Master Spoils His Wife To The Extreme

Hearing the sound, Ziyan quickly picked up her clothes and blocked them in front of her chest. Turning her head, she saw her new husband.

"You... Why don't you knock when you come in?"

Ziyan held herself nervously. Although she had a skin kiss last night, she was still not used to it, especially during the day.

"I'm sorry, I never knock when I enter my room."

Zhuo Weiting didn't leave. Instead, he came in and took off his suit and changed his clothes in front of Ziyan.

Ziyan was a little embarrassed. She took her clothes into the bathroom and changed them. When she came out, she saw that Zhuo Weiting was still hesitating for a while, so she asked.

"What shall I call you?"

Hearing Ziyan's words, Zhuo Weiting almost fainted.

"You don't know my name?"

It's not that he wants to get angry. He just feels a little neglected. He's very upset.

"I... I know your last name is Zhuo."

Ziyan retreated timidly and looked uneasy around, but she didn't dare to stay on Zhuo Weiting.

"Well, yes, except for Zhuo? Didn't your family tell you who you were going to marry?"

Seeing Ziyan nodding and shaking her head, Zhuo Weiting tied his eyebrows and felt that there was something wrong in the middle.

"Sorry, maybe they said, but I forgot."

Ziyan bit her lips as if she was afraid. Her expression was like a abused little daughter-in-law.

"Then remember, my name is Zhuo, Zhuo Weiting. I don't think I need to tell you how to write it?"

Zhuo Weiting came forward, pulled Ziyan's body and said with a positive face.

"No, I should know."

Ziyan is afraid. This man reminds her of the villain in the fairy tale.

"Come here, see clearly, Zhuo Weiting, remember?"

Zhuo Weiting pulls Ziyan to the hanger, takes her wallet from the suit bag, points to her ID card and says.

Ziyan nodded. When she saw his ID card, she also saw a beautiful beauty. It should be his girlfriend. It's so beautiful.

Ziyan felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't know where the discomfort came from.

"Well, now go down to dinner. Dad is waiting for us?"

Zhuo Weiting put away his wallet and looked at Ziyan in a daze.

"I'm full at noon. I'm not hungry now, but..."

"There's no discussion. Dad is waiting. You don't have to play grandma's temper the first day you come to Zhuo's house?"

Zhuo Weiting coldly interrupts Ziyan's words. He hates such a self righteous woman.

"Sorry, I'll go down now."

Ziyan lowers her head and follows Zhuo Weiting downstairs to the restaurant.

"Dad."

Zhuo Weiting called her father and sat down, but Ziyan's father couldn't speak.

"Song Laidi."

Seeing that Ziyan kept bowing her head, Zhuo Weiting drank coldly.

"Dad."

Ziyan hid in her throat and shouted.

"Didn't you eat at noon? You talk like a dying man."

"Eat, eat, ADI, don't pay attention to this smelly boy. He has such a temper."

Zhuo Minghui glared at his son and the new daughter-in-law started. It was normal to be shy on the first day.

But when Ziyan looked up at Zhuo Minghui, he looked at Ziyan as if he had been struck by thunder for a minute.