Contract CEO: Peeping at his cute wife and being attacked

This is not the first time she has met this kid, every time he looks like an honest and good student, with a thin face, thin figure, short crew cut, plus he likes to wear a pair of flat black frames, it is easy to let People think of the appearance of poor children who are inspired to endure hardships and study hard.

But today he has completely changed his style, white shirt, black vest, iron-gray suit on the outside, and his short hair has been combed with pomade. The young master of the family.

Zeng Huarou took An Shuangshuang's hand and rolled his eyes: "Shuangshuang, you are still filial, and you often stay at home with your parents when you have nothing to do, unlike some people who regard this place as a place for vacation and leisure, and come back whenever you want , leave if you want!"

This "certain person" sounded very ear-piercing, An Xiaoyi's hand holding the gift bag was tightly clenched into a fist, and the nylon rope tightened her skin, making her feel sore.

Look, it’s like this every time I come back. As soon as I enter the house, the house smells of gunpowder. It’s not that she doesn’t want to live a good life, it’s because the two mothers and daughters are afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Shelter.

Taking a deep breath, trying to suppress the unknown anger in his heart, An Xiaoyi raised his face, and there was a soft smile on his face: "Look at what you said, today is Dad's birthday, so it's a good day, just now When I came in, the leaves in the yard didn't even move, so how could there be wind? I'm afraid some people dislike the tranquility of the world and like no wind but no waves?"

"You damn girl! How dare you talk back!" Zeng Hua stood up from the sofa in a jerk, almost rushing over with his eyes spitting fire.

"Okay!" An Bihuai, who had been sitting all this time, finally spoke up. He glanced at Zeng Huarou: "Everyone is back, so don't stop talking. You don't think it's embarrassing to have guests here today?"

Then he turned directly to Lin Bo: "Nephew Lin, please don't see outsiders. Everyone in our family has a true temperament and can't hide their words, but they are all joking, let you see the joke."

Nephew Lin?

Goosebumps popped up on An Xiaoyi's body all at once, did he make a mistake?

Why didn't she know when her father had such a trashy nephew?

"It's nothing, Uncle Am." Lim Bo replied politely. He raised his head and glanced at An Xiaoyi, and then immediately withdrew his eyes, obviously a little guilty.

In this family, An Bihuai is also the head of the family no matter what, everyone will give him face, so when he speaks out, both Zeng Huarou and An are silent.

An Xiaoyi has been afraid of this father since he was a child. Although he speaks in a soft tone now, when there are no outsiders, he is like a runaway lion, his voice is loud.

"What are you still doing standing there stupidly? Do you still want me to help you?" An Bihuai asked coldly, staring sharply at An Xiaoyi with his old eyes.

The leather on An Xiaoyi's back felt cold, and he handed the gift to Rong Ma who was beside him, and said with a dry smile, "Dad, your fiftieth birthday, I wish you great success and abundant wealth."

If it is an ordinary father, he probably likes to hear the auspicious words of "good health and happy family" on birthdays. After all, at An Bihuai's age, it is time to enjoy family happiness and take good care of his body, but An Bihuai But no, he only has money in his eyes.

Obviously, these two vulgar words of An Xiaoyi made An Bihuai feel comfortable listening, so his tone softened a little: "Everyone is back, let's start the banquet?"