Beautiful wife is the best: rich husband has deep routines

"Hmm, eh." Jiang Zitong bit her chopsticks and nodded, and asked Fang Yu a question abruptly, "Mom, would you be surprised that Ah Ting married me?"

"No! There are no surprises and surprises..."

Jiang Zitong narrowed his eyes, and continued to ask: "Then...do you and Dad think that we are in the wrong family?"

"Is there?" Fang Yu stopped his hands and looked at Jiang Zitong, "Shouldn't you? Your father and I both think that you are very right, and it's Ah Ting who has climbed up on you."

Listening to Fang Yu's words, Jiang Zitong always felt a little inexplicably strange. After taking a bite of the shrimp dumpling, she asked again: "Gao Pan? Mom, are you sure you're not talking ironically?"

"Of course!"

"No, no." Jiang Zitong put down his chopsticks and shook his hand, "Mom, look... Ah Ting said he was a young white-collar worker with a violet top card, but he had so many luxury cars that he couldn't count them with two hands; When I usually buy things, I just swipe my card without blinking my eyes. Now, even if I don’t take a private jet on vacation, it’s a luxury first-class cabin. And this small island, I probably looked around, it’s completely private and not open to the public.

In addition, the luxurious presidential suite on the entire floor of the Dunhuang Hotel, plus the sky garden on the roof, and the restaurant on the downstairs floor, the gym... The two of us lived for half a year, and there were bodyguards before and after going in and out.No matter how you look at it, it is not a small fee.

In my impression, when the Jiang Group was at its peak, they didn't have enough money to allow me and my cousin to spend whatever they wanted.Therefore, there are various indications that the Shan family is a super rich and powerful family, and Ah Ting Duck's identity is also fake, right? "

"What's wrong? Baby, I think you have so many questions, you can ask Ah Ting directly, he should be happy to tell you."

Fang Yu's eyes dodged a little, and he didn't tell Jiang Zitong directly about the identity and background of the Shan family, because he was afraid of scaring her, but it would be better for Shan Yuting to tell her what he must know in the future.

After all, there can be no secrets between husband and wife.Otherwise, it will affect the relationship between the two.

"However, baby, the most important task for you and Ting now is to give birth to a baby for us old ones to play with. After all, you two are not young anymore."

Jiang Zitong couldn't continue to follow up on Fang Yu's obvious chatter.

As long as Shan Yuting is willing to take the initiative to say, is she pretending to be stupid, and then turning a corner to catch her mother-in-law's words?

Later, Shan's father, Shan, took a yacht to the island.Since it was the first time he met Jiang Zitong, he specially wrapped a big red envelope for her as a meeting gift.

It's just that Shan Ze and Jiang Guofeng had just met each other, and they started to pick each other up, and the reason was the big red envelope.

Jiang Guofeng thinks that being single is too stingy, a big red envelope is as thin as nothing, and it doesn't look like a parent at all.

Shan Shan, on the other hand, felt that Jiang Guofeng, this bad old man, was very bad, so he arranged for him whenever he had the opportunity, and didn't save him any face in front of his grandson-in-law.

In a few words, the two old men who combined to be more than 100 years old quarreled in public.

Fang Yu and Shan Zhirao got used to it, waved their hands, and told Jiang Zitong and Shan Yuting to go back to the main building first.

When the two grandfathers quarreled, Jiang Zitong naturally didn't want to intervene, and it was inappropriate to help anyone.

When she returned to the main building, she quickly opened the red envelope and looked at it. After reading it, she couldn't close her mouth with laughter. She pulled Shan Yuting and jumped up and down, "Your grandpa is so generous. Duck, I can tell, you're a prodigal." Your nature must have been inherited from your grandfather. When you are happy, you will send cars and checks! Will you still give away houses, land, and high-rise buildings in the future?"

Shan Yuting smiled, not surprised at all: "Such a money addict? Just sent you with a check?"

"A signed blank check, the amount can be filled in by me, it's not good, what should I do?"

Jiang Zitong shook the check in his hand towards Shan Yuting, and gave what he thought was a good suggestion: "In the future, you should take me to family gatherings more often, maybe I can receive more check red envelopes."

Shan Yuting stopped, pulled Jiang Zitong into his arms forcefully, put his other hand on her neck, and gently pressed her face in front of him, with a charming voice: "Look at your performance."

The smile on Jiang Zitong's mouth widened even more, it depends on the performance, right?

She took the initiative to lean over to kiss Shan Yuting's mouth, and when she was 0mm short, she suddenly stepped on the man's foot forcefully, forcing the man to let go of her because of the pain.

"Wife! Are you domestic violence?"

Shan Yuting sat on the sofa in the living room, while rubbing the sore spot, complaining.

"This is just the beginning, husband!" Jiang Zitong walked to the side, pointing to the keyboard and the durian, "Tell me, which one to choose?"