Qizai returns, she is snapped up by wealthy bosses

There are thousands of worlds.

But everyone's mood is different.

Some people are in extreme anger!

Some people are in extreme joy!

Such as Nanlin!

His wedding to Li Mingzhuang is already close at hand!

This made every cell in Nanlin's body filled with joy!

He is going to marry Li Mingzhuang!

He is going to marry Li Mingzhuang! ! !

Nan Lin was so excited that she couldn’t wait to share this good news with the whole world!

And here, Mrs. Ya also met Nan Lin.

Her future son-in-law.

satisfied?

In all fairness.

As a mother-in-law, she is absolutely satisfied when she sees her son-in-law.

He is a talented person, and he is also infatuated with his daughter.

He has such a good personality.

But Mrs. Yaya was still worried.

Just because of Li Mingzhuang.

She could not see the slightest joy of getting married on her daughter's face.

This made Mrs. Ya suddenly think of herself.

When she was about to marry Li Hanting's father, she was in the same situation. She didn't have any joy of newlyweds, just like a pool of stagnant water.

And the mood during the wedding seems to be a foreshadowing of the future life.

In her years of marriage to Li Hanting's father, it was indeed like a pool of stagnant water.

Mrs. Ya found Li Mingzhuang.

She asked Li Mingzhuang if he hoped that his life would be like stagnant water in the future.

Li Mingzhuang asked, "Mother, how do you think my life is better now?"

Mrs. Ya was startled.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she said: "Ye Chao,"

Before she could finish saying her full name, she was interrupted by Li Mingzhuang.

Li Mingzhuang seemed to really not want to hear this name.

She said with a hint of insight in her tiredness: "Mom, don't mention this person. I don't want to hear this name in my life. Just treat him as dead and never appeared in my life."

At the same time, a figure froze outside the door.

But it was Ye Chaozhou himself.

Ye Chaozhou came specially to deliver hot milk to Li Mingzhuang.

Every day before Li Mingzhuang goes to bed, he drinks a cup of hot milk.

This has become a habit.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chaozhou, who was delivering hot milk, happened to hear these words.

After being frozen for a few seconds, Ye Chaozhou subconsciously turned around and left.

But just as he took a step forward, he stopped again.

He looked at the hot milk in his hand.

This hot milk has not been given to Li Mingzhuang.

.......

There was silence in the bedroom.

After Li Mingzhuang said this, Mrs. Ya didn't know how to respond.

She could only remain silent.

After a while, Li Mingzhuang suddenly said: "Why isn't Uncle Zhou here yet?"

In the past, Uncle Zhou would bring her hot milk at this time.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bedroom door was pushed open.

Ye Chaozhou came in.

He handed the hot milk to Li Mingzhuang: "Miss, your milk."

Li Mingzhuang nodded.

Ye Chaozhou left immediately after handing over the hot milk, and Mrs. Ya stared at Ye Chaozhou's leaving figure, feeling shocked in her heart.

No wonder Ye Chaozhou was able to stay with his daughter as Uncle Zhou for so long without her daughter finding out!

Ye Chaozhou now looks like he doesn't have the slightest aura of youth at all!

Every move he makes is like a man in his 60s or [-]s.

Yechaozhou, Yechaozhou!

For my daughter!

It's actually possible to do this!

After the shock, Mrs. Ya tentatively said: "Mingzhuang, you seem to be very dependent on this servant named Uncle Zhou."

"Uncle Zhou is a very nice person," Li Mingzhuang said casually.

"Or you could find the same type of man who might make your life less of a backwater."

Li Mingzhuang said: "Nan Lin is also this type of man."

After he finished speaking, Li Mingzhuang was stunned again.

Is Nan Lin also the type of Uncle Zhou?

It looks like it is.

Treat her well.

Whatever she thought of or thought of, Nan Lin could think of it.

But it seems to be a bit worse.

Li Mingzhuang couldn't tell exactly what the difference was.

So after a few seconds, Li Mingzhuang said again: "Nan Lin is fine. Is it now this time that I still want to reject Nan Lin and find someone with the same style as Uncle Zhou?"

After saying that, Li Mingzhuang himself felt very ironic.

She smiled sarcastically, and then said: "Then I might as well go find Uncle Zhou!"

Mrs. Ya's heart moved.

She said: "That's not impossible."

Li Mingzhuang: "......"

She looked at Mrs. Ya with wide eyes, as if she couldn't believe that Mrs. Ya would say such words.

After a long while, Li Mingzhuang managed to say: "Mom! Are you crazy! Uncle Zhou is probably older than you, you want me to find him? Do you want me to find a father!"

Mrs. Ya: "......"

For a moment, she was speechless.

Li Mingzhuang here seems to think that Mrs. Ya is too ridiculous, and wants to chase Mrs. Ya away: "Mom, you may have traveled a long way here, and you haven't had a good rest. Your mind is a little unclear. You should go and have a rest. It's so late. Now, I have to rest too."

Mrs. Ya had no choice but to stand up.

She said: "Then you have a good rest."

.......

The night was as cool as water.

Mrs. Ya still didn't rest.

She stood there and looked up at the bright moon.

The moon is bright tonight, but not round.

People have joys and sorrows.

The moon has yin, sunny and waning.

These two sentences suddenly appeared in Mrs. Ya's mind.

She sighed heavily.

"Mom." At this moment, a voice sounded.

It's a Song Dynasty painting.

Mrs. Ya glanced at Song Ya, nodded, and then said as if she had thought of something: "After all, everything in this life cannot be perfect. My son's marriage is perfect, but my daughter's marriage cannot be perfect."

"It's true, nothing can have both ends!"

When it comes to Li Mingzhuang, Song Hua also regrets it.

Originally, when Li Mingzhuang woke up, he could settle the feud with Ye Chaozhou and become a loving couple from now on!

But who knows!

The price for Li Mingzhuang's awakening was that Ye Chaozhou's face was ruined again.

And the coming happiness of the two people also came to nothing.

"Yes, Mom, everything can't be perfect." Song Hua said in a low voice: "It's just like you, right?"

Mrs. Ya was stunned.

She looked at Song Hua in confusion: "What do you want to say?"