Mrs. Mo is super rich

Zhuang Xiaomin once imagined how romantic and grand her wedding should be, but she never imagined that her wedding would be so hasty.

Even the groom didn't come, but the housekeeper came to welcome the bride. She came down from the stairs and got into the car by herself. There was no one to send the bride off, but Zhuang Jingye's family of three stood at the door and waved their hands.

At that time, the smiles on the faces of the mother and daughter were like flowers, and her heart hurt when she saw this scene, but when she thought about her poor mother, although her face had been wet with tears, she didn't feel any pain. complain.

The wedding team took him directly to Mo's villa, and didn't even let her go to the banquet. She even wondered whether there was a banquet in the wedding.

But she didn't care about these. After the servant came directly to the wedding room, she sat on the bed and waited, waiting for the man. He was very confused and didn't know how to deal with the next scene.

"Kangdang..."

Zhuang Xiaomin, who had already fallen asleep sitting on the bed, was startled awake by the loud sound of the door opening.

Opening his sleepy eyes, he saw a somewhat blurred man rushing towards him. Perhaps because he accidentally fell asleep just now, his eyes were blurred at this time, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Woman, you are so courageous that you dare to marry for my sister, but once you enter the door of my Mo family, you will enter, and it will be difficult to get out, so you should stay here."

The man reached out and grabbed Zhuang Xiaomin's chin, forcing Zhuang Xiaomin to look at him, Zhuang Xiaomin saw it for real now, isn't this man the one who almost bumped into him a few days ago man?

But at this moment, the man grabbed his chin, Zhuang Xiaomin couldn't speak at all, he could only stare at the man in front of him, wishing to stare at him to death.

"Let me tell you, you'd better not have any plans, otherwise I will make your death ugly. Now that you have entered the door of my Mo family, you should do what a daughter-in-law should do, and clean up the housework every day. Good food, don't wait for me to tell."

After finishing speaking, Mo Ziyuan pushed over fiercely and pushed Zhuang Xiaomin onto the bed.

Touching his painful chin, Zhuang Xiaomin stood up and looked directly at Mo Ziyuan.

"You man, why are you like this? Do you think it's rare for me to marry you? A scum with no sense of public morality."

Zhuang Xiaomin is not an easy boss either, although she usually doesn't know how to swear, but when she saw Mo Ziyuan in front of her, she couldn't help but want to swear a few words, after all he almost hit her last time , Not even an apology, and now such a machismo.

Mo Ziyuan didn't expect that the little woman in front of him would dare to scold him, so he looked at this woman carefully, and felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

But this woman was the first woman who dared to scold him, so he also thought of playing tricks.

"Oh, if you don't mind marrying me, then you can still enter the door of my Mo family. Since you don't like being my wife so much, then you can be my servant."

After finishing speaking, Mo Ziyuan laughed wildly. He felt that this feeling was really great, and he hadn't laughed so heartily for a long time.

Because of his father, the company is on the verge of bankruptcy. He has been tense every day for the past few months. He can't remember how long he hasn't laughed. He is dealing with various problems every day, but No matter how hard he tried, the company could not come back.

"ill!"

Zhuang Xiaomin was annoyed by the man in front of him, he still let himself be his servant, why?
This time, Mo Ziyuan did not argue with Zhuang Xiaomin again, but pushed Zhuang Xiaomin away, probably because he used too much force, Zhuang Xiaomin was directly pushed to the ground, and Mo Ziyuan Yuan fell on the bed.

Originally, Zhuang Xiaomin wanted to get angry, but she heard his snoring.

Zhuang Xiaomin stomped her feet angrily, but she couldn't do anything to a sleeping person, besides, she smelled heavily of alcohol just now, it seems that Mo Ziyuan must have drunk a lot of alcohol.

I wanted to ignore Mo Ziyuan, but Zhuang Xiaomin couldn't bear to see him lying on the side of the bed. After all, she was already married to this man. Although she didn't want to admit it, the feudal thinking taught by the dean's mother As a result, Zhuang Xiaomin simply couldn't ignore Mo Ziyuan at this moment.

After a lot of effort, he dragged Mo Ziyuan onto the pillow and covered him with a quilt. After all, Zhuang Xiaomin was born very petite, and Mo Ziyuan was 1 meters tall.

"I know that the dealer just despises my Mo family. It's about to become a commoner. That's why I asked you, an orphan, to marry into our Mo family."

Just as Zhuang Xiaomin was about to turn around and go out, he heard Mo Ziyuan's dreaming voice. At first he thought that Mo Ziyuan had woken up, but when he turned his head to look, he found that Mo Ziyuan was still asleep.

Zhuang Xiaomin sat on the soft couch at the end of the bed and began to think. No wonder the Zhuang family wanted to take him back to marry his sister. It turned out that it was because they looked down on Mo's company and closed down.

They really had a good plan. They wanted to climb high branches, but they let themselves, the orphan, come to cover them for them.

But now that I know it, what can I do?She was already married, and Zhuang Jingye also said that he would only tell her about his mother's cemetery when he returned home in three days.

She fell asleep before she knew it, and was woken up when she woke up.

"You don't even look at it. What time is it? Didn't you learn it when you were at your mother's house? Don't you know how to make breakfast when you get up in the morning? You let Ziyuan go to the company hungry."

Opening her sleepy eyes, Zhuang Xiaomin saw a woman who looked like a lady standing beside her, clamoring with her hands on her hips.

Now Zhuang Xiaomin was completely awake, she straightened up and sat up, only then did she realize that she was lying on the bed.

But it's not right, she was obviously on the soft couch last night, she was so terrified that she quickly lifted the quilt and saw that she was still wearing yesterday's clothes, she put her heart into her stomach.

"What are you doing? I'm talking to you. I don't have any education at all."

At this time, the lady's voice reached Zhuang Xiaomin's ears again, and she guessed that it was Mo Ziyuan's mother, her mother-in-law.

It is said that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is the most difficult to get along with, and Zhuang Xiaomin has already fully understood it after a while.

She was called by her mother-in-law to cook, but when she came to the kitchen, Zhuang Xiaomin looked at the pots and pans but didn't know what to do, after all, she couldn't do anything.

The dean's mother treats each of their children extremely well, so she is not willing to cook for them, so Zhuang Xiaomin has never cooked at all since she is so old.

"Don't tell me you can't even cook, so what do you marry? How did your parents teach you?"

Wu Xiuli looked at Zhuang Xiaomin who was standing in the kitchen in a daze, she was so angry that she couldn't hold back when she spoke.