It turned out to be the future mother-in-law, so she couldn't be offended.

Nan Ying immediately bowed, "Hello aunt, Jin Chen just went out, I'll call him back?" ”

"Not necessarily."

She was looking for someone to break up her son, how could she let him come back for a bad thing. Guo Meiyun sat down casually, patted the sofa, motioned for Nan Ying to sit too, and looked at her carefully.

The skin is white and beautiful, slim and elegant, and a pair of willow eyebrows and big eyes are particularly eye-catching, but she is a complete beauty embryo.

I have to say that my son's vision is really good.

It's just that people who come out of a small place can't get on the stage, no matter how good they are, they are inferior, and if they want to become the daughter-in-law of the Jin family, she ...... Not qualified enough.

Guo Meiyun's face is calm, so that people can't see their preferences.

"Yingying, right, look at your age, how old are you this year?"

Nan Ying's face was slightly pale, and she was so nervous that she had nowhere to put her hands. Moreover, she was also wearing an apron and covered with flour, which was too rude in front of her future mother-in-law.

"Aunt, I am twenty-two this year, and in half a year, I will graduate from college."

Guo Meiyun was caught off guard and put her hand on her palm, "You seem to be very restrained, am I like Grandma Wolf, very scary?" ”

Seeing her aunt's witty and relaxed tone, Nan Ying couldn't help but feel that she had too much heart.

The future mother-in-law is so friendly, and in the future, she should be quite easy to get along with.

"Aunt is not a wolf grandmother, how can there be such a good-looking wolf grandmother." Nan Ying will say this, but it is not a whisker and a flattery, in fact, the aunt is really beautiful, presumably when she is young, she must be indispensable to the wild bee wave butterfly.

In the light of Guo Meiyun's eyes, a trace of disdain flashed, "Yo, the little mouth is quite sweet." My Jin Chen, he has been a heartthrob since he was a child, and all women flock to him, but he doesn't even look at him. You, I'm afraid, are the only beings I have ever seen that are most out of the ordinary. ”

"Really?" Hearing her say this, Nan Ying's head lowered slightly, and she was a little happy in her heart.

Guo Meiyun suddenly stretched out her left hand, and a giant pigeon egg instantly blinded Nan Ying's eyes.

She thought that the ring that Jin Chen proposed to was big enough, but she didn't expect that the one shown by her aunt was at least twice as big, not only dazzling, but also sky-high.

"You see, this is the royal craftsman of country M, it took nearly a year of hard work to build it, it is the only one in the world, and the price is worth 100 million."

Nan Ying's mouth opened in an O-shape.

She knew that Jin Chen was rich, but she didn't know that she was rich to this point.

My aunt has hundreds of millions of dollars for a piece of jewelry, and how many people have to struggle for most of their lives for a 100-square-meter house of their own.

Guo Meiyun smiled strangely, took off the ring from her ring finger, and took it on Nan Ying's hand, "This ring, I am going to give it to my daughter-in-law, Yingying, maybe soon, you will have to change my name." ”

Nan Ying was stunned for a moment, and even became stuttering when she spoke, "Auntie, this ring ...... It's too valuable, I can't take it. ”

Suddenly, Guo Meiyun's pleasant face suddenly changed, "I dare to send it, do you dare to bring it!! ”

At such a change, Nan Ying froze in place, so stunned that it became difficult to breathe.

It turns out that this is what people call "hiding a knife in a smile" and "hiding a needle in cotton".

Without waiting for Nan Ying's reaction, Guo Meiyun continued domineeringly, "Our Jin family is not an ordinary famous family. How many women want to marry Jin Chen, including the daughters of the royal family and the daughters of famous families, they still can't do it, just rely on you as an inferior person? Miss Nan, are you overestimating your own charm? Well? ”