Contract Marriage With Mysterious President

Grandma Rong and Zhang Cuilan are the only people on the table to have dinner. The others have something to do and don't come back for dinner. Rong Hao is in the room with his wife. Qingziling says he is ill and uncomfortable.

"Cuilan, you see, you see, what the people of this family are like, just let them eat a little light, so they all find excuses to go out to eat. It's been three days, and I don't believe there's something really going on in these three days." Granny Rong slapped the chopsticks on the table angrily.

"Mom, the children have entertainment, and it's normal not to come back for dinner. As you said, those children have not been well managed by the green and purple bell. They have developed some bad habits and can't blame the children. Mom, don't be angry. We haven't been here for so many years. What are you afraid of? The children should teach slowly." Zhang Cuilan knows grandma Rong best, so she is so popular with grandma Rong.

She had not seen her husband and his current wife in the countryside before. But now she finally returned to Rong's house. It's strange that she doesn't feel jealous when she sees her ex husband being so good to a woman every day.

However, these are not urgent. She has survived these 30 years and doesn't care for a few days. Only by comparing the green and purple bells, can she really return to the Rong family and become the woman in charge of the Rong family.

"You're still sensible, Cuilan. My old bones are all for you. You have to work hard. You can dress up a little more beautiful. Look at their women. Men like this." Granny Rong also figured out at this time that those women who can keep men should dress up like goblins.

"Mom, don't you like women wearing too flirtatious?" Zhang Cuilan has always maintained the style of rural women, and she also loves beauty in her heart, but Grandma Rong has always been a very conservative person. In order to please grandma Rong, she makes herself a native.

"It seems that I can't, and my concept will change. If you are like this, you can't get Rong Hao's heart all your life. In this way, I'll take you to clean up tomorrow and compare with those goblins." Granny Rong's heart is angry. Her Cuilan is not bad. Why doesn't her son like it?

Goblins are all caused by goblins. Are all the beliefs they have adhered to for so many years wrong?

After dinner, grandma Rong called Fang congqian and asked her to come over tomorrow and take Zhang Cuilan to take measures. Their aesthetics must not be good, so they had to ask Fang congqian for help.

Rong Hao came back from a stroll outside and bought a snack that qingziling liked. As soon as he entered the living room, he saw a woman with curly hair sitting on the sofa wearing a black cheongsam. Her back looked a little like qingziling, but her hairstyle was much cheaper.

Rong Hao just looked at his back and didn't know where his mother was looking for it. He didn't want to have too much intersection with his mother, so he walked directly upstairs.

"Rong Hao." When the woman saw Rong Hao, she shouted to him. Ronghao looked back at the woman. The woman's hair was newly made and looked unnatural. Her face was also made up. It looked familiar, but Ronghao didn't think of who the woman was.

"Who are you?" Rong Hao looked at the woman.

"Rong Hao, I'm Cuilan. Do you think I look so good?" Zhang Cuilan made a turn in front of Rong Hao.

In fact, Zhang Cuilan is OK. Otherwise, grandma Rong wouldn't have liked her, and grandpa Rong wouldn't let her in.

However, she is already in her fifties, and her body has become fat. The skirt is just like tied to a bucket. It looks very funny.

"Are you Zhang Cuilan? Why are you dressed like this?" Rong Hao was frightened.

At ordinary times, although Zhang Cuilan is earthy, he is also used to it. It's more annoying for Rong Hao if he wants to be earthy.

"Mom said that men like beautiful women, so mom asked me to dress up. Is it nice?" Zhang Cuilan has never worn a cheongsam or had her hair permed. She thinks she looks like qingziling.

Qingziling also likes to wear cheongsam most. She also has curly hair, but Zhang Cuilan didn't notice that qingziling wants to have chest and waist.

There's nothing about her figure.

"I think you're better as you used to be." With that, Rong Hao hurried away. He was afraid that he would laugh uncontrollably in a moment. It was so funny.

Zhang Cuilan found herself beautiful. Rong Hao still didn't want to take a more look at herself, so she didn't know what went wrong.

"How's it going? What did Rong Hao say?" Grandma Rong came out of Grandpa Rong's study at this time. She didn't hear anything in it. The dead ghost's study is very soundproof.

"Mom, I'm so beautiful, but Rong Hao still wants me to be the same as before. Do you think he doesn't want me to be as beautiful as that goblin?" Zhang Cuilan thought it was Ronghao who didn't like being beautiful. That will compare the blue and purple bells.

"No, no, it's because he didn't get used to it. He'll just get used to it. It's okay. Let's go on. Didn't we buy a lot of clothes today? All the clothes Qianqian chose for you should be good. You often change your clothes and shake in front of Rong Hao to let him find your good." Granny Rong paid a lot of money today and spent thousands.

Fang congqian didn't want to be with them for a long time. She bought hundreds of clothes, so that Fang congqian didn't know how to choose. She had never worn such cheap clothes.

But in grandma Rong's opinion, they are already the best clothes to buy. They only buy dozens of pieces of clothes at the market!

Fang congqian went home and looked at her mother lying on the sofa alone. She closed her eyes and was straight. She thought Zhang Jiayu was dead, so she hurried over, knelt beside Zhang Jiayu and shouted to her.

"Mom, mom, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me, mom, mom." Fang congqian shouted a lot.

Zhang Jiayu slowly opened her eyes. When she saw her daughter's eager eyes, she smiled: "silly child, my mother is just tired and sleeping. Don't worry, my mother hasn't died so early." Zhang Jiayu touched Fang congqian's face.

"Mom, you scared me to death. Mom, you can't die. What should I do if you die?" Fang congqian lies on Zhang Jiayu's body and puts her head on Zhang Jiayu's leg.

"My child, my mother will arrange everything for you, and my mother will die. Don't worry." Zhang Jiayu comforts Fang congqian.