The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

The meeting attended by Wang Chengchi and Fanglian ended earlier than yesterday. Fortunately, they did not encounter traffic jams today and arrived at Greentown Xinyuan smoothly.

Arriving outside the apartment of the eldest son Wang Zichen, Chi Fanglian was about to ring the doorbell, but the younger son Wang Ziji entered the password first: "I'll try to see if his password is this."

Chi Fanglian didn't stop him. The two brothers loved each other since they were young, but they also loved each other and wanted to kill each other. They teased each other from time to time. She was used to it.Therefore, she was not surprised to see her youngest son saying that he wanted to break the password of the eldest son's house.

In addition, there was another reason why she didn't stop her: because she was really dissatisfied with Lan Xinhui's daughter-in-law, and she also wanted to see their real life state when they were caught off guard.

What she never imagined was that their most real life state turned out to be like this - in broad daylight, they staged live erotic palaces in the living room!

In fact, it's not considered a erotic palace, at least not, no, it should be said, at least it hasn't reached the stage of ML, but the passionate kiss is enough to watch.

What's more, the two were fascinated by the passionate kiss, completely unaware that they came in, and they didn't wake up until Wang Cheng cleared his throat and made a noise.

"Dad? Mom?" Wang Zichen was obviously taken aback, so surprised that he blurted out an inappropriate question: "How did you get in here?"

"I cracked your password and opened the door to come in." Wang Ziji confessed without shame, and at the same time he did not forget to tease his elder brother: "Hehe, if it wasn't like this, how could it be possible to see such a wonderful scene? Tsk tsk, bro, Can't see it, you are also such a person?"

He stared at the blush on Wang Zichen's face: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes today, I wouldn't believe it, you would be like this... Tsk tsk, I always thought you were from the ascetic school of Liu Xiahui. !"

Wang Zichen ignored his younger brother's teasing and teasing, and while arranging his messy clothes, he said, "Dad, Mom, come in and sit down!"

"Sit down, I'll go to the kitchen." Lan Xinhui hurriedly retreated in a panic, hid in the kitchen and started cooking.

The fish head soup was already cooked in the kitchen, Lan Xinhui put the previously made dumplings into the steamer and started to cook.The dishes she prepared today include pan-fried cod, steamed sea bass, stir-fried celery, five-spice eel, minced garlic and chives, and stir-fried choy sum.

These are not very complicated dishes, and the ingredients and ingredients have been prepared, and it didn't take long for her to prepare all the dishes in the same way.

A few dishes and a pot of fragrant fish soup can barely make up a table.Looking at the fruits of her labor, Lan Xinhui still had some achievements in her heart.

However, what Lan Xinhui didn't expect was that when everyone sat at the table and saw the dishes she cooked, their faces changed.

Wang Zichen pulled her aside and asked, "Anything else?"

"No more," Lan Xinhui saw that his face was serious, and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

As soon as Wang Zichen heard that she said there was no more, he walked straight into the kitchen: "Our mother can't eat seafood, she is allergic... I already told Auntie Yang, the housekeeper, I thought she told you."

Lan Xinhui suddenly realized that this was the case, no wonder everyone's faces changed when they saw the dishes on the table.

Although Wang Zichen temporarily made an egg custard remedy, it still couldn't change anything.

At the dinner table, Lan Xinhui saw that her mother-in-law only ate with her chopsticks and looked around, but when she could only pick up green vegetables, she always felt like a light on her back, and she was extremely uncomfortable.