Yan Murong and Su Qingwu's nest is not big, only a little more than a hundred square meters.

Of course, for those who still live in rented houses, owning a 100-square-meter house in a place like Yanjing is no different from dreaming. But for the kind of rich man who not only has several houses, but also has a beautiful woman in each house, this is indeed a little small.

Now many people say that being a junior is better than being a wife.

What are the benefits of a wife? The answer is no.

Before getting married, I coaxed sweetly, I thought about her first about everything, I bought her whatever I wanted, what diamond jewelry, sports car mink, I bought whatever I wanted, and after I got married, the diamond was gone, the sports car was sold, and I wanted something? Okay, let's wash the socks and underwear.

Therefore, now so many women would rather be juniors than get married.

When Yan Murong opened the door and walked into the new home, just as Yan Minghua said, the two women, Su Qingwu and Zhao Chen, were sitting on the sofa staring wide-eyed, while Yan Minghua was standing on the stairs of the jump, looking at the two women below with interest, as if they were waiting for the two to have a PK.

Yan Murong's opening of the door attracted two wide-eyed women. Including Yan Minghua, the three women all shifted their eyes to him.

"It's all there." Being stared at by three women, Yan Murong felt uncomfortable all over her body, and smiled awkwardly.

"Master." Seeing Yan Murong come in, Zhao Chen ran to Yan Murong and said with a look of grievance as if she had been wronged a little daughter-in-law. "Master, your wife scolds me."

"What?" Su Qingwu was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhao Chen with a surprised face.

This woman is so hateful that she would say such a thing - scold her? When did you scold her? It's just that the tone of his voice is a little cold, which has nothing to do with scolding.

"When did I scold you?" Su Qingwu looked at Zhao Chen with a cold face and asked.

"You're scolding me right now." Zhao Chen pursed his lips. "If you have such a bad attitude, it's disrespectful to me - disrespectful to others, what's the difference between that and swearing?"

Su Qingwu was about to go crazy.

When I first entered the house, I saw this woman sitting on the sofa watching TV, but before she could speak, she first asked who she was and how she had the key here.

It's good now, but my tone is just colder, and it has become disrespectful to her, and it has become scolding him.

When did she Miss Su suffer such anger, and she was still angry with a woman who appeared in her own house?

Angry, Su Qingwu didn't care if she was a lady or not.

"Master? Hmph, it's quite skillful, who knows if it has anything else to do with it. Su Qingwu said with a sneer.

"What's wrong with the master? The master is the master, you are also my master, how can you talk like this - no wonder my master doesn't want you, every day the face is like a whiteboard, you are not mahjong, who shows a whiteboard every day, be careful that the whiteboard becomes rich before you get old, there are so many pleats. ”

Su Qingwu was furious, she didn't think that this woman's mouth was so sharp. Isn't this a change of way to scold yourself?

Yan Murong snickered in his heart, feeling that what Zhao Chen said was also reasonable.

Since you have an opinion about yourself, why are you still nervous, just divorce directly? Who does you show a cold face to every day?

Yan Murong suddenly remembered a very ironic joke.

The joke is that when the husband and wife pass middle age, they will only go home with three sentences a day.

"Let's eat." "What about the children?" "Sleep. ”

He felt that if he lived with Su Qingwu now, he might not even have these three sentences, in this case, in a few decades, it would not be similar to passer-by A and passer-by B?

Is this still a husband and wife? Or maybe it's not even passerby A and passerby B, at least you buy a pancake on the side of the road, and you have to talk to the pancake vendor, right?

"Get out, this is my home, I won't let any mess of people live in." Su Qingwu said with a gloomy face.

"Why should I go out?" Zhao Chen puffed up his chest and retorted. "This is your home, and it's also my master's home - my master agrees that I live here, why don't you agree?"

Looking at Zhao Chen's straightforward appearance, and then looking at Yan Murong Yun's light expression, Su Qingwu felt very aggrieved in her heart.

"This is my home, and I have the right to let you out."

"This is also my master's home, and my master also has the right to let me live here."

"That's enough, shut up." Yan Murong suddenly shouted with a cold face, which immediately quieted down the two women, and looked at Yan Murong with puzzled eyes, not knowing why he suddenly became angry.

What is even more surprising is Yan Minghua, she knows what kind of character Yan Murong is, when facing outsiders or people he hates, that mouth is like a machine gun, and he never keeps a mouth, but for his family, he has never been able to beat a fart with three sticks. This sudden and inexplicable anger surprised her.

Looking at the expressions of the three women, Yan Murong's face was as cold as frost, but his heart was full of happiness.

It seems that men have to show a little dignity as men when necessary, and they can't be ridden on the head by women every day.

Yan Murong didn't have a manly idea, but he didn't like to live like this all day long.

It is even said that Yan Murong's idea was very simple - find a virtuous woman, buy a small square meter house, and then find a job that is not too good, but it is not a problem to support the family.

But there are always many differences between ideals and reality - neither his identity nor the responsibilities he has to fight on his shoulders allow him to live such a life.

A vigorous life is bound to be wonderful, but being able to live a life in peace and stability is what most people expect.

"Zhao Chen is the daughter of my father's comrade-in-arms, and I let her live in this as it should be." Yan Murong said in a deep voice. "It's true that you're my wife, but please don't put your face on my friend when you treat me - if you don't want to, you can move out, or you can get a divorce, and no one will force you to stay."

"I haven't been in Yanjing for so many years - even when I was a child, I haven't done anything to be sorry for you, have I? Why do you always look at me unpleasantly? The chairman of such a large group, don't be so small-minded. ”

"You say I'm careful?" Su Qingwu asked in disbelief, and her eyes gradually turned red.

Yan Murong didn't speak, but the expression on his face also expressed what he meant.

glared at Yan Murong hatefully, Su Qingwu didn't say a word, picked up the bag on the sofa and ran out.

ps: It's Sunday again.,After twelve o'clock to hit the list again.,I'll send out a chapter after twelve o'clock in the evening.,The remaining two chapters will also be sent tomorrow morning.。 Book flowers with you in advance, Lao Shi and earrings in front can't be killed, just help me sit in the third place on the new book list!