Shivering, I replied to a WeChat message: "What do you mean?"
"When I was kicked out of the Han family by Xuebao, this little old lady not only didn't say a word, but also hurriedly helped me pack my luggage."
"From that day on, I broke up with her!"
"——"
Brother Zhang twitched his lips, who are the people in this family?
There is no normal one!
My daughter doesn't recognize me, my son doesn't recognize my mother, and grandma doesn't take her precious granddaughter seriously, preferring him as her son-in-law.
The relationship between these characters is so complicated!
Ding dong.
Brother Zhang was stunned when Han Laomo sent another WeChat message: "Remember to inform me when the little old lady is gone, I will eat this table with a smile!"
"Idiot."
Zhang Ruoyu replied with two words and blocked this old guy again.
Who the hell are they?
After saying goodbye to Brother Lin, Zhang Ruoyu took the subway to Junsheng.
He dressed up in disguise and wore a peaked cap to hide his identity, as if he was a top-notch young man engaged in underground affairs.
"Mr. Han, are you busy?"
Zhang Ruoyu took off his hat and sat down opposite.
"Yeah." Mr. Han's red lips curled up slightly, pretending to be focused on his work, but in fact he was thinking to himself: Are you missing yourself again? Are you risking your life to have an affair with me? How shameless.
"Let me discuss something with you." Zhang Ruoyu picked up the cow and took a few sips.
"Say." Mr. Han said arrogantly, sometimes frowning, sometimes staring, as if he was reviewing a 100 billion contract, which was of great importance.
But on the computer, I was scrolling through several restaurants that Dai Meng had visited for couples' trysts.
The quality is definitely top-notch.
But this was the first time the couple had a secret affair, and even had their first private dinner together. Mr. Han wanted to find a home that fit the temperament of a domineering boss.
It's best to be the kind where Brother Zhang can't even understand the recipe, and can't understand every question. In the end, he can only give himself a shy look and say, "It's all up to you."
Mr. Han laughed like a bully in his heart, which was very satisfying.
"The old lady is having a birthday party next week, are you planning to do something special?" Zhang Ruoyu asked casually.
"Does that need to be said?" Mr. Han raised his eyebrows and curled his lips. "She said she wanted to compare with me. This little old lady is already very old, and she still loves vanity."
Admiring vanity is a traditional skill of the Han family, and Brother Zhang is not surprised.
"Brother Zhang, what do you want to discuss?" Mr. Han decided on a restaurant with a very romantic atmosphere and turned off the computer.
"It's nothing, I just want to ask the little old lady if she can stop being so extravagant and wasteful. After all, I'm pretending to be divorced from you. Keep a low profile and just invite two tables of my own family. I can still have a shameless meal. If it's too big,
I don’t even dare to come to celebrate my birthday, for fear of being beaten.” Zhang Ruoyu said tactfully.
Mr. Han held his snow-white chin and calmed down for a moment, then nodded lightly: "Brother Zhang is right."
"Then you go and persuade the little old lady?" Zhang Ruoyu asked tentatively.
With a little care, even if Guo Qingtian comes to cause trouble, he can still handle it with a little care.
If it gets serious, everyone will lose face.
The little old lady treats Brother Zhang like jewels. How can Brother Zhang let Guo Qingtian run to the door of his house and bully the little old lady?
At that time, the situation forced Brother Zhang to blow himself up and kill Guo Qingtian.
In the face of national justice, honor, disgrace, and reputation, Brother Zhang must of course take care of his family.
He does not have the consciousness to sacrifice his little wife for the sake of the country and the people.
"Pull it down." Mr. Han curled his lips and said. "My face-loving habit is that I inherited this little old lady and let her celebrate her birthday secretly. The little old lady can directly organize her own funeral."
Zhang Ruoyu almost scolded his mother.
There is no normal person in this fucking house!
You said you, an old lady with an old military background, why are you doing so much fun?
Your son wants to eat from you! Are you still having a heartless and stupid birthday party?
Zhang Ruoyu sighed and said regretfully: "Then you can go back and help me give the gift to the little old lady. I won't be able to enjoy the feast."
"What's the point? Our divorce is our business. The little old lady repeatedly emphasized at home that you are the uncle of the Han family for the rest of your life. She and I have to go our separate ways." Han Jiangxue pretended to be angry and a little envious.
"Then I should save face for the little old lady." Zhang Ruoyu curled her lips and said. "What's the point of me being present on the little old lady's happy day? Aren't I ruining her elegance?"
"To tell you the truth, the little old lady made a statement two days ago. Whether I will go to her eightieth birthday or not, and whether the Han family will go, even my damn old man, the little old lady's only son, can
She doesn't care at all if she can't come back in time." Although Han Jiangxue was coaxing Brother Zhang, she felt really sad.
"But if you don't go, the little old lady said she doesn't even want to cut the cake for us to eat." Mr. Han said flatly.
Brother Zhang's face was solemn. Hearing Xuebao's inflammatory and jealous words, Brother Zhang got excited.
If someone named Guo really dares to disgust the little old lady, he will blow himself up!
Brother Zhang has been working hard in Beimang for so many years and has known so many people. Isn't it just this that makes him tremble?
