Second marriage: I finally marry to a rich family

"What shall we do after that? Who will feed her and Ranran? We have to rely on her?" Lu Jiahong looked at his virtuous daughter-in-law and thought.

"What a pity that sixth sister and Ranran are like this now. You are her brother and of course she depends on. We are a family. This will be her home in the future. We have to help her more. Don't you think so, Jiahong."

His wife is kind and thinks of the sixth sister.

"Yes, I'll be rich in the future. It's OK to keep her. Her temperament is not suitable for living." The sixth sister's temperament is so similar to that grandma. Who wants to live like this.

"See what you can. Wait until you have it. Right now, you can't invest with your third brother-in-law. Why don't you blow it? Seeing how to make money... "Looking at his daughter-in-law's face of regret, he couldn't help frowning deeply.

After a while, he waved his hand and said, "Alas! Let's talk about it after the sixth sister "and went into the house.

As soon as Lu Jiahong's attitude changed, Yu Mei stopped talking. What can we do at this point?

It's my daughter who doesn't live or die with others. Fortunately, she has shared a lot of money. If she marries again in the future, she can find someone with good conditions.

To say that her daughter-in-law is also virtuous and takes good care of Lu Xiaoman's mother and daughter. She is not unhappy. The married daughter Bo went out of the water. Originally, she was really afraid that she could not accommodate Xiaoman's mother and daughter. It would be difficult to be a man when she was caught in it.

Lu Xiaoman and his daughter live here.

People around also talked about it. There are all kinds of versions and. People in the village are like this. They love to talk when they have nothing to do. Eastern parents and western families are short, and whose daughter-in-law doesn't sweep the dishes. Very enthusiastic but also very blind, false can say the same as true.

It's said that Lu Xiaoman is stupid and doesn't know what's good or bad. It's hard to find Ye Mingyuan who is so capable and good!

Some people say how much she can toss people at her mother-in-law's house. It is said that Lu Xiaoman committed suicide and went to the hospital in the middle of the night

It is said that Lu Xiaoman has not been good since childhood. The divorce is still not good. It is all talk. Several of them really leave, and she regrets leaving.

Ye Mingyuan kindly read the love between husband and wife and gave her a lot of money. It is estimated that they will have to remarry soon. Whatever you say

A week later, ye Mingyuan got married. The wedding team was mighty, deliberately passing through Lu Xiaoman's alley, and all the happy candy was scattered in the alley. The Lu family is completely dead, and they just can't lift their heads.

A black Audi military car stopped at the gate, guarded by upright soldiers on both sides of the solemn gate. A serious man in a military uniform came out of the police room and slapped a standard military salute in front of the car.

Longzhai took the initiative to lower the window, arrived at a certificate and accepted routine inspection.

Qin he leaned back and sat in the back seat of the car, just like a tiger who relaxed his vigilance after a fierce slaughter. He was exhausted, his sharp eyes closed gently, and his sharp eyebrows swelled slightly. He seemed unheard of everything outside.

After careful inspection, the soldier examined the car and let it go by hand.

The car moved slowly towards the yard. The car walked in for a while. Finally, it crossed the shady path planted with pine trees on both sides and stopped in front of an elegant villa Long Zhai glanced at the rearview mirror and whispered respectfully.

"Yes!" Qin he's voice is thick and dark, and he doesn't move. Anyway, it's always the same every time. Others are looking forward to going home. He doesn't want to step into this home shrouded in the haze of death and forgetfulness. It's too cold here.

Long Zhai sat quietly in the driver's seat with a tacit understanding and closed his eyes.

After a while, Qin he first frowned coldly, then opened his eyes, patted his thigh with his big hand and said helplessly, "let's go!"

When he opened the door, Gao Da's strong body moved out of the car. His good origin and noble identity made his every move naturally reveal the king's breath.

Long Zhai opened his eyes, got out of the car, followed Qin he with heavy footsteps, and walked into the lifeless villa.

"The young master is back?" Working Zhang's mother saw Qin he come in and said hello.

Qin he nodded and walked to the spacious living room. Kujue's cold face looked at the man sitting on the leather sofa "Dad! Mom! "

Qin Zhongren, who was sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper, glanced at his son with an expressionless look. He was not angry. "Come back and have dinner."

Whether the mother should say that she is ready for dinner next, Qin he thought mockingly.

As expected

"Xing Bo, the young master is back and ready for dinner!" At the age of nearly 50, she looked just like Tian Mier, a 30-year-old woman. She was still beautiful. Her elegant cheongsam outlined her good figure. A sapphire blue shawl showed her nobility. She got up gracefully, glanced at her son indifferently and walked to the restaurant.

Anyway, from childhood to most of them, I have long been used to her disregard, but I don't understand why.

The three men went to the restaurant. Qin he first walked over, opened the chair for his mother, and then went to an empty seat to sit down. The exquisite dishes on the luxurious long table are full of attractive color and smell, but there is no joy on the faces of the three people.

Once a month, the depressed family dinner of the Qin family began again. People who didn't know thought he was holding a catch-up meeting.

Mrs. Zhang looked at the three people with a face in front of the table. They stared straight and said nothing. The three people who ate mechanically shook their heads. It was cold and there was still a home. What's the difference between them and strangers. Since young master Yu left, this family has become like this. Alas!

What Lu Xiaoman hates most is autumn. She doesn't like it whether it's early autumn, mid autumn or late autumn.

All the unfortunate things happened to her in Shangqiu.

That morning, Lu Xiaoman walked with his daughter in a panic. Her relatives didn't even have a false retention. Half a month ago, I took the initiative to leave Ye's house. Half a month later, I was forced to leave here and go wandering with my daughter. It seems that I have been a real failure.

"Mom, I'm leaving!" Lu Xiaoman hung his luggage on the handlebar in front of him, with his daughter in the back seat.

"Come on, I can't keep you." Yu Mei, who got up early to cook, didn't come out of the kitchen door. She replied politely and simply.

"Mom, don't worry..." it's unknown whether he will see you again after he leaves. Lu Xiaoman is reluctant to give up and wants to try to say something. He knows whether this is his place to stay for a long time. He wanted to settle down before he left, but now she has to leave.

"I'm not worried. What am I worried about? Anyway, you have money. Both of you can live there. If you have the ability, you won't need us in the future. On the contrary, this poor family has a lot of light from you. " Yu Mei's cold words have thorns.