Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

Le Yanlan threw Zhang Hongxin away, "Am I crazy? Am I crazy? Zhang Hongxin, don't go too far. I haven't stabbed the old man in front of the shit you did. It's enough to give you face. Don't you It's getting bigger."

Zhang Mo'er's face was a bit ugly, it was a bit too sudden for her, she pulled Le Yanlan back, "Mom, don't get excited, why do you suddenly want to divorce?"

Le Yanlan looked at Zhang Mo'er apologetically, "Mo'er, I'm sorry, I've actually wanted a divorce for a long time, but I haven't found a suitable opportunity to bring it up. I'm here today to tell you about it. I don’t want to procrastinate any longer.”

Zhang Hongxin was out of breath and his face was flushed.

"Le Yanlan, if you dare to divorce me, I promise, you will get nothing!"

Zhang Beicheng's face darkened, and he stared at Zhang Hongxin, "Shut up!"

"dad!"

Zhang Hongxin really couldn't figure out why Zhang Beicheng was so close to Le Yanlan. He was obviously his son. Le Yanlan was just an outsider, so what right did he have to file for a divorce?
He was the first to mention it.

Zhang Beicheng looked at Le Yanlan with some regret, "Have you thought it all over?"

Le Yanlan nodded affirmatively, "Think it over."

Zhang Beicheng was silent for a while, and none of them dared to speak out.

Zhang Mo'er stood silently beside Le Yanlan. In fact, in her impression, her parents didn't have any big quarrels. They were treated like guests, but they were not so affectionate.

But she would never have imagined that one day, Le Yanlan would file for divorce from Zhang Hongxin.

A person who cares about face like her mother, if it were the same as before, even if she insisted, she would still maintain the marriage.

Because in their circle, divorced women will become a laughing stock. Although others will not say it to your face, most of them will poke your spine and laugh at you behind your back.

This is the law of survival in this circle. The strong will never go out of fashion. Showing off their sense of superiority is their best form of entertainment.

Zhang Beicheng looked at Zhang Mo'er again, "Mo'er, what do you think?"

Zhang Mo'er doesn't know how to describe her mood, even though she seldom sees her parents at home in the current situation, this is no better than divorce, but Le Yanlan and Zhang Hongxin are really divorced, their family, It's gone.

"Mom, are you serious?"

Zhang Mo'er still wanted to confirm whether Le Yanlan was impulsive or not.

Le Yanlan said with a smile: "I'm afraid I will never be more serious than now."

Zhang Mo'er nodded helplessly, "Since Mom has already made a decision, I will not interfere with Mom's decision."

Zhang Hongxin was angry, did these two respect his opinion?He was divorced just like that?
"Le Yanlan, what you said about divorce is divorce. Have you ever asked my opinion? Let me tell you, I don't agree!"

Le Yanlan snorted lightly, disdainful, "It's useless if you don't agree, as long as Dad and Mo'er agree."

Zhang Beicheng didn't want to see them arguing in front of him, so he roared majestically: "Okay, you can settle your own affairs, I won't interfere with you, the boss is not young, it's really embarrassing to continue to make trouble here."

Zhang Hongxin felt that Zhang Beicheng was talking about himself, but he had no evidence.

Le Yanlan didn't care, turned her head and asked Zhang Mo'er, "The little guy is still awake at this time? It's almost nine o'clock!"

Zhang Mo'er laughed, "He slept a little late last night, so he got up late this morning."

Le Yanlan nodded, "Then I'll go up and see him!"

"Well, it's in the bedroom where I lived when I was a child."

As soon as the words fell, Le Yanlan had already walked to her own stairs.

Now only Zhang Hongxin and Qian Zifeng were left at the scene, which made it even more embarrassing.

"Grandpa, I'm going to help Aunt Tian prepare breakfast."

Zhang Mo'er found a random reason and left. She had nothing to say to Zhang Hongxin and Qian Zifeng, so what was she still doing here?
Zhang Beicheng nodded with a smile, watching Zhang Mo'er walk into the kitchen.

Then when he turned his head to look at Zhang Hongxin, his face seemed to change.

"What are you doing here today?"

Zhang Hongxin said awkwardly, "I just came to see you."

Zhang Beicheng snorted coldly, "You are my son, I don't know you yet, that's fine, just tell me if you have anything to say!"

Zhang Hongxin and Qian Zifeng looked at each other, and Qian Zifeng said immediately: "That's right, the project you gave me, Grandpa Zhang, I think I may not be able to complete it alone, so I want uncle to join, Let’s do this project together.”

Zhang Beicheng snorted coldly in his heart, these words were beautiful.

This kid Qian Zifeng would actually look for Zhang Hongxin. Could it be that he still wanted to please Zhang Hongxin?
But how could Qian Zifeng's little Jiujiu be able to hide from an old fox like Zhang Beicheng.

Zhang Beicheng knew exactly what Qian Zifeng was thinking, but he just wanted to please Zhang Hongxin to get closer to his granddaughter again.

Hmph, don't even think about it.

He didn't even like Shen Rongche, and this Qian Zifeng couldn't be in the team at all.

Seeing that Zhang Beicheng remained silent with a sullen face, Qian Zifeng was a little anxious. He finally persuaded Zhang Hongxin to come back. If the old man didn't show his face, Zhang Hongxin might blame him.

"Grandpa Zhang, don't worry, I have absolutely no other intentions, because my uncle has always been very interested in this project, so I want my uncle to participate."

"Oh? Really? It is said that you have just come back from abroad, how do you know you are interested in this project?"

Zhang Hongxin glared at Qian Zifeng, what a pig teammate!

Qian Zifeng was at a loss for words for a moment, this family was more and more difficult to deal with.

Seeing that Qian Zifeng was speechless, Zhang Beicheng didn't bother to waste time with him.

"If you came here just for this matter, you can do whatever you want. The project has already been given to you, and I won't ask about it."

What Zhang Beicheng meant was that this project is already yours, and it doesn't matter to me how you like to mess around.

Qian Zifeng was overjoyed, as long as the old man had no objection, then he and Zhang Hongxin could meet in an open and aboveboard manner.

The deal between him and Zhang Hongxin is not just a simple project.

Zhang Hongxin is obviously also very happy, as long as he takes this step, he will start a new life.

He has been useless all his life, and this time he must prove to the old man that he, Zhang Hongxin, is not so muddy that he can't support the wall.

"Thank you Dad!"

Zhang Beicheng waved his hand, "In the future, if you have nothing to do, don't walk in front of me. I am old and like to be quiet."

Both Qian Zifeng and Zhang Hongxin nodded. They knew the meaning of the old man's words, but they still had to do a good job on the surface.

The little guy just woke up when he saw Le Yanlan looking at him with a smile on his face.

Some confused shouted: "Grandma?"