"Grandpa" she looked at Xin Zuming, who was leisurely watching soap operas in a state of mind.
"This---" Xin Zuming took down his reading glasses and looked at his granddaughter, put them on again, "Your dad and I have the same front line." After that, he continued to watch soap opera.
"You" she held her breath and wanted to say something, but she didn't say it. Alas, alas, she sighed three times, why didn't she refuse, why didn't she escape from marriage, because they are his most adorable parents.
Well, marrying Mingyuan is not a painful thing. After all, he is handsome and rich, and is the target of many women. Alas, but she doesn't want her ancestors to marry such a man. She wants to marry an ordinary man.
Living an ordinary life. Where can the life of a wealthy family go ordinary? Alas...
Although the wedding was three days ago, she was still unable to adapt to Mrs. Xi’s identity. She had been so tired that she didn’t want to move anymore when she met relatives and friends in recent days. She was so tired that she didn’t want to move anymore. She didn’t have the mood to experience the feeling of being Mrs. Xi.
.Along with that, she had no sense of marrying a woman at all. As soon as she entered the waiting door, she might be as deep as the sea. One day she would be buried in her little crab in the sea and would not attend the house and become a cousin.
Or she was eaten alive by a shark outside the sea. Who made her own Xi Mingyuan, one of the golden bachelors in Xi's company, easily flew up to the branch and turned into a phoenix? Who knew that she wanted to be a little sparrow, and sighed again,