Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

The old man happily accepted Yan Mo's gift and didn't open it.

He is not dissatisfied, but knows Yan Mo's current situation and can't give too expensive gifts.

He was afraid of embarrassment.

In fact, the old man doesn't care about the price of the gift at all. What he cares about is his heart.

After all, in Nancheng, probably no one has more money than the Li family. Expensive gifts are really nothing.

"What gift did sister-in-law give grandpa? Didn't grandpa open it?"

Li Zihan called her sister-in-law sweetly, and her tone was soft.

I can't hear the meaning of being picky, but in fact, she is picky.

She also knew that Yan Mo had long been down and driven out of the Yan family. The poor couldn't even compare with the rich man's dog.

What's more, the bag in Yan Mo's hand is not a big brand product.

Old man Li frowned, "as long as it is sent by foam, my old man likes it."

Li Zihan complained discontentedly, "I'll give you a famous watch, but you don't like it."

"Old man, I don't need your broken watch. I'll take it back later."

“……”

Damn old boss, who the fuck is the kiss!

Li Zihan clenched his fist, lowered his head, and a touch of hatred flashed in his eyes.

Sooner or later, the old man will be killed!

"Grandpa, I really don't have any valuable gifts for you. This is a handicraft I made myself."

Yan Mo did not buy a gift, but made one by herself.

She really doesn't have so much money for expensive gifts.

Besides, there is no shortage of Master Li.

Old man Li took out the gift and looked at it. He immediately exclaimed, "you all learn to learn. In addition to spending some money to buy me a gift, when will you kiss it automatically?"

It's easy to buy gifts. Many people are not willing to do it by themselves, which is time-consuming and laborious.

Li Zihan sneered, "poor devils make their own gifts because they don't have money."

"Get out!"

The old man was angry.

Li Nanting hurriedly said, "Grandpa, don't be angry. Zihan is too naughty."

Then he quickly suppressed the awkward Li Zihan and forced Li Zihan to apologize. It was over.

The original good engagement dinner was very unpleasant, but the hero hasn't arrived yet.

"Did you call the smelly boy?"

At 8:30, the old man's face was very ugly.

Others are looking at Yan Mo frequently.

Li Beicheng didn't have to do anything. He slapped Yan Mo hard before he came so late.

"Sister-in-law, you call your brother."

Li Zihan is not afraid to die again.

Yan Mo hung his eyes and didn't speak.

She was not surprised by Li Beicheng's attitude tonight.

The reason why he agreed to get engaged was that he didn't want the old man to be angry and have physical problems.

She was just a woman he could play with.

She was ready from the beginning, so she was not afraid of ugliness.

"Sister-in-law, you don't have your brother's mobile phone number."

Li Zihan smiled innocuously and was not afraid that the old man would blow her out again.

Yan Mo hesitated for a moment. He took out his mobile phone and called Li Beicheng.

She knows Li Beicheng's mobile phone number, but it is not a private mobile phone number, but the one that many people know.

She was not sure whether Li Beicheng would answer.

Everyone is waiting to see a joke.

Unexpectedly, Li Beicheng answered.

"Hey, it's me."

"Huh?"

Li Beicheng's tone was still very light.

"Well... When will you be back?"

"I'm busy. I'll talk after I'm busy."

"That..."

Doodle doodle

Before Yan Mo's words were finished, Li Beicheng had hung up the phone.

When she tried hard to call again, the sweet female voice came: the phone you dialed has been turned off

Yan Mo smiled, looked up at those sarcastic eyes and said frankly, "he's busy."

"Busy fart!"

The old man was angry and all the dirty words came out.

The frightened people were silent one by one, and they didn't even dare to read jokes.

"Arsene, go and bring me the smelly boy!"

The old man opened his mouth and ordered the bodyguard Arsen to bring the prince back with his collar.

He was really angry.

How old is it that you still play this hand, like a man should do?

"Grandpa, wait a minute. It's okay."

Yan Mo smiled calmly and opened his mouth to appease Master Li's irritable mood.

Li Zihan's mouth was cheap. "Alas, I don't blame big brother. Of course, big brother should focus on career, otherwise he can focus on women."

"Yes."

Yan Mo suddenly opened his mouth to fight back, "you're right. If Beicheng doesn't focus on his career, how can he inherit the Li family in the future?"

Don't think she doesn't know Er Fang's ambition.

Li Zihan snorted.

In short, the atmosphere in the mansion is quite bad.

At this time, Mr, meeting room.

Li Beicheng, Gu Yichen and all the senior managers of the company are here.

Mr had a serious problem with a project, and everyone was ordered to attend the meeting at the critical moment.

Li Beicheng is not perfunctory Yan Mo, he is really busy.

Everyone's cell phones in the conference room were turned off, and nothing big happened. Only Li Beicheng answered the phone himself.

Half an hour later, Li Beicheng glanced at the watch on his wrist.

Gu Yichen glanced at him and whispered, "go, it's almost done. I'll hold the rest."

"Yes."

Li Beicheng explained a few words, and then left the company and rushed back to the old house.

There was a traffic accident on the road and it was blocked for another 40 minutes.

In addition, Mr is far from the old house. When Li Beicheng got home, it was 11:48 p.m., more than ten minutes before today.

This is the engagement banquet between Yan Mo and Li Beicheng.

A group of people had no intention to laugh at Yan Mo and were dying of hunger.

A group of distinguished Li family members have long lost their original elegance and reserve. Now they lie on the sofa, like frost eggplant.

Even if they want to see jokes, they have to have strength!

Even Li Zihan, who owes the most, is afraid of falling asleep on the sofa. His sleep is very ugly.

But the old man was always in good spirits and didn't bend his waist.

Yan Mo sat with the old man.

Her makeup is still as delicate as ever, her hair is well pulled, and her eyes are really picturesque.

When Li Beicheng entered the door, he saw the cold girl sitting next to the old man, vaguely showing some stubbornness.

He was a little stunned. Before, the little girl's stubbornness was only reflected in chasing him.

I don't want this girl to be so proud.

"Get out!"

Li Beicheng just crossed the threshold with one foot.

The crutch in the old man's hand was directly thrown out and accurately smashed at Li Beicheng.

Li Beicheng didn't hide and took it.

"Ah!"

Li Zihan, who woke up, screamed in horror.

"Grandpa."

Li Nanting and others also stood up, anxious to stop the angry old man Li.

"Get out. There's no one like you in this family."