Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Old man Leng looks at the living room. This is every time he comes to Dongshan villa. It is designed by famous experts. The internal pattern is magnificent, the decoration is atmospheric, the low-key is luxurious, and the details are warm.

His eyes turned around in the living room and finally landed on the pair of Bi people opposite. I don't know why. He always felt that Wei Jing was too quiet today.

"I haven't walked around for a long time before I found that in the mountains, the world has been for thousands of years. It is said that the government is about to regulate the property market. This regulation will have a great impact on the property market. Do you have any plans?"

After opening the conversation box, Leng Youchen discussed the current economic situation with old man Leng, while Wei Anning picked up a fruit knife and cut the apples while listening to them. Then he cut the apples into pieces, put them in a fruit plate and put them in front of old man Leng.

Leng Youchen's voice suddenly stopped. Although his wife is a little bird like girl, she has always been careless in cutting fruit. Sometimes she can't find anything to do, she will cut the fruit into pieces and feed him.

But she almost never cut so well. He always jokes that the fruit she cuts is like a dog's bite. She will retort unhappily. Anyway, if she wants to eat it in her stomach, it's not the same as cutting flowers.

However, this plate of fruit is very artistic. Each piece is about the same size, the incision is flat, and there is no trace of the dog. Even the plate is very particular. He couldn't help looking at her.

"Madam, when did you secretly learn to set the plate?"

Wei Anning shook her hand and almost cut her finger. She clenched the fruit knife and said, "you don't always dislike that the fruit I cut is like a dog. I learned from Yan Nanfei, thinking that in case there are guests at home in the future, my previous technology can't be on the table and humiliate you."

Leng Youchen frowned slightly and reached out to take the fruit knife from her hand. "These things are done by servants. You don't have to bother. Besides, I'm used to your dog eating style. Now I'm so particular about setting the plate, but I don't have any appetite."

Wei Anning was sweating on her back. She said, "I know."

Old man Leng listened to the conversation. He said, "little three, it's good to love your daughter-in-law, but don't be too spoiled."

"Grandpa, I'm such a daughter-in-law. I'm not used to her. Who is used to?" Leng Youchen smiled and didn't put old man Leng's words in his heart.

Old man Leng frowned and didn't say any more. After a while, Mrs. Liu came out and asked them to eat in the restaurant. Mrs. Liu made Wei Anning's favorite braised ribs and fried chicken wings.

Leng Youchen gave her a dish, put a piece of essence into the small plate in front of her, and said, "your favorite braised ribs, eat more, and if you lose weight, the wind can blow away."

Wei Anning stared at the ribs on the plate. She was hungry, but she didn't know where to put her mouth. She poked with chopsticks. "I don't have any appetite today. You and grandpa eat first. I'll go to the bathroom."

Leng Youchen stared strangely at her back and always felt that she was strange today.

After dinner, old man Leng and Leng Youchen went upstairs to play chess in the study. In the study, Leng Youchen touched the cigarette box, realized that grandpa was there, and put the cigarette box back. Old man Leng didn't care, "you can smoke if you want, don't care about me."

Leng Youchen lit a cigarette and took a sip. He said, "Grandpa, did you come here specially today?"