Why can't she ask if she is happy at work?

Even if she just asks, she can be happy for a long time.

Why can’t we talk about topics other than income?

Why can't we talk about topics related to her life?

Even if there is no topic, it would be great to just talk to her about gossip in the entertainment industry.

Unfortunately, there isn't either.

In fact, if you really see through it, you don’t care anymore, and then look at her “funny family” is actually quite interesting:

What a wonderful family ethics drama, I didn’t even have this meal at 8 o’clock.

"Wanqi, nothing else matters. The most important thing is that you can find happiness." Zhao Ma said with a smile.

"Hehe." Zhao Wanqi pulled the corner of her mouth.

She was glad that she didn't drink the soup, otherwise she would have to choke!

"Mom, continue talking..." Zhao Wanqi stretched out her right hand and made a gesture of inviting her.

"After your own marriage, we parents are just giving some advice. Isn't the final decision in your own hands?" Zhao Ma returned to her seat.

She glanced at her son and said:

"By the way, you just said that you would find a job for your brother, or let him move to your place, right?"

"After all, our family is in the suburbs, so it's not convenient for him to go back and forth. You two can take care of each other, and mom doesn't have to worry about your safety every day. What do you think?"

Looking at the smiling mother, she glanced at her younger brother who was lowering her head to make rice. Zhao Wanqi suddenly regretted watching the show.

Eating melons and watching operas at my own house, but what I end up eating is my own bitter melon...

After years of hard work outside, she has been used to seeing all kinds of people. How could she not see a person like Zhao Ma, who has never seen the world but is still self-righteous. What about this little thing in her heart?

In fact, if she could make her parents happy, she wouldn't care about some money.

But this idea of ​​not rushing out of the field of outsiders is too disgusting, right?

Zhao Wanqi glanced at her father who was so angry that she glanced at her younger brother, and finally looked at her mother who looked expectant.

She said word by word: "Let's just come here for today's meal. I drank some wine yesterday, and now I'm a little nauseous, nauseous, and want to vomit..."

"I'm a little busy lately, so I won't come back. You guys take good care of your health."

She looked at her parents, as if she had remembered something, and added:

"By the way, I followed my friend to trade stocks some time ago, and I lost hundreds of millions at once. All the funds in the past were lost. Recently, I have to be busy earning money to pay off my debts..."

"What about the two million investment you mentioned before?" Zhao Dad asked subconsciously.

"It's gone!"

Zhao Wanqi stood up, picked up the bag on the sofa, and left without looking back.

It's so funny. Since she has never regarded her as a family member, why did she still rush to pay?

Do you really think her money was blown by the strong wind?

Just starve to death!

From the beginning of stepping out of this door, she had no home at all.

She walked into the garage, and Ferrari rushed out of the villa and the community. She drove for a long time before she stopped on the side of the road.

Looking at the pedestrians passing by the street, Zhao Wanqi felt relaxed and no longer had to face those bullshit things.

She felt that she should be very happy.

But the eyes are still a little sore!

In the end, she lay on the steering wheel, crying like a child, heart-wrenching.

...

Qili Xiangdu.

kitchen.

Wu Wanqing was wearing a long black dress, with long black hair tied behind her head, her neck was fair and delicate, and a little hollowed-out back exposed, revealing the charming butterfly back.

Because she leaned over, the plumpness in front of her was placed on the stove, and her waist was even more and more bulging. The curve of her peach buttocks supported her skirt, and her figure was charming and enchanting.

When she heard her son-in-law saying that she had the honor to participate in the private affairs of her son-in-law and daughter, her delicate body trembled and her neck was covered with redness.

He staggered and fell directly into Wen Yan's arms.

"Xiaoyan, wait a little longer and let me slowly..." Wu Wanqing held the stove.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Wen Yan held the old aunt's waist and asked knowingly.

"Hmph, you two have the nerve to ask me about the good things you two have done?" Wu Wanqing turned around and pinched Wen Yan's arm.

"Even on such an important day as my birthday, you dare to do whatever you want, but you are still in front of me... How is this a moral character?"

"I didn't want to say that, but you have to ask, what can I do?"

Wen Yan continued to help Wu Wanqing wear apron. He smiled and said, "Auntie, you are awkward. I can't tie you like this..."

"Tu tuk..." Two muffled sounds came from the kitchen door.

Wang Luoqi leaned against the door with her shoulders in her arms, looked at the two people hugging each other expressionlessly, and asked:

"Are you cooking?"

Wenyan: "..."

Wu Wanqing: “…”

Sister Luo Qi, listen to my explanation. Looking at the old aunt who was holding the stove with her hands and her buttocks pressed against her, Wen Yan suddenly felt a little panicked.

"Come with me." Wang Luoqi squinted his eyes and pointed to the living room.

Close the kitchen door, followed Wang Luoqi and walked to the living room.

Before the female president could ask questions, Wen Yan took the lead in explaining:

"Sister Luo Qi, I was just helping my aunt wear an apron, not what you thought..."

"What am I thinking?" Wang Luo was sitting on the sofa with a duck and said angrily:

"Before I started interrogating you, you were in a hurry to explain, are you guilty?"

"I feel guilty, why am I feel guilty?"

Wen Yan sat next to Wang Luoqi and said with confidence: "Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, I'm straight and not afraid of shadow slanting!"

"You don't know how thrilling it was just now. My aunt actually shot her back and asked me when we started. Fortunately, I'm smart..."

Before Wen Yan could finish speaking, Wang Luoqi suddenly pressed him on the sofa, stared at his eyes and asked:

"Is my mom pretty?"

Wenyan: "..."

Your problem is very dangerous!
Chapter completed!