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Chapter 1044

Chapter 1044

After the couple left, Pei Chuan picked up Wang Changhou's family.

With the luxurious villa so close in front of them, the family of three was stunned and couldn't move.

I stood stupidly in the yard, dumbfounded and shocked.

While taking off her apron, Suning stepped forward and said lively: "There is no need to be restrained in your own home, just treat it as a house in Dongwan Village."

"After dinner, Pei Chuan will take you to your new home. It's a little smaller than this, but has a beautiful environment, the kind Xin Yi likes."

“There are flowers, grass, a balcony, and an artificial lake at the back to raise fish.”

"Uncle Wang, I have prepared good wine for you, I will definitely take care of it."

Wang Changhou came to his senses, cautiously reached forward and asked, "Can I step on this?"

Suning pulled him and strode into the living room and said: "Not only can he step on it, but he can also run. You can just hit him with a hammer, it doesn't matter."

Wang Changhou smiled, his stiff body relaxed slightly and said, "It's just like the palace I saw on TV."

"Mu Mu, your family is really rich. No wonder Brother Luo said he could buy a town in Nanyang."

"I didn't believe it at first, well, I do now."

Suning said with shame: "I have no money, so I mainly marry a good wife."

Wang Changhou said in confusion: "Bringing in a wife?"

Suning smiled and nodded: "Yes, my son-in-law."

Wang Changhou was about to speak but stopped and turned into a silent sigh.

In his view, a man is a man who has to carry on the family lineage, so how can he "marry" himself properly?"

Is this worthy of the ancestors? Can the family agree?

Pei Chuan went to the South Railway Station yesterday afternoon to pick up Wang Changhou's family. He was already familiar with them. At this moment, he stood up and said, "Uncle Wang, don't listen to Suning's nonsense."

"The house does belong to my senior sister, but how can he be considered as a bride-in-law?"

"If we really want to talk about money, he may not be as good as the Kunlun family, but he is certainly not a poor man."

"Three to fifty million, just open your mouth and someone will pay for it."

Wang Xinyi and Hu Zi followed behind, "walking on thin ice" and nervously.

That cute little expression looks like a dream.

Lingxi changed into home clothes and came forward to say hello under Suning's introduction.

Gentle and generous, with just the right amount of enthusiasm, it makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"Brother Mumu, sister Lingxi is so beautiful."

Wang Xinyi grabbed Suning's arm and whispered: "Like a fairy walking down a painting."

Someone said proudly, "Really? My grandma said the same thing when she saw Xixi for the first time."

Wang Xinyi snickered and said, "What about Sister Fanyin?"

Suning was stunned and said in a panic: "I'm going, be careful what you say and do."

"Xin Yi, I am your brother, you can't harm me."

"You, you, you, Sister Fanyin, it's nothing."

Wang Xinyi said blankly: "How did I harm you? I can feel that Sister Fanyin seems to like you a little bit too."

"Hmm, is it an illusion?"

Suning screamed, "tears streaming down her face" and rushed into the kitchen without saying a word.

On the thumb, there is a row of silver needles standing in unison.

Just like what I said when chatting with Xiao Huo'er, there are seventeen and eighteen levels of force, but when facing Lingxi, he doesn't dare to dodge at all.

During lunch, Suning was frightened.

She sat next to Lingxi in a "little bird-like" manner, smiling in all kinds of ways, flattering to the extreme.

One moment I help peel shrimps, and the next moment I stand up and pour drinks.

The second best player in China is as humble as a piece of grass.

Pei Chuan couldn't stand it any longer, and encouraged Suning with the help of alcohol: "Look at how cowardly you are. Isn't it normal for a man to have two wives?"

"In the old society, men had three wives and four concubines."

"That Sima Yi's grandson, Sima Yan, has ten thousand wives."

"Hmm..."

He was so drunk that he burped and his face turned red: "That's what my master taught me back then."


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