Chapter 9

Fu Zhiran reached out and picked up the photo. Looking at the photo, she sighed: "it's better to have a family. Someone in the family is worried about him. If he cares more, he will be more cautious."

"Dad, am I right?"

Her slender fingers gently wiped away the invisible dust on the photo.

"Dudu"

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, Fu Zhiran's thoughts were interrupted, she instinctively raised her head and looked at the door.

The door had been opened, and the elegant middle-aged woman pushed in.

Fu Zhiran quickly put down the photo and got up to greet it, "Mom."

"Why didn't you come down to dinner?" Mrs. Rong frowns and looks at Fu Zhiran unhappily.

There is no temperature in the eyes.

Fu Zhiran explained: "just came back, ready to change clothes and then go down."

She knew that this was definitely not the main reason why her old people came to her room to look for her.

Just thinking, Mrs. Rong's voice rang out again, "Li Aomei is pregnant, since you can't have a baby, you let her."

Said, her eyes swept Fu Zhiran just put down the photo, Fu Zhiran's attitude is colder, more mean, "after you see Li Aomei try to walk around, don't give her add block moved fetal gas."

"I see." Fu Zhiran nodded gently without complaint.

Anyway, she hardly goes out of the house every day, and Li Aomei doesn't have many opportunities to meet and create conflicts

……

Under the luxurious crystal chandelier, the transparent glasses on the tea table are shining like diamonds.

LAN Jingyan leans lazily on the small sofas on both sides, holding his mobile phone to watch the investment.

Sitting in the middle of the sofa, Huajia old man looked at his lazy and willful appearance, blowing his beard and staring.

Seeing that he could not help beating people with crutches, Mrs. LAN quickly kicked LAN Jingyan, "Jingyan, your grandfather is talking to you."

"Oh." LAN Jingyan then moved his attention away from his mobile phone and responded with no hurry.

And then there's no then.

Seeing that he didn't have the following appearance, Mrs. LAN frowned again, "Oh what, you're giving me an attitude."

"What attitude?" LAN Jingyan was at a loss.

Mrs. Lan said, "your marriage to besan."

"My marriage to jabeshan?" LAN Jingyan seems to have heard a big joke, pointing to himself, and then looking at the old man, "isn't it my grandfather and her marriage?"

Smell speech, don't wait for the old man to get angry, blue mother's hand has already stretched out, hard son in blue Jing Yan's back patted, "you son of a bitch, say what nonsense."

Afraid of the old man's anger, she quickly looked at him with a smile, "five years, this boy is still so naughty."

LAN Jingyan is not afraid of death and continues to say, "just now, my grandfather has been saying that Bei Shan is clever, flexible and capable. He likes it very much. Don't he want to find a partner in the old age?"

"Go away!"

Finally, the old man got angry, touched the pillow behind him and smashed it at LAN Jingyan.

LAN Jingyan easily took the pillow, immediately got up and gave the old man a standard military salute: "yes, chief!"

After that, he turned back and walked towards the stairs without looking back.

The old man yelled quickly. The faster he ran, he went upstairs and entered the room.

……

"Jing Yan."

LAN Jingyan stares at the content on the computer screen and is absorbed in it. A familiar woman's voice suddenly rings behind him. His first reaction is to close the computer.