After returning to Binhai, the couple went back to Happiness and had a deep sleep.
Living in my aunt's courtyard house was comfortable, but Xuebao chose the bed.
It has to be Brother Zhang’s Simmons bed with a short right leg. Brother Zhang said that if the end of the bed is lower, the blood will not flow back and the legs will not be numb when sleeping.
When she woke up, Xuebao rubbed her sleepy eyes and listened to the clanging sound in the kitchen. She expected that Brother Zhang was making breakfast, which was her favorite braised beef noodles, medium spicy.
Brother Zhang stewed the beef before going to bed last night. It must have melted in your mouth at this moment, and the taste is top-notch.
After washing, Xuebao, wearing a silk nightgown, stood at the door of the kitchen with her waist twisted.
Brother Zhang was cooking noodles with no arms and his hair was as disheveled as a dog's nest. But the noodles in the pot were so fragrant, and Brother Zhang's personality charm instantly improved a lot.
"Eat quickly."
Brother Zhang came to the living room with two large bowls of beef noodles and urged: "If you don't go to work, Junsheng will go bankrupt sooner or later."
Mr. Han raised his brows and said disdainfully: "It's good to be bankrupt. It's not like I didn't save money secretly. Then I resigned as president. I take Brother Zhang around the world every day."
After that, I ate the beef noodles slowly, a little spicy, but enjoyable.
"The little old lady is really blind, she actually left Junsheng to you to take care of." Zhang Ruoyu sat down, picked up the noodle bowl and wolfed it down.
Mr. Han picked the fat and thin beef in the bowl to Brother Zhang and said harshly: "Brother Zhang taught me well, it's so comfortable to lay it out. When I turn around, I'll take care of the work in hand. Let's continue flying wherever Brother Zhang wants to go."
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"Fei, you big-headed devil. I just went to Yanjing and almost didn't come back. Why are you still flying?" Zhang Ruoyu glared at Xuebao. "You want to kill me with the help of your father's enemies, right?"
Han Jiangxue said flatly: "It's impossible for my dad to have enemies everywhere. Before we go there next time, we should ask my dad first to find out where it is safe to go."
"Forget it, I'll just stay in Binhai. The outside world is too dangerous." Zhang Ruoyu finished eating and drank half of the noodles in Xuebao's bowl.
This bitch is so petty that she always takes half of the noodles each time and never finishes them. In the end, Brother Zhang has to deal with the aftermath.
After clearing away the dishes, Zhang Ruoyu urged Mr. Han to go to work: "Mr. Liang said that there is a business summit in Binhai recently, and you Junsheng is the main star, so don't let it slip."
Glancing at Brother Zhang, who was obviously planning to go back to sleep, Mr. Han was filled with envy. He murmured, "It's just listening to a group of self-righteous guys bragging. If you're lucky, you can earn some money by doing two projects. It's not interesting."
"Brother Zhang, how about I watch TV with you at home?"
After lazing around in Yanjing City for a long time, Xuebao lost his fighting spirit.
Thinking about going to work and having to see Brother Zhang at night, Xuebao was a little bored.
"I don't know how to watch TV by myself? Why do I need you to accompany me?" Zhang Ruoyu gently pushed Xuebao a few times. "Go to work quickly. Think about how many enemies your father has provoked for you. Who is not bigger than your family?
, who doesn’t work harder than you?”
"Please, Mr. Han, if you don't work hard, those enemies will have to come one by one to humiliate us. You can bear it, but I can't!"
Mr. Han was pushed out of the door by Brother Zhang.
Before she went downstairs, she heard Brother Zhang turn on the TV. The show was still playing the Sweet Pet Ancient Puppet Show that she had been obsessed with recently. The female lead was not as beautiful as her, sweet and well-behaved, but the male lead doted on her just as much as Brother Zhang doted on her.
The heroine, there is no justice.
Turning on the TV, Zhang Ruoyu sat down on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and sent a WeChat message to Han Laomo: "Why did you hide it from my Xuebao? She has the right to know the truth."
"What are you pretending to be?"
Ding dong, Old Mo Han replied instantly: "You've only been married to my Xuebao for a few days, and it's yours? Do you believe that I'm risking my life for you?"
Zhang Ruoyu was delighted.
This old guy is really afraid that he will steal Xuebao. Just a verbal address would violate this old guy's taboo.
"Tell me about it. If I don't say anything later, don't blame me." Zhang Ruoyu sent a WeChat message.
"You are so young, do you really think my Xuebao is stupid and sweet?"
Han Laomo sent a picture of a bloody sword, and Leng sent a WeChat message: "Do you really think Xuebao doesn't know that her mother is not dead?"
"Since you know, why don't you confess? How did you become a father? I have never heard that a child without a mother is like a grass?" Zhang Ruoyu countered.
"This song is so fucking popular now because there are too many white-eyed wolves like you who don't treat dad as a human being!"
Han Laomo seemed to have been stepped on, and directly cursed his mother: "How come a child without a mother is just a piece of grass? How come a child with a mother is a treasure? Whether the child is happy or not has nothing to do with the father.
None?"
"Mom is the only one in the damn world! Listen, is this a human saying? What's wrong with you, Dad? Isn't Dad as tall as a mountain? Isn't Dad working hard to earn money to support the family?"
Zhang Ruoyu never expected that Old Demon Han's reaction would be so big.
I didn’t say anything myself.
Doesn’t it mean that a child without a mother is like a grass...
If anyone with a healthy mental state hears this, they won’t just punch, right?
"Old guy, stop surfing the Internet. Watching those videos of confrontation between men and women every day will distort your brain." Zhang Ruoyu sent a WeChat message.
This time, before Han Laomo could prove that he was a great father, Zhang Ruoyu sent another WeChat message: "Don't tell me, just give me a reason."
"Say something!"
Han Laomo directly sent a cursed voice: "If I hadn't tied Na Sanba to the wilderness back then and forced her to give birth, your wife would be nothing more than a fertilized egg!"
