Pei Muchen reached out and touched Zhong Yinian's little head, and led her to the restaurant.

"If it's fake, her personality is very similar to yours, so you don't have to be restrained, I don't see that you didn't eat much this morning, you can accompany her to eat a little more later."

Zhong Yinian carefully recorded every word of Pei Muchen, and then raised his head.

"Aren't you going to accompany you?"

She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to do it alone, her mother-in-law's identity had made her unable to breathe freely, but this mother-in-law was still a goddess-level star.

In the past, she could only watch it through the screen, but now she is really sitting in front of her, and if the president is not here, she will have weak legs.

"I don't like to eat those things."

Pei Muchen's face was a little unnatural, if he appeared in the restaurant later, he would definitely be forced to eat.

He knew his mom too well.

"But I'm scared if you're not there."

Zhong Yinian seemed to emphasize that she was afraid, holding Pei Muchen's big hand tightly, nervously afraid that if she didn't hold it tightly, the president would slip away.

Ning Shuiyun walked out of the kitchen with high heels hanging on his feet, and happened to see two people holding hands.

"Hey, little minister, don't show your hobbies in front of my wife?"

Ning Shuiyun waved his hand, and while standing far away in the living room, he threw his high heels to the door, and then spun around barefoot.

"You're still the same here as before, the decoration is ugly to death, and when you get married, you should make some bright red to be festive."

Ning Shuiyun kept holding his chest with his hands, looking here, looking there, and making comments everywhere.

To sum it up, the whole house is not going anywhere.

When she went up to the bedroom on the second floor, it was even more terrible.

"I said, little minister, why are you still covered with this gray quilt, look at your sheets, look at your curtains, no, no, I can't stand it, your taste has burned my eyes."

Ning Shuiyun covered his eyes as he spoke, and stepped back step by step.

At this time, Yi Nian had just entered the door with a pair of slippers, and he was a little unsure of what was going on.

"Mom, you wear shoes, it's cold on the ground."

Well, every time she doesn't wear shoes, the president will tell her bitterly that the ground is cold.

Ning Shuiyun listened to those words, his face was moved, and tears fell from his eyes when he stood there.

"Woo woo woo, my son has never been so caring, woo woo woo, my daughter avoids me all day long, woo woo woo, it's better to be a daughter-in-law."

Saying that, Ning Shuiyun stretched out his hands and was about to pounce, but Pei Muchen's eyes quickly blocked in front of Zhong Yinian.

"Mom, you're enough, put away your acting skills."

Ning Shuiyun saw that he was pierced, and reached out to wipe away the tears on his face.

"Hmph, I specially painted a waterproof makeup, and there will never be crying makeup again."

She replied proudly, turned her head and looked at Zhong Yinian's body again.

"Well, I like this little daughter-in-law so much, look at this watery eyes, look at this little skin that can be broken, it's like she has my true inheritance, it must have been inherited from me."

Pei Muchen held his forehead, looking at Ning Shuiyun, who had already begun to talk nonsense, and the green tendons on his forehead kept jumping.

She's your daughter-in-law, not your daughter-in-law, and she's a ghost.

Zhong Yinian stood there stunned, a little didn't know how to deal with Ning Shuiyun, now her mind was full of mush, she needed to take a good look.