This wealthy family is too rich for me

Dongfang Zhan is used to being cold when talking to his son, so he is not embarrassed.

After thinking for a while, he said, "I heard that girl from the Chen family is sick?"

Dongfang Yanhe nodded: "The last time I saw her at the bidding meeting, she was really not in a good condition."

"The news media heard that wind is rain, saying that she has mania..."

After finishing speaking, he looked at his son: "Is there any reason for you?"

Dongfang Yanhe thought about it for a while, and said undeniably: "A little bit."

He sneered again: "It's not so much because of me, it's better to say that she is the one who caused the trouble, and caused 'Maoye' to fall into such a big brother's stumble."

Dongfang Zhan murmured: "Well, we have to deal with it properly and don't give up on the truth.

You want wives to have wives, sons to have sons, don't get involved in these lace. "

Dongfang Yanhe laughed, of course he knew this.

"Speaking of Yiren..."

Dongfang Zhan suddenly became irritable: "I don't care what happened to you before.

You can see that you are mixing oil with honey now, why is she still called uncle? "

Dongfang Yanhe seemed to be woken up.

He always felt that he was reconciled with Jing Yiren and his son recognized his ancestors, so he didn't think much about it.

Now that I think about it, I really should solemnly marry Jing Yiren again.

Seeing his son's expression, Dongfang Zhan was furious: "You son of a bitch, what are you busy with? You lost your wife! My rightful father-in-law is now downgraded to become an uncle." !"

Listening to his father's irritable voice, Dongfang Yanhe frowned helplessly: "Don't worry, I will give you an explanation."

"Explain to me?"

Dongfang Zhan almost stood on a chair: "You want to give Yiren an explanation!"

Dongfang Yanhe knew he had said something wrong, so he nodded repeatedly.

In the roar of his father, he exited the room.

Jing Yiren still didn't sleep, waiting for him while flipping through design magazines.

Seeing that handsome man enter the room, he smiled softly and was held in his arms.

She enjoys this quiet moment.

"Yi Ren, in a few days, I will take you and Doudou to play.

Give me a few more days. "

A gentle voice came from above.

Only to her, Dongfang Yanhe would speak so softly.

Jing Yiren nodded in his arms: "Didn't I say that before?"

Dongfang Yanhe touched the hair on the top of her head, and suddenly thought of the news from the "mouse": "Your driver has been found."

Yi Ren sat up in his arms: "Where did you find it? How is he now?"

Dongfang Yanhe told her not to worry: "I hid back to the countryside, so there should be no problem in terms of safety.

It looks good too. "

"Then when is he going to come back? You don't know how anxious Mrs. Feng is."

Dongfang Yanhe held her in his arms again, and comforted her: "I didn't ask anyone to move him. I came back to ask your opinion on whether to force him to come back or let him figure it out on his own."

Jing Yiren thought for a while: "I must go back.

Of course I hope he comes back soon.

But I don't want to force him, in case something happens when I come back, it's not good. "

The designer Mo Yu on the opposite side, since he can be used once, will he be used a second time?Even if he came back, it was nothing more than asking her to understand.

People, definitely won't use it again.

As for his family's livelihood...Jing Yiren has done his best.

Mrs. Feng can always do odd jobs in the studio, and Feng Hao can continue to work in Dongfang Group.

She was about to say something to Dongfang Yanhe, but when she turned her head, she saw a handsome sleeping face, she put him down in distress, and turned off the light.

Lie in his arms and fell asleep.

... At the breakfast table, there are three big and two small ones.

The happiest thing is the Eastern War.

I looked at Doudou, then at Huanhuan, feeling beautiful in my heart.

The only pity is that it would be great if Huanhuan was her own granddaughter.

Can't help saying at the dining table: "Huanhuan is so cute.

The child is really lonely now, if Doudou had such a younger sister. "

Dongfang Yanhe and Jing Yiren looked at each other.

Seeing that the two were silent, Dongfang Zhan continued to tease Doudou: "Grandson, can I add a younger sister to you?"

Doudou nodded desperately: "Doudou likes my sister.

A cute little sister like Huanhuan. "

The master wanted to say more, but Dongfang Yanhe had to interrupt his father and change the subject: "Doudou, how is your 'Manjianghong' prepared?"

Doudou's eyes lit up, and she recited it as if offering a treasure: "Furious, leaning on the railing, resting in the rain..."

Dongfang Zhanjiao's intentions, Doudou has a super high IQ, and he learns very quickly.

A poem is recited without a pause.

After listening, Dongfang Yanhe nodded: "In the poetry competition, you can win the first place not only by memorizing it, but also with emotion."

Doudou looked at his grandfather, and Dongfang Zhan continued, "I haven't handed in this yet, and the poetry competition is still a few days away.

There will definitely be a surprise for you then. "

After a meal, Dongfang Yanhe and Jing Yiren were in a hurry to go out, and Dongfang Zhan temporarily replaced Huanhuan and Doudou.

The old man led the one on the left and the one on the right into the car, and then he realized that the matter of asking for his granddaughter was escaped by two people.

Mrs. Feng and Zhou Ning arrived early and were ironing the formed dresses.

