On the evening of that day, Ye Lan "invited" back to the Xu family's ancestral home and staged a deep love scene with Mrs. Xu, Ye Zhiqiu.

As the wife of a country's president, Ye Zhiqiu is undoubtedly a top-notch expert in speculating on people's hearts and acting around, and An Yu will not deny it.

Therefore, this seemingly warm and caring conversation in the evening was actually a silent battle.

In the backyard, Ye Zhiqiu sat on a rattan chair in the eaves and was cooking tea. The Xu family’s rules were complicated and everyone had a unique hobby. One of Ye Zhiqiu’s hobbies was to make tea in charcoal.

She reached out and plucked the charcoal fire in the small stove, and said gentlely. "Since I was young, I liked the tea boiled from the stove. I picked the morning dew and soaked it in a high-quality purple clay pot with tea leaves for a while. The taste was excellent."

She said, reaching out to lift the boiling water to fill the celadon cup on the table. Seeing her move, An Yu stood up and wanted to take the kettle in her hand, but she turned it away, "No problem, I'll do it."

The hot water fell into the teacup, and the blue smoke blew, which made An Yu's eyes a little confused. Her words rang out again. "In today's era, with all kinds of tea making tools, others always laugh at me for being too backward and tedious, but I think that the thoughts of others are the thoughts of others, and I just like them myself, what do you have to do with her?"

After two glasses of water were filled, she put the teapot on her back, stroked her cheongsam and sat upright on the rattan chair. Her upright back and elegant posture were not something she could practice overnight.

An Yu looked at the tea on the table and did not answer her deep words.

Ye Zhiqiu said, "Everything in the world is generally like this, and the eyes of others are always from others."

She was borrowing things to compare things and making tea and telling about the rumors about her and Xu Shaohan’s flying scandals these days.

Other people’s opinions are always the same as others. Is this an admonition or an informing person?

An Yu dared not think deeply.

She raised her eyes and her eyes fell into the shade in the yard.

The fingertips that fell on the rattan chair pressed down.

But my heart was cold. No matter who the Xu family had enough ability to solve these scandals that were flying all over the world, but they didn't, which was enough to prove everything.

As for Xu Shaohan, he is a man and often goes around with gossip, so he naturally doesn't care about the news of these days.

But it's different from An Yu.

She was very clear in her heart, but when she faced Ye Zhiqiu's words, she was unable to refute.

Her mother-in-law is a smiling tiger with a compassionate appearance.

The Xu family is a swamp.

But at this time, I found that it was too late to be fashionable. At this time, An Yu's hatred for Hu Sui increased a little more.

"I have known your father for many years. It is a rule for returning to the door for three dynasties. Since Shaohan broke this rule, we should apologize. I will invite your father to come to your house for a meal another day. What do you think?" She asked in a low voice.

Since ancient times, what a glory is it for the emperor to invite ministers to a family banquet?

I believe she is also doing this today.

On the desktop, a text message sounded from the phone, which stopped her from responding to Ye Zhiqiu's words. She just glanced at it. Perhaps the number was too familiar to me. She picked it up and looked at it. After two seconds, she raised her hand to delete the text message, and calmly put her down her phone.

Voice nodded humbly and said, "Listen to you."

It seems like a spam message.

In fact, it was the dosage sent by that man.

After years of this, she has made Zhao Bo and Hu Sui lose their children and grandchildren so calmly. Now, it seems that this has become a daily event, as ordinary as three meals a day.

But her ordinaryness makes a cruel and ruthless person lose his son and grandson.

On that afternoon, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had their own thoughts, but the smile on their faces was full of love.

As the sun sets, Ye Zhiqiu gets up, takes the teacup in his hand and goes into the house, and follows Anyu.

The two of them stepped into the main house from the backyard and saw Xu Shaohan stepping in, with a little anxious face and pushing his shirt and sleeves high, which was quite unimpressive.

As soon as he came in, his worried gaze fell on An Yu.

Seeing this, Ye Zhiqiu smiled and teased, "Why are you chasing you? Is there anyone behind chasing you?"

