After listening to Ye Zhifu's words, Rong Mu slapped the scissors in her hand on the solid wood table, and glanced at Ye Zhifu with a calm and serious face.

"Didn't I say you, how is it that the ink in your belly is not as poetic as your name? What do you think you're thinking about? ”

"Have you ever wondered why I don't like you?"

Ye Zhilu stared at Rong's mother in a daze, and was counted down by her cannons, and his mind was stunned for a while.

The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is really a problem of the century, which is more difficult than mathematics, physics and chemistry in high school.

Like a woman who is close to menopause, there is a thought and a thought, and the key is a bit of culture and thought.

Therefore, Ye Zhiwei really can't guess the thoughts of such advanced women.

"I eat a lot, the key is not to ......have any culture," Ye Zhilu muttered quietly.

Every time she talks about these problems, she is in front of Rong's mother, as if a little ant is facing an elephant's hoof that is about to be stepped on, the whole person is humble and small, obviously she is nervous and shivering, but in Rong's mother's eyes, there is still no sense of existence.

"You're still a little self-aware." Rong Mu snorted coldly and continued to pick up the untreated bouquet on the table.

Ye Zhilu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, it seemed that Rong's mother was very satisfied with her answer.

Why can't I laugh or cry in my heart......

"Do you know how to get me to change my opinion of you?"

Faced with the problem that Rongmu continued to press, Ye Zhilu became cautious.

Much like when reading a book, the teacher pulls himself to answer a question, for fear that if something is wrong, it will attract sarcastic and contemptuous glances from the class.

"Mom, just tell me directly, should I go to further my studies and get a master's degree to match my brother?"

Rong's mother took a deep breath and posed as if the mud couldn't support the wall.

"You still want to go to PhD for further study, I'm asking you to conceive a child quickly and make me happy!"

"Why can't you figure it out? When your mother-in-law doesn't like you, you can only use your grandson to trap your mother-in-law, instead of breaking the jar and letting the relationship continue to deteriorate! ”

After speaking, Rong Mu shook her head in disappointment, and her cognition of Ye Zhiwei in her heart refreshed a new low.

But when it came to giving birth to a child, it poked Ye Zhiwei's pain again.

She was embarrassed to tell Rong's mother that since she had been married to Ronghe for so long, except for one breakthrough in progress, she fainted, and there was no new progress after that.

This is a hard wound in Ye Zhilu's heart, and when she was mentioned by Rong's mother, she smeared a handful of salt on the sore spot in her heart.

"We are working hard to get good news as soon as possible to honor your old man." Ye Zhiwei fooled this matter with a haha.

It is impossible to tell Rong's mother that she has not applauded her son for love so far.

If she knows, her heart will be even stronger to help Ace ascend!

"Ye knows." Mother Rong suddenly called her name nonchalantly.

"Huh?" Ye Zhiqi pulled back from his contemplation and looked at Rongmu blankly.

"Am I old?" As she spoke, Mother Rong subconsciously touched her face.

Ye Zhiwei shook his head seriously: "No, it's not old." ”

Mother Rong glared at Ye Zhiwei angrily: "Then remove the words of the old man for me!" ”

Ye Zhiqi was slightly stunned, and his little head was like a chicken pecking rice.

Can't be provoked......