Song Huihai shouted angrily, "Can I still eat you?"
Liu Zhiyuan blinked and looked at him with clear watery eyes, "Hehe. Dad, I just called you dad, and you didn't refuse. See, you've gotten used to it."
Song Huihai was stunned and rubbed his temples, as if he had really agreed just now.
He suddenly didn't know what to say, anger stuck in his throat.
"Dad!" Liu Zhiyuan called out a few more times at the right time, "Dad! Dad! Dad!"
"Shut up!" Song Huihai couldn't help but frown.
"Oh!" Liu Zhiyuan shut up obediently, "Then I'm hanging up. I have to go home and cook for my husband. Bye!"
She hung up the phone and patted her sweetheart.
Just now, she was shamelessly hugging my thighs and acting cute.
Although she said those words shamelessly on the surface, she was actually really scared by her father-in-law in her heart.
Judging from my father-in-law's tone, he still seems to dislike her and hate her.
Let time ease it!
Of course, she didn't tell Song Ling that her father-in-law called her.
The last time my father-in-law called, Song Ling discovered it and his number was blocked.
This time, she quickly deleted the call records, pretended nothing had happened, and continued to work hard on her marriage.
Song Huihai hung up the phone and frowned.
He wanted to lose his temper, but when he faced Liu Zhiyuan, he didn't seem to be very angry. In the end, he let her go and hung up the phone.
He snorted coldly and threw the phone aside.
Liu Su saw that he had a very unhappy expression at home, with a gloating look in his eyes.
Then he stepped forward and said softly, "Husband, what's wrong? Did Song Ling's wife make you angry?"
Song Huihai couldn't get angry with Liu Zhiyuan because she didn't play cards according to the rules, but he was extremely annoyed with Liu Su at home.
After glaring at her fiercely, he scolded, "If you have time, take good care of your precious son Song Cheng. You just create trouble for me all day long!" After that, he turned and went to the study.
When his figure completely disappeared, Liu Su showed dissatisfaction and anger.
He whispered, "He's mad at me all day long. It's so inexplicable! It's clearly Song Ling's fault, but he's still mad at me.
Did I provoke you? Did our Song Cheng provoke you again? You said I, Song Cheng, was troublesome. I think my son is a hundred times better than your icy son! That Song Ling is gloomy all day long, just like your ex-wife, as if someone owes him hundreds of millions! "
Half a month later.
Duan family villa, twelve o'clock at night.
In the huge hall, white light reflected on the walls and a boring football game was playing on TV.
Pei Xiaoxiao sat on the sofa with a TV remote control in her hand.
She squinted her eyes carefully and almost dropped the remote control in her hand.
The sound of a car engine was heard at the door, and she subconsciously jumped up from the sofa.
It’s Zi Chen who’s back.
She has been waiting for half a month.
She controlled her temper and changed her previous irritability.
During the day, she tried to make various exquisite dietary nutritious soups to help Li Shuzhen regulate her body.
Li Shuzhen washes her underwear by hand herself.
She kept confessing in front of Li Shuzhen, vowing to change herself, and strive to be a good daughter-in-law of the Duan family and please them every day.
In the evening, she no longer complained about Duan Zichen getting drunk and coming home late.
She waited for him to come home like a little wife, waiting until two or three in the morning without any complaints.
However, Duan Zichen's attitude towards her has always been cold. Every time he came home and saw her waiting at the door, he would not even bother to look at her and would turn around and go upstairs.
She didn't mind and waited for him every day.
Like tonight, she heard a noise at the door.
She ran down barefoot and opened the door for him.
When the door opened, the chill of the autumn night and the smell of alcohol on Zichen filled the air.
She reached out to help Duan Zichen and asked with concern, "Zichen, are you back?"
A trace of disgust flashed across Duan Zichen's tipsy eyes. He was drunk and was leaning against the porch to change his shoes.
After Pei Xiaoxiao was kicked out, the smile on her face was still there, and she walked forward gently.
"Zichen, you drank a lot again today.
Are you hungry now? Do you want me to prepare some midnight snack for you? "
Duan Zichen frowned and shouted, "No!"
Pei Xiaoxiao was still smiling.
Duan Zichen wanted to get rid of her again, but he couldn't do it at all.
He had to ask her to help him in his study.
Pei Xiaoxiao quietly helped Duan Zichen to the study and then helped him lie down on the bed.
Throughout the whole process, she was like a considerate young wife and had no complaints. Even when she was vomited all over, she did not lose her temper.
Instead, she immediately changed the bed sheets and went to get some water to wash his body.
After cleaning up, I gave him a silk quilt.
In the drunken Zichen's ear, "Have a good rest, I won't disturb you."
Then, he turned and left the room.
After returning to the bedroom, the corners of her mouth curled up in a calculating arc.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she picked up her phone and opened the ovulation software. After confirming that these days were her ovulation period, she went to the bedroom to take a shower and put on her pink pajamas.
Then she took out the things Lin Jinrong gave her and turned to go to the kitchen to pour water.
Duan Zichen was half asleep and felt thirsty. He picked up the cup on the bedside table and drank a large glass of water.
After lying down, I don’t know how long I slept.
The door of the study was pushed open and he smelled a familiar fragrance in the air.
After opening his eyes, he was confused.
Seeing the enlarged and delicate face in front of him, his black eyes suddenly widened.
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