Attention please,Ex-husband!

Li Mengmeng almost didn't fall off the chair: "are you crazy?"

"It's crazy not to make money." Ruan Su said with a smile: "I'll tease you. I'll transfer the payment to you. Last time, I asked you to contact a silk shop for me. This is a deposit. I gave it privately."

Ruan Su said that asking her to buy 50000 yuan off the court really scared Li Mengmeng: "I said, everyone gambled one or two hundred yuan to play. You smashed 50000 yuan at a time. My heart can't stand it."

"Because it's for Ruan's family, we can only take our private account." Ruan Su should not only design in heaven, but also take care of Ruan's family. Otherwise, Ruan's family will not be able to support it.

After the two finished the video, Ruan Su lay on the table tired and sighed. She never talked to her friends about the Fu family's affairs. She was not afraid of her laughing at herself, but felt that she could carry it.

When Fu Liangcheng entered the door, Ruan Su was lying on the table in a daze, beside which were two design drawings.

Pick up the paper on the desktop, Fu Liangcheng Mou color a bright: "this is the new year series?"

"Well." Ruan Su looked askance at Fu Liangcheng: "it's just a prototype."

In the year of the pig, Ruan Su designed the effective pig into a cartoon version. His eyes were still inlaid with precious stones. Fu Liangcheng looked at it for a while and returned it to Ruan Su: "the geomantic gentleman is coming in the afternoon. Mom wants you to listen to it."

"I don't understand." Ruan Su fretfully grasps her own ball head. Every time she designs, she feels that she will be bald sooner or later.

Fu Liangcheng sat on the chair opposite Ruan Su, his long legs overlapped and he said slowly, "I don't understand either."

"But the Fu family will be there."

Ruan Su stretched out his arm and sighed softly, "well, I'm quite curious. What does Fengshui look like?"

"Do you have a goatee, bend over on crutches, and wear dark sunglasses?" Ruan Su remembers that Mr. Feng Shui in the TV series seems to be like this: "Oh, by the way, there is still a gossip tray hanging on the chest, isn't it?"

鈥溾€︹€︹€?Fu Liangcheng followed Ruan Su's way of thinking, and the picture

"Probably, isn't it?" Fu Liangcheng remembers that Fu Yongan said that this Feng Shui gentleman was invited back from abroad. It is said that he and his grandfather were good friends and arranged the geomantic pattern of that family.

Ruan Su held his cheek in his left hand, and his right index finger hit the table top and asked, "can you stop drinking that black thing? It's inhumane to send people to catch ants in this winter. "

"It's not without solutions." Fu Liangcheng's black eyes gazed at Ruan Su, half smiling.

Ruan Su eyes a bright: "what method?"

"Of course..." Fu Liangcheng's eyes fell on her expectant face: "I'm a little hard!"

Ruan Su directly rewarded him with a white eye and said sourly, "I'm not afraid that your white lotus is autistic?"

Fu Liangcheng does not brush micro blog, of course do not know what Ruan Su said, full of puzzled: "who?"

"No one. I'll see what I have for lunch." Ruan Su shook his head, got up and put his design drawings in the drawer. Then he turned his head and asked Fu Liangcheng, "only I can enter the study?"

"Well." Fu Liangcheng nodded and knew what Ruan Su was worried about. He also had doubts about the theft of previous design drawings.

After getting Fu Liangcheng's affirmation, Ruan Su went downstairs. She had been in the winter since childhood. She liked to eat some warm casseroles. Today, she wanted to eat sauerkraut and mutton casseroles, thinking about asking the servants to prepare one.

Who knows not to wait to enter the kitchen, saw cloud early snow next to Xiao Mei standing there, face full of modesty to be taught.

"Auntie, it turns out that carrots should be put into this soup at last. No wonder every time I make it for Liangcheng, he always says that the taste is different."

Ruan Su's pace was stopped. Yun chuxue and Fu Liangcheng had been studying abroad for two years. Ruan Su had never been in contact with this blank period.

"Silly boy, you don't have to learn these. There will be servants at home." Xiao Mei is more and more satisfied with yunchuxue. Seeing the blizzard a few days ago, she pondered to boil a pot of oxtail soup for Fu Liangcheng.

"That's different. I made it myself." Cloud early snow Jiao drop of say.

Ruan Su took a sip of spring and looked at the happy time of her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. She was always hard to disturb and turned to leave.

"What are you going to take, grandma?" The servant just entered the kitchen and walked across from Ruan su.

Ruan Su embarrassed smile: "want to see, lunch can make a sauerkraut mutton soup."

The servant thought for a while and looked at Ruan Su with some embarrassment: "little grandma, there seems to be no pickle in the house..."

The Fu family didn't like this kind of pickled food, so it was no surprise that Ruan Su had never eaten it for three years.

"It's OK." Ruan Su comforts a smile, she just holds the mentality of trying, anyway, has not eaten for three years.

Every time I was greedy, I would drive to the university town and come back when I was full.

"Those who want to be pregnant should eat less of that kind of pickle." Sure enough, Xiao Mei began to preach again.Ruan Su sighed silently and turned to look at Xiao Mei: "I know, mom, I just want to see..."

"It's not as good as the first snow. If you feel uncomfortable, you can learn from me to make oxtail soup for Liangcheng." Because yunchuxue's clever and sensible, Xiao Mei is now looking at Ruan Su is more and more unpleasant, how to look, are uncomfortable.

Ruan Su grinned, went to the pot, smelled the rich flavor of oxtail soup, and said with emotion: "Hey, what's the use of learning it? I don't drink it. When I get divorced later, who should I cook it for?"

Of course, Ruan Xiaomei would give them a good divorce if she didn't want it.

On the first and a half floor, Fu Liangcheng heard this conversation. His face was so heavy that he could drown flies. His big hand was holding the handrail. In his gloomy and terrible eyes, he gradually concealed the cold feeling just now. In the blink of an eye, he changed his face.

"Liangcheng, you've just come. Let's try my oxtail soup." Yunchuxue saw Fu Liangcheng's figure and waved to him.

Xiao Mei also felt that the embarrassment of the moment needed to be resolved, so she said, "yes, the first snow has been boiling here for more than four hours. Let's try it."

Fu Liangcheng's tall figure bypassed Ruan Su, tasted the soup in Xiao Mei's spoon and pursed her lips: "well."

It's not good or bad. It's just a word "um", which makes people in the kitchen confused.

"Do you have sauerkraut at home?" After drinking oxtail soup, Fu Liangcheng asked for no reason, and was stunned by the people in the kitchen.