don't even want to work. It doesn't matter if your hands are dirty, just wash them later, they are all curious about things now .”

"Okay, let's knead the dough. Ruirui, go and find the plasticine molds." Shui Xinrou took some dough, then led Tang Ziqian to the tea table and sat down.

Sister Xiaohua also sat down together, and Shui Xinrou seemed to be a teacher in the kindergarten.

When Tang Ziqian received the dough, he began to ignore Shui Xinrou. He took the mold given by his cousin and started his own creative ideas.

Anyway, if they play together with their companions, they won't make trouble, besides, Ruirui also knows how to take care of her younger sister and cousin.

"I played with my companions. These little guys are very good today."

"Of course, children want company."

Shui Xinrou smiled, her son is almost one year old, and she has been recuperating recently, so she must want another one.

One son and one daughter, just like big brother and sister-in-law, very good.

"Brother, let's meet today, I have something to talk to you about."

"Shui Xinrou, do you know how treacherous your eyes are? You don't want to talk to me so simple, but you want me to agree?"

"I'm not afraid, my sister-in-law is here anyway, she won't let you bully me." Shui Xinrou's pretty face was full of confidence and pride.

After she came back from London, she really figured it out and had her own plan. She was talking about a cooperative relationship with him.

"Shui Muhan, I don't think you will be so stingy, besides, Yisen is also here, he must be helping Xinrou."

Tang Yisen smiled, and he shrugged needlessly.

As long as it's what Shui Xinrou wants to do, he will support it unconditionally.

"Brother, don't worry, I won't eat your meat. I just want to talk to you about the cooperation between Wanhui and Aiwei. Hehe, you know that your sister won an award in London. I regained my confidence.”

Unconsciously, Shui Muhan frowned and questioned: "Cooperation? Wanhui and Ai Wei have different business strategies. I don't see any business opportunities."

"Wrong, how could there be no business opportunities? I discussed with Kexin that we will launch a subscription package after the next year, and I will add my design elements to the wedding planning.

In other words, all customers who have business with us at Aiwei can independently choose souvenirs designed by me, even tokens of love, wedding rings and the like.

Alternatively, clients send us their ideas and I design the first draft and add the ideas to the jewelry.With this kind of customer source, I need a partner. Of course, I need Wanhui to make jewelry. I can trust Wanhui's fine workmanship.

(End of this chapter)