Looking at her figure who was clearly escaping but was still calm, Okri couldn't help but shake her head, and then slowly walked to the closet to find the clothes she needed.

When will she accept him from the bottom of her heart?

"grandfather."

In the yard, the two of them walked hand in hand and saw the old man who was practicing Tai Chi in the yard and spoke together.

"Well, let's go to the house first and have dinner together later." The old man did not stop his hand, but just said to the two of them with a smile.

"Anran, come here." As soon as the two entered the house, the old lady who heard the sound from the kitchen waved to Anran with a smile on her face.

"You go and touch these pots, pans, and you don't have to pick them up, and you can't leak them." As soon as An Ran entered the kitchen, Mrs. Ming pointed at the liberal art desk and said with a smile.

Although I didn't understand what the old man meant, An Ran still did as he did. He saw a red envelope in the last bowl and looked at the old man suspiciously, but saw the old man smiled at her and said, "Take it, this is the rule."

rule?

"Thank you grandma." What's the rule? Although An Ran was a little confused, she obediently put it away.

"Touching these pots, pans and trays means that you are our Ming family. You must take good care of Mingrui in the future. His food, clothing, housing and transportation will depend on you. Do you understand?" Seeing An Ran satisfied, she put the red envelope in her sign language, the old man said earnestly, as if he was explaining something extremely important.

An Ran nodded, but secretly refuted in her heart, why did she be responsible for his food, clothing, housing and transportation? Does a woman have to become a yellow-faced woman after marriage?

In the spacious living room, Song Jiamei sat on the sofa while eating snacks while watching entertainment news leisurely. She seemed to be in a good mood. She had dried up and picked up the drinks on the table, but stopped because of the two people who suddenly appeared on the TV screen. Her eyes were full of surprise. She hurriedly put down the things in her hands, and she hurriedly found out her phone and pressed a number, while still staring at the TV.

On the screen, the woman in a white wedding dress had such a bright smile, and the man with a tall figure looked at her with such affectionate eyes. It shouldn't be, how could they hold a wedding?

"Mom, didn't I ask you to stop Song Anran from getting married? What are you doing?" As soon as the phone was answered, Song Jiamei's questioning with a bad tone immediately rushed out.

"What did you say?" Hearing Song Jiamei's questioning without hesitation, Wei Guilan on the other end of the phone couldn't help but frown slightly, obviously feeling a little unhappy with her daughter who fired at her as soon as she came up.

"Song Anran, she is married." Hearing her mother's casual tone, Song Jiamei almost jumped up in anger, and her voice couldn't help but raise two syllables.

"What? Isn't it possible?" Wei Guilan was startled first, and then said skeptical: "The household registration book is still in our hands. What marriage is she getting?"

"I don't care about my household registration book. I only know that she is now married, and it's a grand wedding. Confidential politicians from all parties attended and are on TV now." Song Jiamei repeated again angrily: "Do you know who she married? That's the secretary of the provincial party committee of T province. Do you know what the consequences are? The consequence is that our family will look at her face in the future. Kun's development in this city will be hindered. We used to treat her like that. Do you think that her success will make us feel better?"

"Panien Party Secretary? You, you, don't you?" Hearing Song Jiamei's sharp voice, Wei Guilan's heart slowly sank, and she had no time to think about Song Jiamei's unpolite tone.

"I don't care what method you use, I must destroy Song Anran's reputation in the shortest time. Even if she marrys that man, she must let the man's family drive her out. Otherwise, once Kun has an objection to us, you should know what the outcome will be if the Song family lost the "Meng Family"." After that, Song Jiamei hung up the phone angrily without waiting for Wei Guilan to answer.

Why?

Why didn’t Meng Zekun say a promise to marry her when she got pregnant, but Song Anran could marry such an outstanding man?

Song Jiamei stared at the woman who was smiling sweetly on the TV. Her teeth were chewing, and she suddenly smashed her phone over and stood up angrily. As soon as she turned around, she happened to see the man who was already standing behind her at some point.

"Kun..." Song Jiamei's angry arrogance disappeared in an instant, a stiff smile appeared on her face, and her heart was jumping.

When did he come? Did he hear what she just said?

In front of him, she was always noble, elegant, gentle and kind. She was a good sister who only cares about others. Now what would he think when he heard his words?

"Didn't the doctor say that you shouldn't eat these junk foods? They are not good for the fetus." Meng Zekun glanced at the messy snacks and drinks on the table and said in a deep voice.

"Uh... I can't help it for a while. You know that I'm used to eating these things and can't correct it for a while. But don't worry, it won't matter if you only eat a little bit." Song Jiamei smiled and gently grabbed his arm, looking like a little woman acting coquettishly.

"Okay, you have a good rest. I'm going to the company. Call me if you have anything to do." Hearing her words, Meng Zekun frowned without a trace. Without waiting for Song Jiamei to say anything, she picked up the briefcase on the table and walked towards the door.

"Then you come back soon." Hearing his words, Song Jiamei's eyes rolled, and she didn't care about his coldness. She followed him to the door like a little wife and gave her gentle instructions.

"Yes." Meng Zekun responded without comment and walked into the elevator without looking back.

Song Jiamei watched him disappear into the elevator, and then patted her chest with confidence and took a deep breath. He looked as if he hadn't heard what he said, otherwise his expression wouldn't have been so dull.
Chapter completed!