The rich man: Which little husband of mine

Zhan Xinyue smiled and said, "It's not easy for the old lady to come here, let her have a good talk with you, I'm leaving first."

"No, I'll go out and find my mom soon. I'll be back in half an hour."

How could Cui Zheming be willing to let Zhan Xinyue leave?

Once Zhan Xinyue leaves, I don’t know how long it will take before I see her again.

It was the first time that Zhan Xinyue read his little thoughts from his face and found it extremely amusing for a moment.

"You really don't want me to leave?"

"...Well, I'm going to go find my mom now."

As he said that, Cui Zheming got dressed and prepared to go out to look for his old mother.

But of course a mother knows her son best.

After Cui's mother left, she had not walked far when she suddenly realized what she would do if her son let his future daughter-in-law run away?

So she turned back again.

As soon as Cui Zheming went downstairs, he saw his old mother.

Before he could speak, Cui's mother asked, "Is your girlfriend gone?"

"No...Mom, if you don't have anything else to do, please go first. I'm going to the company with her in a while."

When Cui's mother heard this, she instantly became unhappy.

"Don't think I don't know what you mean. You just don't want me to disturb you. But since I see you two together, there's no reason for me to leave. No matter what, I want to see my daughter-in-law too!"

As Cui's mother spoke, she was about to rush upstairs.

"Mom, you...don't do this. She's quite shy. Maybe there will be a chance later."

Cui Zheming continued to stop her, but his mother was determined today and insisted on seeing her "daughter-in-law".

"Don't stop me, you..."

In the end, Cui Zheming still failed to stop his old mother.

Zhan Xinyue was not very surprised to see the two people coming back, because she had seen an auntie carrying a big bag before Cui Zheming came downstairs.

The aunt was a stranger, and she was heading in this direction. There was no need to guess, I knew she was Cui Zheming's mother.

"Auntie hello~"

Zhan Xinyue stood up and greeted her. When Cui's mother saw Zhan Xinyue, she was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

"Oh, good, good, the little girl is really pretty! Our Xiao Ming is so lucky, hahaha~"

"Auntie, thank you very much."

Cui Zheming's brows were full of apology, and Zhan Xinyue gave him a comforting look.

Cui's mother pulled Zhan Xinyue to sit on the sofa.

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"My name is Zhan Xinyue."

"Oh!" Cui's mother's sudden shout scared Zhan Xinyue.

Mother Cui clapped her hands and said, "Look, you two are really destined to be together! Our Cui Zheming is Xiaoming, and you are Xiaoyue. The two of you together make Mingyue! Oh my, you two are really destined to be together!"

Zhan Xinyue was amused. If Cui's mother hadn't said it, she really wouldn't have noticed that the two of them were so "destined" to be together.

Cui Zheming felt overwhelmed.

"Mom, stop talking and come make breakfast with me."

"I did? Are you kidding? Have I ever cooked a meal at your Cui's house?" Aunt Cui's eyes widened, as if she had heard something unbelievable.

Then he took Zhan Xinyue's hand and looked at it carefully: "Look, our women's hands are so tender and soft, how can we cook?"

"Xiaoyue, let me tell you, women are born to enjoy the world..."

Many of Cui's mother's ideas opened Zhan Xinyue's eyes. She used to think that Han Xiao was always disciplined and that their parents were strict parents.

I didn't expect Cui's mother to be so open-minded.

"Xiaoyue, do you know why I asked Xiaoxiao to study hard? It's because women must be sensible so that they won't be deceived by others. You know~ Women have to suffer in the first 20 years, and then they have to enjoy themselves like crazy~"

"Xiaoyue, don't you think so?"

"Yes, Auntie, you think the same as I do." Zhan Xinyue said with a smile.

Cui's mother nodded happily: "Xiaoyue, what does your family do?"

“I’m currently in school.”

"Ah?!" Cui's mother couldn't hold back her expression any longer.

She looked at Zhan Xinyue carefully, and seeing the delicate skin of the little girl in front of her, she began to doubt whether her son was deceiving an underage girl.

"Xiaoyue, how old are you this year?"

"20 years old."

"...Xiaoyue, have some fruit..." Cui's mother forced a smile, put the fruit in Zhan Xinyue's hand, then walked towards the kitchen, went in quietly, and closed the door quietly.

After entering, Cui's mother picked up a spatula and pointed at Cui Zheming.

"Cui Zheming, you are really capable. You dare to deceive such a young girl?"

"She's not even 20 years old yet, and you're almost , and you coaxed her into bed?"

"You...what can I say about you? You're really making me die of anger!"

Cui's mother felt that her son had committed the crime of deceiving an ignorant girl, and now she didn't know how to explain to Zhan Xinyue's family.

Cui Zheming looked at his mother pointing at his spatula and said, "Mom, this is our business, don't worry about it."

"How can I not worry? Fortunately, he is an adult, otherwise you would go to jail!"

Cui Zheming sighed: "Don't worry, your son knows his limits."

"What's your sense of propriety? I'm telling you, hurry up..." Cui's mother didn't know whether she should let her son leave or continue.

If the two of them separated, wouldn't the girl be completely deceived?

But if we don't separate...

Cui's mother sighed heavily: "I don't care about you. You can have a relationship, but you have to protect her and don't let her suffer any loss!"

Cui Zheming nodded: "I understand."

......Zhan Xinyue, who was outside the living room, heard the conversation between the two people clearly.

It was the first time she had seen such a scene, and it was quite interesting.

At the dinner table, Cui's mother's enthusiasm had obviously declined a lot, mainly because she didn't know how to face Zhan Xinyue.

She felt guilty when she thought that her son was suspected of cheating.

The dinner table was eerily quiet.

Suddenly, a cell phone rang, breaking the silence.

Cui Zheming looked at the phone and found that it was his assistant.

"Hey?"

Cui Zheming gave Zhan Xinyue an apologetic look and walked aside to answer the phone.

Zhan Xinyue continued to drink porridge, but kept listening to the noise over there.

"What do they mean?"

"...Don't worry, I'll ask her."

"Send me the file."

Cui Zheming hung up the phone and then walked to Zhan Xinyue: "Mom, let's discuss some work."

"Ah?...Oh, then I'll go...over there."