Zhao Mengyao also wanted to see those things full of memories soon. So he refused: "It's okay, you send us over." ”

Xuantian bowed his head and replied, "Okay young lady." ”

Zhao Chunlian was overjoyed, and she could finally take a ride in this luxury car.

After driving for about 20 minutes, I arrived at the residential building where Zhao Mengyao used to live.

Zhao Mengyao got out of the car, looked at the familiar flower beds, paths, and rusty gates, and suddenly felt a little emotional, she had spent so much time here, but she only had unpleasant memories.

The only slightly good memory is probably the day I said goodbye to this place.

How ironic, that day Zhao Chunlian drove her away, and now, she did nod her head and respectfully welcome her into the door.

Zhao Mengyao evoked a sarcastic smile, but Zhao Chunlian didn't realize it, and was still patting her ass: "You see that there has never been such a luxurious car parked in this neighborhood." It is estimated that after a while, there will be a bunch of people taking pictures around the car. ”

Zhao Mengyao didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, and said directly: "Let's go up." Hurry up and finish your things and leave. ”

Zhao Chunlian hurriedly took the two upstairs. As soon as the door was opened, Zhao Mengyao's uncle Zhao Guochun also greeted him warmly, and shouted at Zhao Mengyao: "Yaoyao, welcome home!" ”

Zhao Mengyao ruthlessly dismantled the stage: "This is not my home, thank you." ”

The smile on Zhao Guochun's face stiffened slightly, and Zhao Chunlian hurriedly played a round: "What are you talking about?" Now Zhao Mengyao is Mr. Li's person, let's here, at best, we can only be regarded as Mengyao's maiden family! ”

Zhao Mengyao sneered disdainfully: "My maiden home is not here, but the house that was sold by you back then." ”

When it came to the house, Zhao Guochun and Zhao Chunlian invariably showed a weak and embarrassed look on their faces, Zhao Chunlian reacted relatively quickly, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Meng Yao, let's eat first." You see it's so late......"

Zhao Mengyao frowned slightly: "I said, leave after taking the things, and don't eat." ”

Zhao Chunlian is a chicken thief, and hurriedly said: "But I waited at the gate of your school for an afternoon, stood for an afternoon, and I was already so hungry that my chest was close to my back, so I didn't delay much if I had a meal first." ”

"Yes, yes!" Zhao Guochun cleverly agreed: "And this meal was carefully prepared by me, and it took more than two hours to cook, it is all Yaoyao's favorite dishes, it's not too late to leave after eating?" ”

Zhao Mengyao finally understood that this Zhao Chunlian had planned to do so early on, so she would stay for a meal first, otherwise she wouldn't take her to see things.

It's also very troublesome to talk nonsense with them again, Zhao Mengyao was a little helpless, frowned and said impatiently: "Then eat first." ”

"Okay! Guochun, go and prepare! After speaking, Zhao Chunlian hurriedly beckoned Zhao Mengyao and Xuantian into the living room, and also served them tea and poured water.

Zhao Guochun brought all the food, set the dishes and chopsticks, and greeted: "Okay, okay, come and eat." ”

Zhao Mengyao walked over and took a look, it was indeed quite hearty, five or six dishes, but none of them were her favorite food.

Forget it, anyway, eating is just a trick, what really matters is that you can talk at the dinner table. These two people are so enthusiastic, there must be something to it.

As soon as they took their seats, Zhao Chunlian enthusiastically picked up the dishes, and put all the messy things into Zhao Mengyao's bowl, which made her frown. The latest chapter of "Forced Marriage: The President's Favorite Wife Routine Deep Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.