The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Wang Shuyun turned her eyes to Gu Lingling.

This girl is excellent, and she is liked by the old man and the old lady. If she opens her mouth to help her say a word, the old man will promise her to stay.

Wang Shuyun felt that Tian Wenbo's proposal a while ago was good. Tian's group seemed to be developing some real estate projects. There were exciting townhouses, and she suggested that they buy them together with several people who had a good relationship.

At that time, Wang Shuyun didn't think it was necessary, but now think about it, it's too necessary.

For example, now, she can go directly to her own house without hiding in her mother's house.

However, there was too much money. She didn't have that much money. When old lady Xu asked Wang Shuyun to pay her living expenses, Zheng Xiangjun deprived Wang Shuyun of the right to manage her salary and only gave her a part of her salary as pocket money every month.

Wang Shuyun regretted spending too much money in the past.

Although she still has some savings, those are the dowry she left Gu Lingling.

Wang Shuyun silently glanced at the old lady who was eating quietly. How can she ask for the money from her hand?

Just as the idea came together, Zheng Xiangjun glanced at her faintly.

Well, forget it.

Just leave those with my mother.

After dinner, Wang Shuyun began to clean the table casually, "I'll wash the dishes."

Usually, she is the most impatient to do these jobs.

"I'll help you." Yang Aiguo said with a smile.

"No, No." Wang Shuyun can't wait for him to leave at once.

However, when her words didn't exist, Yang Aiguo took the plate into the kitchen, "I'll wash it."

Her hands are so well maintained that how can they be used to wash dishes?

Yang Aiguo hummed into the kitchen.

Wang Shuyun didn't seem to go in.

"What? Didn't you say you wanted to wash the dishes?" Zheng Xiangjun said, "if you don't hurry in, don't try to be lazy."

Wang Shuyun, "..."

She didn't want to be lazy, but she washed the dishes to avoid Yang Aiguo. Now Yang Aiguo went to the kitchen, so she didn't want to go in

As soon as she turned her head, she looked at her old man with cold eyes, and Wang Shuyun's heart burst.

OK, let's hurry in.

"Haha... It's really fun to see them like that." Gu Lingling said with a smile while lying on the bed.

Yang Yunhai lay beside her, hugged her and didn't talk, looking at her and smiling.

"What's the matter?" Gu Lingling leaned over and looked at him. Her hair brushed Yang Yunhai's cheek, making people itch.

"Just want to look at you." Seeing her wanton smile, he felt that the whole world was full of sunshine.

Helped her straighten out her hair, put her in her arms, and played with her hair in her hands, so there was a chat, "Ling Ling, what kind of wedding do you want?"

The dusk sun shines in through the window, plating the room with a layer of gold, which is very warm.

Yang Yunhai's words were so cold that Gu Lingling, who was sleepy, suddenly woke up, "you... What did you say?"

What kind of wedding?

"Yes, what kind of wedding?" Yang Yunhai scraped her nose. "I heard that wedding dress is popular now?"

"As long as I can be with you, I like any wedding." Gu Lingling held his arm, buried his head in his chest, listened to his excited heartbeat, and said with abnormal satisfaction.

"What a silly girl." Then he should follow his plan.