Chapter 582: Wang Yan, Zhou Xiaomin 3

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Ye Juan was angry and pointed in the direction where Zhou Xiaomin left: "Not only did she not treat you as a sister-in-law, but in my opinion, she didn't treat you as a human being." Your Zhou Haitao, I usually look good to you, why doesn't he help you and take care of her sister?"

Wang Yan lowered her head and explained again: "Zhou Haitao, I don't know everything that happened between us. I never told him.

My relationship with his parents has just improved. If I tell him that his sister is not good to me.

If he drove his sister back, his parents would be angry again. โ€

Zhao Yunchu sighed: "Wang Yan, your idea is completely wrong.

If you don't say it, when he gets off work, Zhou Xiaomin will definitely sue the wicked first. Adding fuel to the story of today's events, how are you going to solve it?"

"I ......" Wang Yan was already in a state of confusion, and she didn't know how to solve the matter at all.

Ye Juan sat down beside Wang Yan again and continued to persuade in a low voice: "Wang Yan, if you don't make things clear now, have you thought about the future?"

I've seen other people's homes before, and it's the same thing that happened to you.

The woman forbears again and again, and in the end, everyone didn't say that she was good, but blamed her for not doing a good job. โ€

"Ye Juan, I'm just worried that Zhou Haitao's parents will blame me. Wang Yan stopped crying, and her heart was much calmer.

Zhao Yunchu: "How his parents think of you and how they treat you depends entirely on Zhou Haitao's attitude.

If he cares about you and loves you, he won't let you be wronged.

Wang Yan, think about it, am I right?"

Wang Yan thought of the attitude of the Zhou family's parents towards her in the past few years of marriage. It seems that because of Zhou Haitao, he has been fighting against his parents. Later, when he gave birth to a son, his parents finally let go, and the part in their hearts was unwilling.

"Thank you! I know what to do tonight.

I will tell Zhou Haitao everything and let him solve it himself. Don't let his sister continue to make trouble.

His sister is getting married soon, and I actually have the money ready. He was going to give his sister 50 yuan as her dowry.

I didn't expect that she was just out on a trip yesterday. When I came back, she asked me for furniture, and I was so worn out by her.

I went to beg Ye Juan and asked her to bring me over to buy furniture. โ€

Zhao Yunchu smiled and said: "You can think of it, Ye Juan and I are very happy, you have to work hard." Marriage is maintained by the affection of two people. โ€

Wang Yan nodded.

Next, Zhao Yunchu took some melon seeds and fruits. The three women chatted together.

It wasn't until it was almost noon that Ye Juan and Wang Yan got up to say goodbye and leave.

Zhao Yunchu originally wanted to keep them and have lunch at home. Later, when I thought of Lebei City, I left a note in the morning saying that I would come back at noon. I took them all the way to the gate, and then went home to make lunch.

Time was already a little tight, Zhao Yunchu directly took a few bags of quick-frozen dumplings and prepared to make do with it at noon.

Le Beicheng cautiously, opened the door with the key, entered the door, and took a look at the house at first sight. found that Zhao Yunchu was making lunch in the kitchen, gently took off his clothes and hung them on the shelf.

Then walked all the way to the kitchen and hugged Zhao Yunchu from behind: "Daughter-in-law, do you miss me?"

Zhao Yunchu turned his head and glared at Le Beicheng: "I was scared by you, didn't you see me cooking dumplings?"

"I'm sorry!" Le Beicheng looked aggrieved, he didn't expect it, he wanted to surprise his daughter-in-law, but it backfired.

Zhao Yunchu casually pinched the man's cheek:

"For your sake, I'll forgive you this time. โ€

In fact, just now, when Le Beicheng opened the door with a key. She was already aware of it, so she wasn't intimidated.