Shu He was worried that her daughter was losing weight because of the wedding, so she pulled Lin Ming aside and held Lin Wan Yue's hand.

"You can't learn from the girls nowadays to lose weight for the so-called beauty! Don't let your body be ruined by then. It doesn't matter if you are fat or thin, as long as you are healthy."

Lin Wan Yue was helpless, "No, I didn't lose weight. I even drank a cup of milk tea before going out!"

Knowing that her daughter didn't lose weight, Shu He felt relieved. Then she thought of what she had just said, and the old mother started to worry about other things.

"My daughter, mom knows you like to drink milk tea. Mom doesn't stop you from drinking it, but you can't drink it all the time. That stuff is mixed. Drinking too much is not good for your health."

"I read an article on the WeChat public account a few days ago. There was a girl who drank milk tea every day. In the end, her blood was milk tea color when she had a physical examination!"

Lin Wan Yue really didn't expect that this kind of article would be so harmful. My dear mother was a top student at the beginning. How could she believe everything?

Lin Wanyue, who was deprived of happiness, turned around and looked at Lin Mingde pitifully, Dad, save me!

The old father who received the distress signal from his precious daughter stood up instantly and pulled his daughter to his side.

"Hey, if my daughter likes to drink, let her drink! Milk tea color is milk tea color, the little princess's blood must be different from others! Don't restrict my daughter!"

After saying that, he nodded to his daughter, rest assured, your happiness is protected by your father!

Lin Wanyue silently gave a thumbs up to the old father. My father is so bold, dare to talk to his wife like this?

Sure enough, Lin Mingde stood up for only three seconds, and Shuhe grabbed his ears and scolded, "You are so arrogant! Dare to talk to me like this? Let me loosen your skin for you?"

Lin Mingde switched from a great old father to a beaten old father in a second.

Lin Wanyue silently took two steps back and distanced herself from the old father who was seeking death.

Mom, you can't scold me anymore after you hit Dad~

Later, Song Jiajun couldn't bear it anymore and rescued his father-in-law who was blinded by his father's love.

He didn't understand why a man who was afraid of his wife dared to provoke his wife.

Anyway, he never made his wife angry except in bed, and he was very obedient.

With Song Jiajun's obstruction, Shuhe couldn't say anything, so he could only glare at Lin Mingde fiercely, and the meaning of settling scores was obvious.

Lin Mingde rubbed his ear, which was about to fall off, and whispered, "Wife, you are really trying hard! My ear hurts so much."

Shu He glanced at him lightly, and Lin Mingde changed his words instantly, "I deserve it, I deserve it, my wife did the right thing!"

Lin Wanyue turned her face to the side and used the man's arm to cover her face, "What do you think Dad is trying to do?"

Song Jiajun took a half step towards Lin Wanyue and covered the little girl's face tightly, "I don't know, I never make my wife angry."

Lin Wanyue put away her smile and rolled her eyes where the man couldn't see.

You two are the same.

Lin Wanyue looked up at the man's smiling eyes and said to him unhappily, "You are almost the same."

Song Jiajun said wrongly, "What's wrong with me?"

"You still have the nerve to say what's wrong with you? Have you forgotten what you did last night..." Lin Wanyue, who realized what she had said, suddenly covered her mouth, but it was too late.

Song Jiajun raised his eyebrows, "What happened to me last night?"

"You...you..." Lin Wanyue kept saying "you" for a long time but couldn't come up with anything. She banged her head on the man's chest and gritted her teeth in anger.

If it weren't for the fact that they were in public and her parents were in front of her, she would have let the man know why the flowers were so red.

Looking at the little girl who buried her head in his arms like an ostrich, Song Jiajun was in a good mood and decided to let her go, "Okay, little ostrich, your parents are still here."

Lin Wanyue snorted twice to express her dissatisfaction, but she got up from the man after all.

"By the way," Song Jiajun suddenly remembered something, "Didn't mom say that there was an article about a girl who drank milk tea for a long time and her blood was milk tea color when she was drawn? I think you have been drinking milk tea every day recently, so why don't we go and draw blood tomorrow to see?"

"!!!" Lin Wanyue looked at him in shock, "Are you still my husband?!"

Others don't know, but he doesn't know? During this period, because I wanted to drink milk tea every day, the man felt that the ones outside were unclean, so I made them at home.

Besides, I didn't drink it for a long time, just a little more frequently in the past few days, how could it be milk tea color!

What's wrong with milk tea color! Can't the princess's blood be milk tea color!

"No."

"......?"

"I am your dear husband~"

"... Shut up!"

Lin Mingde started looking for Chunsheng all over the house as soon as he arrived at the manor, "Where is my son? Son! Dad's old son! Son! Don't you stay at home?"Ah?"

Xiao Rizi lay on the ground and sighed. Why did this man come again? He really wanted to kill me.

Shu He covered her face and didn't want to admit that this was her husband. He was obviously a very smart man when he was abroad. Why did his IQ drop sharply after returning to China?

If his son was at home, wouldn't he go to the airport to pick him up? He must not be at home after calling for a long time!

Besides, there are so many people downstairs. What if you just ask?

Lin Wanyue collapsed on the sofa, watching her father looking for someone upstairs and downstairs.

"How long has Dad been in this condition? Mom, why don't you take him to see a doctor."

"It can't be cured, just take him to the burial!"

Song Jiajun cut the peeled orange into two halves, secretly compared them, gave the larger half to his wife, and the smaller half to his mother-in-law, "Don't you want to save him?"

"We don't have money. "

Lin Wanyue:......

Lin Mingde didn't know that he was sentenced to death by his beloved wife. He walked up and down the stairs but didn't see his old son. He came down dejectedly.

"My daughter, where is Chunsheng? Where did he go?"

Lin Wanyue was choked by the sweetness of the oranges, and stuffed the rest to her father, "Dad, you eat the oranges. Chunsheng has gone to class. He doesn't know that you are on the plane today. Give him a surprise later."

Lin Mingde grinned with half an orange. His daughter was so thoughtful that she even peeled an orange for him.

He glanced at Song Jiajun, who had nothing in his hands, and stuffed all of them into his mouth leisurely.

The oranges peeled by his daughter are so sweet. Does your sister have some?

Shuhe couldn't stand her husband being silly here, so she pulled him to sit next to her.

It's better to watch him. He's almost embarrassed to go home.

"What time does Chunsheng finish school? Let's go pick him up. "

Lin Wanyue glanced at the time, "It's almost time, we'll be out of class soon."

"Let's go, let's go now, my son must miss me!"

"You don't know, the last time my son called me on video, his eyes were red, it made me feel so sad~"

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