The Mysterious Wife of the Indifferent Emperor and Young Master

Zhan Jingzhao, who was still aggressive a moment ago, suddenly became wilted when facing the wife holding the spatula.

"Yo, your sleeves are rolled up, if you want to touch my son, then pass me first!"

Hua Ruoxue glared angrily, and almost threw the spatula in Zhan Jingzhao's face.

At this moment, Zhan Jingzhao was scared, confused, and heartbroken.

Last night and this morning, his wife was still tenderly leaning against his arms, calling his name one after another, and whispering in his ear that she loved him.

So much so that he was sure that he was the only one in Hua Ruoxue's life.

Now, in less than a day, his heart has been broken into scum, because he finally knows that in his wife's heart, the most important person is not him, but the bastard Zhan Xiaocheng!
"No, daughter-in-law, listen to my explanation, things are not what you see..."

Zhan Jingzhao carefully avoided the spatula in his wife's hand, and wanted to explain with a flattering smile, but Hua Ruoxue obviously didn't give him a chance.

"What are you explaining? I can see that you are about to shake your fist at your son! Well, dare you treat my son like this in the past 30 years?"

The more Hua Ruoxue thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged for her son.

She immediately turned her face away, chasing Zhan Jingzhao and beating him up.

The unlucky groom suffered domestic violence for the first time in his life on the third day of his wedding. Well, he is a victim, and he still dare not fight back.

Zhan Xiaocheng was watching the fun from the sidelines, and he didn't forget to add oil and vinegar to provoke the relationship between his parents.

In the end, when his father was forced into a corner by his mother and punched and kicked, he finally smiled with satisfaction, turned around and went straight to Wen Mingyue's yard.

Wen Mingyue is drinking tea in the courtyard.

Seeing Zhan Xiaocheng come in, she hurriedly waved at him.

"Come on, you came just in time, I got a new good tea, you come and taste it."

Zhan Xiaocheng sat on the chair opposite Wen Mingyue, took a sip of tea, nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, it really smells good."

"This day, now is really good!"

Wen Mingyue looked up at the sunset glow in the sky and at the flowers and plants in the yard. Her expression was calm and gentle, and her eyes were full of warmth.

"This is like a home, noisy and full of fireworks, how nice."

Hearing this, Zhan Xiaocheng couldn't help laughing.

"This noise, don't you mean my parents and the others?"

"Who else but them?"

Wen Mingyue smiled and said: "Although I have a handicap, I am not deaf. I can hear everything in the yard in front of me. I'm afraid your father will be mad at you!"

Zhan Xiaocheng laughed out loud.

"I warned him not to go too far. He insisted on not listening. I have no choice but to find my mother."

These days, holding the thigh is also a skill.

Whether it's the wife's thigh or the mother's thigh, as long as it works, you must not miss it.

What is the use of the so-called man's face?At home, men don't need faces!
Although his father was playing tricks in front of him, wasn't he also a weak chicken in front of his wife?
"Very good, this is very good."

Wen Mingyue didn't feel sorry for her son, even after hearing Zhan Jingzhao's humble begging for mercy, she laughed even more happily, not like a real mother at all.

"Grandma, I have something to ask you."

Zhan Xiaocheng put down his teacup and looked at Wen Mingyue, his expression became serious.

Seeing her grandson's expression, Wen Mingyue knew it was not a trivial matter, so she also put down her teacup and motioned the servants around to leave, leaving only Ronghua alone.

"You said."

Wen Mingyue looked into Zhan Xiaocheng's eyes and said.

After thinking about it, Zhan Xiaocheng asked: "Did my grandfather... have a close relationship with the Xiao family in Lancheng?"

The Xiao family in Lancheng?

Wen Mingyue thought for a while but couldn't figure out what her husband had to do with the Xiao family in Lancheng, so she turned her head to look at Ronghua.

"Back then, did our Zhan family have any business relationship with the Xiao family?"

Ronghua replied: "There is nothing too involved. After all, Lancheng is far away from Beicheng, and the transportation is inconvenient, but I remember that when the master was alive, he mentioned the Xiao family in Lancheng."

"Really? I don't even remember."

Wen Mingyue's memory is not as good as Ronghua's. She frowned and thought for a while before saying, "I don't even have any impression, which means that the Zhan family has no close relationship with the Xiao family."

For Wen Mingyue, that kind of one-sided relationship will never be remembered in her heart. Although the Xiao family is strong, what does it have to do with the Zhan family?

"What do you ask for this?"

Wen Mingyue asked in confusion.

Seeing grandma's puzzled look, Zhan Xiaocheng already had the answer in his heart.

The so-called baby kiss, grandma is also not clear.

"In the past few days, there has been a rumor circulating in the celebrity circles in Beicheng that it is related to the Zhan family and the Xiao family in Lancheng."

Zhan Xiaocheng paused and said: "There are rumors that my grandfather and the Xiao family made a baby kiss back then!"

"Bullshit!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Mingyue immediately patted the table.

"This is nothing at all. Who made such a rumor? You let her come over and say it in front of me!"

It happened that Zhan Jingzhao came in, and Wen Mingyue pointed at Zhan Jingzhao.

"Look at your dad, he's over 50 years old, and now he says he's booked a baby kiss, can you believe it?"

After all, Wen Mingyue was angry and funny at the same time.

How long has your husband been dead?The son's grandson can make soy sauce, and now someone comes to the door to say baby kiss?Isn't this nonsense?
Zhan Jingzhao just heard his mother's words, he stopped and almost fell to the ground.

"What? What baby kiss? Who ordered me a baby kiss?"

Zhan Jingzhao took a few steps forward and said nervously: "Mom, don't talk nonsense. If Xiaoxue misunderstood this time, I can't even speak clearly with a thousand mouths!"

After a pause, Zhan Jingzhao said aggrievedly: "Xiaoxue is jealous of Xiaoai, and you are helping her. If this happens, I will have no confidence at all."

"Don't slander Xiaoxue!"

Wen Mingyue glared at Zhan Jingzhao, and said, "Is Xiaoxue that kind of unreasonable person? If you walk upright and sit upright, can she still blame you?"

"So you have to explain clearly what's going on with this doll!"

Zhan Jingzhao jumped his feet anxiously, for fear that his daughter-in-law might misunderstand something.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he has lived for 50 years, and he never knew that he still has a child relative!

Oh no, he always thought that he and Hua Ruoxue were serious baby kisses!
Wen Mingyue also looked at Zhan Xiao City.

"Yeah, tell me clearly, what is going on with this so-called doll kiss of the Xiao family? Who is kissing whose doll? And who made the decision?"

Zhan Xiaocheng, who had been silent all this time, finally had a chance to speak.

"The Xiao family's so-called baby relatives are not from my father's generation, but from me..."

Having said that, his expression was slightly cold, with a hint of misery in his eyes.

"There is a woman named Xiao Wei who claims to be from the Xiao family in Lancheng. She said that my grandfather made a baby marriage with her grandfather back then, and it was a marriage for grandchildren!"

Zhan Xiaocheng sneered, his expression gloomy.

"Now, she came to my door as my fiancée!"