Jing Yiren got busy with her when she arrived at the studio.

These dozens of dresses were finally released from the warehouse after their painstaking efforts.

This time, Jing Yi was very strict, and the driver he was looking for was also with more than 20 years of driving experience.

And she and Zhou Ning all followed the car.

The city where Ms. Shan held her wedding is not too far from this city, and it takes 9 hours to drive.

Jing Yiren loaded the car carefully and set off.

On the way, I sent a text message to Dongfang Yanhe, telling him that he might not be able to go home tonight.

Dongfang Yanhe quickly replied to her, asked about the city where he was going, and arranged for her to stay in a hotel under his banner, so he was relieved.

The driver was skilled in driving and delivered the person and the dress to the hotel in a safe and sound way.

The manager was already waiting at the entrance of the hotel, and asked if it was the wife of the president, so he ordered someone to move the goods and took them to the room himself.

When Zhou Ning arrived at such a luxurious hotel for the first time, he was treated as super VIP again.

I was a little uncomfortable for a while.

After entering the room, he asked Jing Yiren: "Sister Yiren, does this hotel belong to you?"

Jing Yiren thought for a while, and found it difficult to answer her.

She never regarded Dongfang Yanhe's property as her own, so she could only say: "It belongs to my husband's company."

Zhou Ning has seen Dongfang Yanhe before.

He was so handsome that he was beyond compare, but he had a cold face, which seemed to say that strangers should not enter.

To be honest, Zhou Ning was a little afraid of him.

Now I find that he is not only handsome and aura, but also a rich man.

It's just enviable.

No wonder... Zhou Ning didn't think about it.

Jing Yiren asked, "Would you like some fruit after sitting in the car for so long?"

Zhou Ning shook his head, urging Jing Yiren to call Miss Shan as if afraid of any accident.

Jing Yiren also felt that it was better to get down to business first.

I got through to Ms. Shan and explained that I have arrived in her city. When I make an appointment with her, I can bring my bridesmaid and best man to try on it. If it is not suitable, I can directly modify it.

After reporting the address, Miss Shan on the other end of the phone was startled.

"Why is this hotel? My wedding hall is located there.

What a coincidence..."

Jing Yiren did not expect that the hotel where Miss Shan got married was owned by Dongfang Yanhe.

It was a coincidence for a while.

"Then we've made a deal. I'll wait for you in the hotel lobby at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Do you have a place to try on clothes? I don't want my friends hiding in the bathroom to change their dresses."

Miss Shan said.

Jing Yiren looked at the room and smiled softly: "If you don't mind, you can come to my room to try on clothes."

"Oh, it's better that your room is not too small.

More than a dozen people crowded together, it's really..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, and finally hung up the phone.

This room is still not for sale.

Due to Dongfang Yanhe's frequent business trips, he has reserved presidential suites in every city that has his own hotels.

This is for his sole use.

Each hotel has a different style of presidential suite.

It just so happens that in a hotel in this city, the presidential suite is a jumping floor, and the first floor is the living room, meeting room, and entertainment room.

There are two bedrooms on the second floor, which are very spacious.

In the room, I arrange the dresses brought by the waiter.

Hang the mannequin hangers one by one and iron them again.

It's late at night after finishing these.

Jing Yiren took Zhou Ning and called the driver. After having a meal at the restaurant of the hotel, they all went to rest early.

The next day, Ms. Shan arrived with her friends as promised.

Zhou Ning whispered in Jing Yiren's ear: "I usually sound arrogant, but I didn't expect to be very punctual."

Jing Yiren smiled slightly: "Don't just look at people from one side.

Although Ms. Shan asks for more, it is understandable that she wants to do better when it comes to major events in life. "

Zhou Ning glanced at his mouth, thinking, only Sister Yiren has a good temper, if others were tortured, they would have quit.

He led a group of people into the room.

Miss Shan and her friends were surprised that Jing Yiren could afford such a nice room.

"I've lived here before, why haven't I seen such a duplex suite?"

One of the girlfriends said.

Zhou Ning replied in a timely manner: "This is the presidential suite."

"It's the presidential suite. How can we live in other room types with our status?"

"Yeah, I haven't seen them for sale either."

Several people discussed in a hurry.

Zhou Ning wanted to say more, but Jing Yiren stopped him with a look.

She has no interest in showing off Dongfang Yanhe and his wealth.

She is here to work, why embarrass the client.

Jing Yiren and Zhou Ning walked at the back, only to hear "wow" from the people in front.

The two looked at each other, seeing happiness in each other's eyes.

It must be their surprise when they saw the designed wedding dress.

as predicted.

"Wow! Yuting, this wedding dress is too beautiful!"

"Yu Ting, you look like a princess wearing this, right?"

"After you try it on, can you wear it for me?"

"Oh, it makes me want to get married!"

This wedding dress made Shan Yuting earn a lot of face.

He raised his face proudly, and said: "Oh, this is about [-]% of what I asked for, my husband said, as long as I am happy, I can set as many diamonds as I want.

It's only because the designer is petty that he only inlaid more than 200 pieces. "