On the day of the flash wedding, I became pregnant with the heir of a wealthy family

Not far away, Mama Yuan watched this scene silently, with only a few words in her mind - crazy, crazy, crazy!

The kitchen was notified just now that Yu Chuan and Ms. Tong will be back later and will have lunch here.

If these three people meet, maybe something will happen.

The old man went downstairs and came to Duan Shiyan with a sullen face. The woman lifted the tea bag with both hands, and the eyes of the two met. She was still smiling brightly.

Grandpa looked at this face that was somewhat similar to Tong Hua, and thought of Han Yunzhi's threat to the Taoist priest, he didn't reach out to meet it.

Instead, he closed his eyes, looked at his daughter-in-law coldly, and asked her directly, "Why can't you tolerate Tong Hua? Did she burn your ancestral grave?"

Upon hearing this, Han Yunzhi's face changed, and then he quickly explained, "Dad, what are you talking about? Why did you mention her all of a sudden?"

In order not to embarrass Duan Shiyan, Han Yunzhi hurried forward again, took the bag from her hand, and changed the subject——

"Dad, Shiyan came here to see you on purpose. Didn't I see the photo given by the Taoist priest? I thought... No matter what, I have to let you meet this girl."

"Taoist?" The old man snorted coldly, his face turned black, "You still have the nerve to mention Daoist?"

Lu's mother shrank her pupils and shrank her shoulders subconsciously, but she quickly regained her composure, "Dad..."

At this moment, the housekeeper reported in a low voice at the door, "Old master, madam, the young master and madam are back."

Everyone in the living room turned their eyes, and through the clean floor-to-ceiling windows, they saw the familiar Lamborghini parked in the yard.

Only Mama Yuan is holding her heart.

Lu Yuchuan drove the car by himself today, and the car was parked behind an unfamiliar red car, and he was puzzled.

"Whose car is this?" Tong Hua also asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it."

After turning off the engine and unfastening the seat belts, the couple got out of the car and haven't been back for a while. Lu Yuchuan brought a gift to grandpa today.

But he didn't buy it for Han Yunzhi.

As for Tong Hua, although she is kind, she is not stupid.

If he didn't buy it, she wouldn't beg him to buy it, and she must have resentment towards Han Yunzhi in her heart, after all, she was so bad that she wanted the baby's life.

Carrying a box of wine that grandpa had been talking about for a long time from the trunk, and putting his arm around Tong Hua's shoulder, Lu Yuchuan took his wife to the living room.

Han Yunzhi's face was calm, but she smiled inwardly. This was the situation she wanted to see, and sooner or later she had to choose between the two.

The old man looked at his daughter-in-law with cold eyes, and anger burst out in his eyes!

Knowing that today's situation was specially arranged by Han Yunzhi, the purpose was to add trouble to Huahua and make her sad.

"Yunzhi, come here." The old man's face was ashen.

Han Yunzhi turned his eyes when he heard the sound, and saw the back of the old man walking towards the lounge next to him.

She was slightly startled, then looked at a pair of young people walking towards this side in the yard outside, and then looked at Duan Shiyan, and followed the old man's pace.

The old man is not in the right state today.

"Father." After entering the room, she closed the door gently, looked at the back, and asked calmly, "What do you want from me?"

The old man stopped and turned around, raised his hand and slapped her hard on the face!

Snapped--!

With a crisp sound, Mother Lu was slapped to the side!She instinctively reached out to cover it, her cheeks were burning with pain!

This slap was no less than the one Lu Yuchuan slapped last time, it was equally severe!Do your best!

She raised her eyes, and met the old man's angry eyes in a daze. This was the first time she had seen him like this after being married to the Lu family for so many years.