After saying that, he took Shu Tinglan in his arms and prepared to go back to the bedroom. He had no reason to let her suffer here. He was also protective in front of his mother.
Shu Tinglan heard the pickiness in Cheng Zhimin's words just now, and of course she knew that he was talking about it for her. He didn't dislike the furniture for being petty, but he disliked her for being petty and unable to get on the stage, so she was just talking about the furniture.
Her hand held by Zhuo Yuan was cold even in the midsummer. She silently broke away from his protection and stood in front of Cheng Zhimin.
"Auntie, let me show you around." She is dealing with it with the mentality of a hostess. At least this house is in her name, right? She is the owner of this house.
Seeing this, Zhuo Yuan's mood, which had been gloomy just now, suddenly became clear, and the look in her eyes was encouraging.
How could Cheng Zhimin not know Shu Tinglan's intention, but seeing his son Zhuo Yuan's obviously protective look, he felt a little cold. So he slowly started touring the house.
The house is very big, and the housekeeper from the club usually comes to clean it, so it is very clean and tidy. Cheng Zhimin couldn't help but feel disgusted. This disgust was not a deliberate act, but a genuine disdain for those cheap furniture.
"Yu An, throw away all these furniture. Mom will give you a new set."
"There are also these messy paintings on the walls. There are a few from your grandfather's collection at home. I'll have them sent over."
No matter how weak her relationship with her son was, he was still a son and had the right to manage his son's home. She didn't feel inappropriate saying this.
Lu Yaoyao on the side pretended to be dead and hid aside, wishing that he was transparent.
"Mom, I like these things very much. Don't touch them." He wanted to say that Tinglan is in charge of this family and you should just leave it alone, but he didn't want his mother to turn her attention to Tinglan, so he blocked it in front of him.
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Shu Tinglan, on the other hand, had a sincere expression on his face and said to Cheng Zhimin
"Auntie, you also think these furniture and these paintings are ugly and don't match, right? In fact, I bought these in a hurry. I wanted to pick and choose again, but Yu An thought they looked good and took advantage of me when I wasn't paying attention.
Just paid.”
She was so sincere that Zhuo Yuan didn't know whether she was telling the truth or a lie.
Cheng Zhimin didn't expect her to have this attitude, and he wasn't angry at all because of her pickiness. Her pickiness was like being slapped on Cotton Mountain, with no repercussions at all.
Not only was there no reaction, the person also bounced back slightly.
"Auntie, if you want to change the furniture to better furniture, I support it with all my heart. I believe that Yu An will like your taste very much."
Shu Tinglan didn't mean to be irritating, she was telling the truth, and she was very sincere when she said it. The layout and basic decoration design of this house were all made by famous people. The furniture she bought at the beginning was quite beautiful.
It's nice to look at, but it's not about taste or quality. Anyone who knows a little bit can see the inconsistency. It can be seen from the shit-eating expression on Lu Kuo's face every time he comes to the house to look at the furniture.
She originally wanted to save some money and slowly change the decoration in the future, so since his mother wanted to change, she could change it. After all, as a mother, she wanted to do her best for her son's family, and she always had to be satisfied.