His Wife Calls The Shots

Jixiang's hand, which was holding the chopsticks, shook slightly, glanced at Qian Mi, and hurriedly said to the old man: "My Lord, this is home, not..."

"You can't break the etiquette anywhere. I really don't know how the family teaches it!" He glanced at Qian Mian with sharp eyes.

Qianmiao met his gaze and smiled slightly, neither humble nor overbearing: "The Sir Alex is talking to me?"

The old man said in a deep voice: "I don't understand etiquette, and I can't understand human words."

"My father, is Tang Yi?"

Qian Yan said indifferently, "You have to ask him."

"What's this!" The old man frowned, believing that Qian Miao was deliberately **** him off.

Now, the girl's impression in his mind has completely become a negative girl.

Yu Manman glanced at Qian Mi indifferently, and then said to the old man: "Grandpa, the food is cold, come, eat this."

Jixiang also smiled and gave him food: "My Lord, I hope you don't dislike it."

With this big Buddha, Jixiang could not say anything that Jixiang had prepared. According to her instinct, no matter what she said, this great Buddha would not change her mind easily. It would be worse if she said more and more mistakes.

Thinking about it, she decided to attack from the side.

"It's a coincidence that you two are now students in the same school and the same major."

Yu Manman: "That's right, we are the only girls in the entire grade."

"I didn't start my freshman year until I was twenty. Why, I have been in a grade before?" The old man looked at Qian Mian with deep eyes.

Just such a sentence made the atmosphere tense again.

Jixiang has no appetite.

"Lord Sir, Brother Ang..."

"I'm talking." The old man was very majestic.

Qian Miao ate the food as usual, and calmly replied: "The Sir Alex cares about me so much, he still knows my age?"

"That's because the host said at the exhibition." Yu Manman was a little unhappy when he heard the ridicule inside. How could young people ridicule Zhang Bie?

Ji Ji put down his chopsticks and laughed dryly: "It's full, the smoke falls. Both of us are my students. Let's get along like good sisters in the future. Let's study together, make progress and support each other, how good it is."

"Teacher Jixiang is naive, how can a rival in love become a friend?" The old man said again.

Jixiang's heart was about to jump out. I couldn't believe that this was spoken from the old man's mouth, and I didn't know how to answer it for a while.

At this time, Qianmiao said: "The rivalry is not on the table, I'm afraid the two are thinking too much."

At this point, the meal can no longer be eaten.

Yu Manman felt humiliated, and remembered what Feng Xian had said to her, and said, "I'm full, teacher, I'm not feeling well, so I will go back first."

In this way, he put down his chopsticks and went out.

Jixiang was anxious, chasing out to persuade.

The old man did not leave, sat calmly, and ate a piece of ribs.

Qianmiao was more calm than him, calm and calm.

Suddenly, the old man opened his mouth: "Leave Fengxian, and put forward what you want."

Cold tone, command tone.

Qianmiao said: "How much can you give me?"

When the old man saw her getting the bait, the corners of his eyes overflowed with disdain: "Just speak."

"That's OK."

Qian Miao put down his chopsticks, picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, looked at him without any hurries: "I don't lack money and other things. I heard that Sir Alex Ferguson is quite legendary in his life. Then give me his life, keep it. I will agree to the death."

"Playing with me!"

Qian Miao sneered: "Why Sir Alex is playing tricks on me?"