The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

Yan Xiaoxiao stayed silent, took Hanhan's hand, and walked towards the door. She was afraid to ask her sister-in-law's opinion.

"If you have anything, just say it straight." Ni Lehui said, fools can see, he asked Yan Xiaoxiao to take Hanhan out to play, there must be something to say to her.

"fun……"

"Auntie, my cousin is back." Ni Hanhan exclaimed happily.

Yan Yaoshun and Ni Lehui looked at Yan Xiaoxiao and Ni Hanhan who had returned, and Wen Zhifan who had just returned home. Yan Xiaoxiao looked at Yan Yaoshun very sorry. She was going to take Hanhan to play outside, but she just arrived at the elevator entrance. Wen Zhifan got out of the elevator. Yan Xiaoxiao didn't know Wen Zhifan, but Hanhan knew him. When he saw Wen Zhifan, he called his uncle and asked him to hug him.

Wen Zhifan came back with Hanhan, but she couldn't say anything. My brother and sister-in-law had something to say, so they could only come back with him.

"It's just right to come back, put the dishes for dinner." Zuo Yimeng's voice came from the kitchen.

"Auntie, I'll get the chopsticks." Ni Hanhan got off Wen Zhifan and ran towards the kitchen.

"Cousin, you know each other, I won't introduce it." Ni Lehui came over and said.

Wen Zhifan glanced at Ni Lehui, and reached out to Yan Yaoshun. "long time no see."

"Long time no see." Yan Yaoshun stretched out his hand, and the two shook hands, but did not let go.

Ni Lehui looked at the two and took Yan Xiaoxiao to the dining room. She would not stop them. This was the aunt's house, and the aunt was in the kitchen. Even if Yan Yaoshun didn't care, his cousin would be measured.

"They?" Yan Xiaoxiao was a little worried.

"Leave them alone." Ni Lehui said, and the two went to the kitchen to help with the dishes.

After a while, Wen Zhifan and Yan Yaoshun also came to help. Wen Zhifan was the host. He took the initiative to go to the kitchen. Yan Yaoshun sat at the table and waited for the meal.

Ni Lehui glared at Yan Yaoshun. Does he really consider himself a guest?

Yan Yaoshun pretended not to see him. In other people's homes, he never helped. In his opinion, he was a guest. Why did he help? Besides, they were not short of people.

Ni Lehui gritted her teeth. Since this is the aunt's house, she had no choice but to bear it. If he wants to be an uncle, he will have enough. When he returns home, he won't eat if he wants to be an uncle.

Yan Xiaoxiao snickered aside. Since she and her brother went back to Yan's house, her brother has never done housework.

"You eat first, and there is a soup. It's ready right away, Zhifan, come and help mom." Zuo Yimeng called Wen Zhifan away. Ni Lehui and the others were too embarrassed to move first and could only wait for them.

Everyone knows that their mother and son whispered in the kitchen, and they could guess what they were talking about.

"Zhifan, what do you think of Xiaoyan?" Zuo Yimeng asked in a low voice.

"Mom, what do you think?" Wen Zhifan is a wise man. He will never express his meaning before he has figured out what his mother means. If his mother thinks it is good, if he doesn't say it well, his mother will definitely not forgive him.

"Not bad." Zuo Yimeng said.

"Is it just good?" Wen Zhifan didn't believe it. He left others to eat at home. Mom prepared such a sumptuous table of dishes. Was it just so simple?

Mom is very concerned about the marriage of Xinlehui, but she will not be blind. As long as she is a man, she will agree. Mom's requirements are very high, and she will never agree to anyone who is not in her eyes.

"Very satisfied." Zuo Yimeng smiled and asked, "What do you think?"

"I think it's useless, but Le Hui thinks it's useful." Wen Zhifan took a look outside. Could my mother be dissatisfied? He didn't know how superior Yan Yaoshun's conditions were.

"Le Hui likes it very much, and I don’t worry. He is a cook. Although he doesn’t have a house, he can’t make a lot of money. My sister-in-law also lives in Le Hui’s house. There are three adults and one child, although Le Hui’s house is small. It’s a little bit, but it’s okay. Hold on for a few years. Once they have enough money, they can go for a down payment. I originally wanted to give them a down payment, but Le Hui refused." Zuo Yimeng said.

"What does he do?" Wen Zhifan asked.

"Chef, what's the matter? Do you dislike being a chef?" Zuo Yimeng was unhappy. "Don't think that you are a doctor, just feel that your job is noble, and other jobs won't be in your eyes. Lehui doesn't think like you."

Wen Zhifan is speechless, is he such a person? What kind of person is he in Mom's mind?

"He told you that he is a chef?" Wen Zhifan asked, a president of the Yan Group, but told his mother that he was a chef. What did he mean? Are they afraid that their family is for his Yan family's money? Even without telling his true identity, Wen Zhifan was very upset, and Le Hui hurriedly obtained the certification from Yan Yaoshun, and even concealed it from everyone, he had an opinion, and now Yan Yaoshun was still guarding them, he did not agree.

"No, it was Le Hui who told me that when I heard about Le Hui's remarriage, I was so shocked that I had forgotten who my surname was. How could I still be in the mood to ask what Xiaoyan did? Our family is not a rich family either. Looking at people, not looking behind him, Xiao Yan gave me the first impression that was good." Zuo Yimeng said.

Wen Zhifan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not what Yan Yaoshun said. If Le Hui and Yan Yaoshun's marriage were opposed by himself, and everyone else would be happy, he would not be human inside and outside.

Zuo Yimeng served the soup and let Wen Zhifan serve it. Zuo Yimeng washed his hands, took off his apron, and went to the restaurant. Seeing that they didn't move their chopsticks, he said, "Don't wait for me. , Don’t need to be polite."

Wen Zhifan picked up the chopsticks. Mom didn't come, do they dare to eat it? It was the first time that Yan Yaoshun came to their house. As the son-in-law of Ni's family, he came to Aunt Lehui's house with empty hands. At the restaurant, before everyone came together, he just moved his chopsticks without being polite at all.

The atmosphere on the dining table is very strange. Except that Yan Xiaoxiao is a self-acquaintance, Ni Lehui and Yan Yaoshun seldom talk. Almost you ask one question, and he answers one sentence. Yan Xiaoxiao is different. We chatted very happily with Zuo Yimeng. Wen Zhifan is ashamed, is he the son of Zuo Yimeng or Yan Xiaoxiao is the son of Zuo Yimeng?

Wen Zhifan didn’t know. Zuo Yimeng liked Yan Xiaoxiao very much. He obviously liked Yan Xiaoxiao very simply. After chatting, Zuo Yimeng was better to Yan Xiaoxiao than to Yan Yaoshun. Zuo Yimeng regarded Yan Xiaoxiao as his future daughter-in-law. , She asked clearly, Yan Xiaoxiao is single, Zhifan is also single, the two are very suitable.

After eating, Ni Lehui and Yan Xiaoxiao washed the dishes, Wen Zhifan and Yan Yaoshun picked up the dishes and chopsticks, Zuo Yimeng accompanied Hanhan to watch TV. Zuo Yimeng made the dishes. They would feel embarrassed if they washed the dishes again.

After packing, Ni Lehui and Yan Yaoshun are going back.

"Lehui's house is small, my house has vacancies, so it's better to live here." Zuo Yimeng pulled Yan Xiaoxiao and said, her tone is not to discuss with you, but to decide that if no one else stays, she will stay with Yan Xiaoxiao. If Xiaoxiao lived here, her daughter-in-law dream would come true.