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

"Toilet." Yan Yaoshun said casually.

Ni Lehui's mouth twitched, and she has been in the bathroom for so long. Has your aunt come?

No matter where he went, she couldn't wait to vent the anger she had suffered during that year. Ni Lehui just wanted to wash away her humiliation. Regardless of the public, she insisted on Yan Yaoshun to show her affection. Besides, strictly speaking Get up, he is her husband, he is obliged to cooperate with her.

Yan Yaoshun didn't expect that Ni Lehui would call herself that way, let alone that Ni Lehui would act like a coquettish to him, with a smile on her coquettish face, bowing her head at the woman who lowered his head and smiled sweetly.

Ni Lehui only felt that the corners of her mouth hurt when she laughed, but her stubborn character prevented her from bowing her head in front of Xia Qing and Yu Hailian. In front of Yu Hailian, she was a loser, and in front of Xia Qing, she was a bully.

In order to stand tall in front of them, this scene must go on!

Ni Lehui let go of Yan Yaoshun, turned around in front of him, and asked, "How? Does it look good?"

"Very appropriate." Yan Yaoshun did not exaggerate the praise, but just a sentence of "very appropriate", but it is enough to make people happy. Sometimes, appropriateness can be more persuasive than praise.

Xia Qing's face was gloomy, and Yu Hailian's face was not much better. Yan Yaoshun's words slapped her face like a slap. The people in the shop said that this dress was not suitable for her, and looked at the close men and women in front of her with cold eyes, wishing that Going forward to teach, it was this man last time, it was also him last time, and it was him again this time.

New hatred and old hatred, Yu Hailian couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Dog men and women."

Although Yu Hailian’s voice was small, the three closest to her had heard it. Xia Qing raised her eyebrows, but did not say that Yu Hailian said that she wanted to scold like this, but she could bear it, but she didn’t expect Yu Hailian to scold. After coming out, this daughter-in-law is not as unhindered as she imagined.

Yan Yaoshun glanced coldly, and Yu Hailian was startled. This man had an innate deterrent that made her feel scared.

Ni Lehui just frowned. Her good self-cultivation reminded her to remain calm and calm. She was scolded not once or twice. In that year, Xia Qing scolded even more ugly.

"If the upper beam is not upright, the lower beam will be crooked, and if the middle beam is not upright, it will fall down." Ni Lehui shot back.

Xia Qing's eyebrows stretched, and she took a deep breath. She knew who the owner of this store was. As long as she got angry, she would have a great impact. Xia Qing reminded herself not to get angry. If you are so easily provoked by Ni Lehui, it will lose your respect and elegance. After reading the jokes, if they are photographed by a journalist who is passing by or who are interested, seeing the headlines tomorrow will have an impact on Yan.

Ni Lehui is a disaster star, Chang Tuo married her, Yan's business went wrong, Yan's business almost collapsed, and she, without help to Yan, married Hailian, with Hailian’s help. The Yan family not only survived, but also has a prosperous business. The scale of the Yan family now is much larger than before.

If it weren’t for Hailian to have this advantage, Changtuo would get angry if she was married to Changtuo for five years, and she was pregnant with a child now. During those five years, she could endure something wrong. She crooked her eyebrows, and Ni Lehui had been married to Chang Tuo for one year, but she had not conceived a child. She crooked her eyebrows at Ni Lehui, scolding or beating whenever she wanted.

"Did they bully you just now?" Yan Yaoshun asked coldly, his tone as if he wanted them to be eaten, and his eyes as if he wanted to kill them.

Ni Lehui's mouth twitched, watching her being bullied by them, he watched with cold eyes, and now he wanted to help her out, don't you think it's too late?