Xu Shaohan looked at An Yu and saw that her expression was faint and there was no abnormality, so he responded to his mother's words casually with a smile; "I smelled the fragrance of the rice and left anxiously."

Upon hearing this, the butler and servant who were on the side laughed softly, and then secretly fell on An Yu's teasing eyes.

This is not because I smell the smell of the rice, it is obvious that I am worried about my lover.

If you really smell the fragrance of the rice, how could you look at your lover with nervous eyes as soon as you come in?

Ye Zhiqiu gave a angrily glance and said angrily, "I'm afraid that the only fragrance of food in this room can make you so anxious."

Xu Shaohan is the most favored existence in the Xu family. He is abusive to make his elders happy. "What did my mother say? My name as a filial son cannot make you so bad in vain."

Ye Zhiqiuheng glanced at someone, as if he was too lazy to speak to him, turned around and looked at An Yu and said, "The peony on the hillside of the backyard is blooming just right, so let Shaohan take you around?"

On this day, Ye Zhiqiu's purpose of calling her up was too obvious. How could An Yu not follow the arrangement of this mother-in-law?

In the evening, the ancestral home has receded from the heat. Walking in the forest, the cool breeze is blowing, and the unique fragrance of green grass in May is refreshing.

At dusk and night, Xu Shaohan held his hand in front, and An Yu walked slowly afterwards.

The man was wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers, An Yu was wearing a formal outfit and took off his coat, leaving a light blue chiffon shirt and a pair of beige trousers. These two men had the style of a professional couple.

Along the way, except for the cries of insects and birds in the forest, there was no more words.

The roads to the ancestral home are well-connected, and there are several roads leading to Shaoyaoyuan. On this day, Xu Shaohan chose the most difficult one to walk on, whether it was deliberately or not.

The journey is long and there are many gravels. It takes a river to bypass the bushes and cross a river, which makes people wearing high heels feel like they are being tortured.

An Yu had to slow down his pace with her.

Men are familiar with everything in this yard. When walking, their steps are not as fast as possible, but they must not be said to be slow.

The gap between men and women is much bigger than that of Anyu.

He walked forward with his hands behind his back, and after a moment, he might have noticed something. Looking back, seeing An Yu away from him, Xu Yuan, his brows were slightly tightened, and then he stretched out his hand, with a little disgust; "How come he is like a snail."

Upon hearing this, An Yu almost laughed angry.

She really wanted to know that all the women in Xu Shaohan used to fall in love with him only because they were blind?

While Xu Shaohan disliked her, he stretched out his hand to her. How contradictory?

Perhaps seeing her hesitation, Xu Shaohan said, "The road ahead is difficult. If it is slow, you will miss dinner."

When he said this, his face did not blush and his heart did not beat, and his eyes looked at An Yu with a faint look.

Waiting for her response.

Xu Shaohan is so sinister and cunning. The roads of the Presidential Palace are well-connected. He knew that his lover was wearing high heels but he still chose a difficult road. What is the purpose?

And An Yu, his indifferent gaze fell on him, as if he wanted to see what conspiracy this man was doing at this time.

Her hand never stretched out.

Xu Shaohan probably expected this to happen, and spoke gently, with advice; "There is no one on the way forward. If only I am with you at this time, who can extend his hand to you except me?"

He is a wealthy businessman. Over the years of fighting in the shopping malls, he has cultivated a scheming as deep as the sea. When he treats his lover, he first bowed his head generously and admitted his mistakes. He bowed his head several times without success and began to threaten him. Then, he was in danger and began to advise him in the manner of a fellow traveler.

Xu Shaohan is a man with a heart-warming appearance, and his scheming is too deep.

His shallow words are more than just the future, and they almost cover the rest of his life.

On the fifth day after the marriage, after whispering in a low voice to please him, he began to change his strategy to plan the marriage.

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One leaf knows the world's autumn----Leaves knows autumn

Ah! Since someone in the comment section saw the foreshadowing, I am so happy to read it. Manager Xu, Zhao Shuyan, two big Buddhas,
Chapter completed!