Diamond Marriage: Taming Out-of-Print Cute Wife

Huang Ying roared angrily, all the elegance and nobility are gone now, her twisted little face almost wants to eat Gu Xiyang!

But Le Tiansong was a little flattered, thinking back then Huang Ying simply regarded her as a thorn in her side, as long as there was a chance to bury Le Tiansong, she would definitely not let it go!
But now, Huang Ying would actually fight with Gu Xiyang for her own sake. Could it be that her charm of Ode to Love is really so great?Even Huang Ying, a stubborn young lady, was taken back?
Huhuhu~
Seeing that Gu Xiyang's gentle face just now became more and more stiff, Mei Landa hurriedly stepped in front of Gu Xiyang, and took the lead in grabbing his arm.

"Okay, okay, you young people can solve the matter in private. Didn't you agree to come and eat with me today? I specially invited a chef back from Portugal. We will have Portuguese food at noon today."

As she spoke, she dragged Gu Xiyang towards the restaurant, and Mrs. Jin also followed the trend, putting her arm around Huang Ying's shoulder and pulling up Le Tiansong's wrist with the other.

"That's right, Xiao Tiansong himself didn't say anything, Huang Ying, why are you so arrogant! Be careful of wrinkles!"

"you!"

Huang Ying was so angry that she slapped Empress Dowager Jin on the head. Jin Tai was so painful that she was about to shed tears.

But seeing them fighting and fighting for him, Le Tiansong's heart warmed a lot.

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Huang Ying's home is like a manor copied from a British movie, with authentic European-style buildings everywhere, white flooded marble covering the floor, various statues and exquisite furnishings.

Take the restaurant they are in now as an example, Lotte Song can guarantee that many five-star western restaurants cannot compare to the luxury here.

A set of white porcelain tableware is neatly placed on the dining table, golden cutlery is arranged on both sides, and there are carved glass goblets. All of this looks like a showcase of an international famous home furnishing brand!
Le Tiansong swallowed hard, eating with something of this size would probably shorten his lifespan!
"Come on, everyone, try this bottle of red wine. It was airlifted from Bordeaux yesterday. It tastes very good."

Miranda smiled and raised the goblet, swirled the scarlet liquid in it, and raised her eyebrows at Song of Lotte.

"Come on, Tiansong, let me toast you."

Le Tiansong was startled for a moment, and quickly raised his glass.

"Thanks...thank you, Aunt Mei." She twitched the corners of her mouth cautiously and gave an awkward smile.

The smile on Miranda's face became even brighter, and there was a faint sharpness in her sharp eyes.

"Don't say that, Auntie Mei should be the one thanking you. At our ball that day, Charlie treated you so badly. We also considered the overall situation at that time, so we wronged you. Especially Xiyang, his status is very bad. Easy, if you do things a little bit negligently, you will be caught as a pigtail. He also did it for long-term planning, but Auntie Mei knows that you are also a person who knows the general situation, so this cup is Auntie Mei’s apology for you. I’m sorry gone."

Miranda is worthy of being an old Jianghu, what she said is completely impeccable, and Le Tiansong can't find any loopholes.

However, Miranda smiled so brightly, and there was still no wrinkle on her face. Le Tiansong really wanted to know how her skin was maintained!
But right now, Le Tiansong still quickly raised his wine glass, smiling like a flower, "Don't say that, Aunt Mei, it's my fault, I was too impulsive, I will correct it in the future."

"Hehe, seeing Wu Xiyang, what a smart wife you married, you have to treat Tian Song well in the future, otherwise Aunt Mei will never forgive you."

Miranda blinked at Gu Xiyang pointingly, but Gu Xiyang didn't speak, and only showed a faint smile.

After lunch, Mei Landa brought Gu Xiyang and the others together, and the four gathered at a table to play mahjong.

Le Tiansong was dumbfounded, because she never knew that the domineering president Gu Xiyang, the fashionable socialite Huang Ying, and Jin Tai, the second-generation official, could actually play mahjong!

She thought she was the only bird saint!

But looking at how they are sitting around the mahjong table eating and touching, it really doesn't match the painting style!

There was no room to play mahjong, so Le Tiansong had to go to the garden alone to get some air.

The big garden of Huang Ying's house is no smaller than Tianxing Mountain. Both sides are filled with various kinds of flowers, and under the bright sunshine, they exude a refreshing direction.

Lotte Ode raised his eyes, the blue sky and the extremely soft white clouds, all of this is so beautiful and peaceful.

It would be great if time could also be frozen at this moment.

Just when she was drowsy from the warm sun, her mobile phone rang suddenly. She looked down at the screen, and it turned out to be a familiar number.

"Hello..." Her voice trembled a little.

"Tian Song, what are you doing?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhuo Anfeng's voice gently floated to Le Tiansong's ears like a gentle sea breeze.

"I...we are guests at Huang Ying's house, Mrs. Jin is also here, how about you, how are you?"

She clenched her fists, trying to restrain the urge to cry in her heart, and still kept her voice as stable as possible.

Zhuo Anfeng smiled, "It's so interesting, I guess they must be playing mahjong now, right?"

"how do you know?"

"Of course I know that as soon as Auntie Mei comes back, she will definitely pull us back to play mahjong. At that time, she enrolled the four of us in a mahjong crash course in order to make up some mahjong players."

"Hahaha……"

Le Tiansong was amused by him, and the hearty laughter passed.

"I'm in Denmark now. I've attended one of their Royal Academy of Fine Arts training courses. Every day I look at paintings and chat with some painters. It's also very interesting."

"Really, it sounds very good, you should be having a good time, right?" Le Tiansong's tone revealed a hint of envy.

Zhuo Anfeng heard her loss, and immediately asked, "What's the matter? Is there anything unhappy about you?"