Zhuli, who had been tossing for a day, fell asleep after collecting the money, and when she opened her eyes again, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon of the next day.

She got up and went downstairs, only to catch a glimpse of Jing Yuyu sitting quietly on the sofa and fiddling with toys, but she didn't see Jing Huaizhi.

"Yuzu, where's Dad?" Zhuli looked left and right, and smiled at the corner of her lips.

Jing Yuyu saw her showing her eight teeth and said mysteriously, "Dad is going to pick up grandparents!" ”

What?

Zhuli suddenly had an empty brain, and she was going to meet Jing Huaizhi's parents without any preparations?

Her steps to Jing Yuyu's side were empty, and the hairs on her body stood up.

"Dad, how long have you been there?" Zhuli's palms were full of sweat, and he stammered when he spoke.

Jing Yuyu stared at her with a pair of bright eyes, and muttered, "Mom, what do you mean by how long?" ”

Zhuli didn't have time to explain this to Jing Yuyu now, so she replied vaguely and casually and went upstairs to change her clothes.

This time, Zhuli spent nearly two hours dressing up, she wore a pale pink dress with a waist-cinching style, the neckline showed just the right amount of skin, and her long black hair was pulled up casually.

When Zhuli went downstairs, Jing's father and Jing's mother just pushed the door in.

"Hello uncle and aunt." She quickened her pace and walked up to the second elder, bowing her head and politely greeting.

As soon as these words came out, I realized that I was calling me wrong, she and Jing Huaizhi were already married, and they should be called parents.

The woman in the Chinese dress nodded with satisfaction and held Zhuli's shoulder: "You are Pear." ”

This woman exudes a dignified and luxurious temperament, and her demeanor is also very elegant.

She is Jing Huaizhi's mother, Shang Jin.

Zhuli was stunned for a moment, "Yes, Mrs. Jing." ”

"Miss Zhu, how many properties do your parents have in Beijing?"

"What kind of business is your family doing in Beijing?"

"What benefits do you think you can bring to my Jing family?" Jing Huaizhi's father lifted his glasses and seriously threw out three questions.

Jing Gaoming stood there with a burly figure and a fierce face, his eyes deep and impactful.

Zhuli was dumbfounded, and her lips were about to be bitten by her.

"Dad!" Jing Huaizhi entered the door and yelled, as if venting his inner dissatisfaction.

Jing Gaoming's sharp eyes hadn't moved away from Zhuli yet, and he seemed to be here to destroy their marriage today.

"Miss Bamboo......" Jing Gaoming ignored the people behind him and continued to shout.

Jing Huaizhi glanced at Jing Yuyu on the sofa, and Jing Yuyu quickly ran to Jing Gaoming and hugged his thighs.

"Grandpa, let's play with Yuzu." She raised her head and said coquettishly.

Jing Huaizhi's trick successfully worked, Jing Gaoming didn't pay attention to Zhuli anymore but picked up Jing Yuyu to tease her.

Zhuli let out a long sigh of relief, and followed Steward Li into the pantry to prepare tea and give herself a chance to breathe.

Steward Li was a little surprised, wiped his water-stained hands and looked at Zhuli curiously.

"Madam, it's okay to have me here, you go to the front hall to accompany the old lady."

Zhuli rolled up her sleeves and worked hard, but didn't answer.

"Ma'am, this is not polite." Steward Li then added, still with just the right smile on his face.

Takeri's fingers holding the tea set paused, and then walked out of the pantry pretending to be calm.

"Thank you, Steward Li."

Before she could enter the hall, she heard a fierce quarrel.

"I have my own mind, I am a human being, not a victim of your power!" This is Jing Huaizhi's voice.

His voice fell, followed by the sound of a thunderclap and the sound of Jingyuyu crying.

"You rebel, you don't have a choice in our Jing family!" Jing Gaoming's voice was sharp and did not retreat.

"You hurry up and divorce that woman, Ai Ru is coming back soon, don't let her see you so embarrassed!" After Jing Gaoming finished speaking, he slammed down the door and left angrily.

After making sure that everything was over, Takeri dared to appear in the living room.

Looking at the mess on the ground, she couldn't help frowning, slowly raised her head and looked around with vigilant eyes, and finally her eyes stopped on Jing Huaizhi's chest.

"You, are you alright?" Zhuli rushed to him with an arrow, ignoring the fact that there were other people in the hall and directly ripped off his clothes.

It turned out that the collision sound not long ago was Jing Gaoming smashing something at Jing Huaizhi.

The wound five centimeters below his collarbone had begun to bleed, and his white shirt had been stained red with blood, and his wound looked much worse than his own burns.

Jing Huaizhi raised his eyebrows, and Jiao Erlang joked: "I can't die." ”

Jing Yuyu stumbled to his feet, tugging at his trousers and pouting: "Dad, you left a lot of blood, woo woo." ”

Shang Jin bent down to pick up Jing Yuyu and coaxed her softly, and then took her back to the room.

In an instant, there were only the two of them left in the huge living room, and Zhu Li's attention was all on his wounds, and he didn't notice a smile on Jing Huaizhi's eyebrows.

"Have you seen enough? Do you need me to take it off for you? ”

Zhuli's face turned red straight to the base of her ears, and she withdrew her drooping eyes and slammed it on his shoulder.

"Deal with it yourself, rascal!" She took a few steps back, choosing to move away from him.

On the dinner table.

Jing Yuyu was tired of crying and fell asleep directly.

Jing Huaizhi changed into home clothes and gave bamboo and pear cloth vegetables vigorously, and her dishes were almost unfillable.

"That's it, thank you." Zhuli didn't dare to look up and look at Shang Jin, afraid of her gaze.

Unexpectedly, Jing Huaizhi didn't seem to have had a good time, picked up the extra dishes and continued to serve her vegetables, and also intimately helped her peel shrimp.

The corners of Shang Jin's lips couldn't help curling, and she could see that she was very satisfied with this daughter-in-law.

"Pear, when are you and Huaizhi going to have a child?" As soon as she spoke out, she asked for a question of her life.

Zhuli happened to eat a piece of ginger, which was so spicy that she quickly held back a series of coughs.

"Pear, this problem has to be planned, only grapefruit can't do it." Shang Jin handed her a bowl of soup, and the smile on his face remained undiminished.

This kind of person who smiles and hands you a knife is the most terrible, because you don't know how to refuse.

She and Jing Huaizhi are in a contract marriage, only the two of them know, so they have to continue acting for now.

"Mom, we're planning." Jing Huaizhi, who had watched the drama for a long time, finally opened his mouth at this time.

Zhuli turned her head and put one hand on her forehead, and warned him with her eyes not to say any more.

Although she felt that she was demonstrating to him, the man sitting next to her was unaware of it, peeling the shrimp to himself.

Shang Jin put down the chopsticks in his hand and smiled all over his face.

Her purpose was accomplished and she was ready to leave.

"The car arrived, I'll go first." Shang Jin got up slowly and stroked the somewhat wrinkled skirt.

Zhuli and Jing Huaizhi also immediately stood up and escorted her to the door.

She began to count down in her heart, and as long as Mrs. Jing was gone, she would be relieved.

"Pear, I'm going to make a plan." Shang Jin took a few steps forward and looked back and added.