The husband assigned by the state is too deep into the drama

Your wife and daughter put your good niece at the banquet, what's wrong?What a heartless one. " Fang Qiong cursed as soon as he opened his mouth.

Luo Maochang was dumbfounded when he heard that, apart from some inheritance left by his younger brother, where did he have any relics?Aren't those old clothes already cleaned up?
"What relic?"

Fang Qiong couldn't answer for a while. She didn't know what relics were there, but she didn't turn back when she opened her bow. She could only raise her momentum by shouting, "You still ask me, don't you know what your brother has? Hurry up and look for it!"

Luo Maochang was so yelled at by his wife that his eardrums almost burst. How could he dare to ask any more questions? He got up resignedly and came to a place where sundries were piled up, and kept muttering, "Brother, don't blame brother Ruthless, you are already dead, but the Luo family can't have a successor, your daughter will marry sooner or later, and after she gets married, she will be the daughter-in-law of someone else's family, my brother did this to protect the property of the Luo family."

The patriarchal concept of the older generation is deeply ingrained in Luo Maochang's mind.

Some sundries were piled up in a corner of the utility room. They hadn't had time to tidy up the villa not long after they moved in.

A bright spot attracted his attention, and Luo Maochang was startled, could it be that that stinky woman really hid his brother as a relic behind his back?

Looking at it in the past, it was just a box of embroidery needles. Thinking of his younger brother's career as a designer, Luo Maochang curled his lips in disdain, what kind of flowers does a big man embroider, really.

Fang Qiong was in a hurry here, and started urging on the phone, "Did you find it?"

In fact, Luo Qingyun had long understood that the relics and the like were simply lying to her again. The two of them looked at the mother and daughter like ants on a hot pot, as if they were watching a clown show, with their feet scalding and nowhere to escape.

Luo Maochang's voice came from the other end of the phone, "I found it. It's just a box of embroidery needles. I thought it was something."

Fang Qiong thought to himself, whatever it is, as long as it has it.

Luo Qingyun also heard it, and her eyes began to feel sour. When her grandmother was alive, she always told her that her father was the most talented designer in the world, and his embroidery needles could always perfectly embroider what people wanted.

"Go, I'll take you there." Xiao Yanxing grabbed Luo Qingyun's hand and walked outside the door, regardless of how anxious Dai Xueman stomped behind him.

As soon as the housekeeper said that Xiao Yanxing brought Luo Qingyun over, Luo Maochang quickly turned into a turtle, and hurriedly ordered the housekeeper: "Go and perfunctory, just say that I'm not here."

Just as the butler was about to agree, the door was kicked open from the outside, and Xiao Yanxing's tall figure appeared at the door, with invisible darkness in his eyes, "There is no need to perfunctory, hand over the needle."

Luo Maochang heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he came here to ask for a needle. He thought he was here to grab the inheritance.

Luo Qingyun's face didn't look good either, "Uncle, where is the needle left by my father?"

Luo Maochang has always regarded himself as Luo Qingyun's elder, but now he is being questioned by a junior, and just now he was reprimanded by his wife, how could he feel better.

So he took out the box of needles unhurriedly, but instead of giving it to her, he made a request, "Qingyun, you see, you are also a wife of a rich family now, Mr. Xiao can come to help you, so it must be the same." I care about you very much, you can't just forget about your mother's family when you have a husband's family, I'm your uncle, shouldn't you show something."

"Just tell me how much you want." Xiao Yanxing was impatient to hang out with him, and in his eyes, things that could be solved with money were nothing.

Luo Qingyun tugged at his clothes, shook her head lightly, "My uncle is greedy, so I can't promise him."

"It's okay, it's worth spending any money for you." Xiao Yanxing thought she would be very moved, after all, Dai Zijin said that women like men who spend money for her, but she doesn't seem very happy at the moment, could it be him? Made a mistake?

Luo Qingyun couldn't help but slander, you didn't do this for me, you showed your love to my uncle.

"Two million, as long as you give me two million, this box of needles will be yours."

"200 million! Why don't you just go to the street and grab it!" Luo Qingyun wanted to rush over and grab the needle directly, she stopped Xiao Yanxing's hand who wanted to give the money, "Forget it, 200 million is enough to buy tens of thousands of them Needle."

Luo Maochang held up the needle box and shook it vigorously, "Since you don't want it, I'll throw it away. It's a pity that my younger brother only left such a box of needles. His only daughter doesn't know how to cherish it."

"you!"

Xiao Yanxing patted her hand to calm down his anger, "Okay, here is a check for 200 million, bring the needle here."

"A check? Who knows if this check is genuine or not, you have someone send the money to my card."

Xiao Yanxing frowned. So far, no one has dared to speak to him like that.

But the other party is Luo Qingyun's uncle, and he can't really do anything, thinking about it really makes him breathless.

He decisively dialed out, "Assistant Sun, send 200 million to this account."

"Good president."

Special Assistant Sun was a little confused. I haven't heard of any investment from the CEO recently?Maybe it was to buy clothes for Miss Luo. The president is really kind to Miss Luo.

He was just about to transfer the money, but he suddenly remembered that Mr. Xiao once said that the money without investment purpose needs to be delayed for 24 hours. If there is a special need, it will be specially explained.

It has to be said that under Xiao's mother's strict discipline, Xiao Yanxing's money management ability is still very strong.

After getting the needle, Luo Qingyun was not happy. She was ashamed to have such relatives.

Xiao Yanxing drove the car with one hand, and stroked her hair with the other, "Don't be unhappy, he can't spend the money.

After returning to Jiang'an Liyuan, Luo Qingyun still ignored Xiao Yanxing. She was already very tired, and wanted to wash up quickly and lie down on the bed to rest.

After everything was done, Luo Qingyun finally lay down on the bed as she wished, but before she could close her eyes, Xiao Yanxing, who was wearing casual clothes, walked into the bedroom.

Luo Qing Yun asked with some doubts: "Are you not working today?"

In the past at this time, Xiao Yanxing would work in the study until late at night. She often couldn't see him before going to bed, and couldn't see him when she woke up.

"I'm tired today too, I want to come over to see if you've slept." Xiao Yanxing said.

When Luo Qingyun heard this cold tone, she knew that he was upset that she was angry with him today.

Luo Qingyun had completely forgotten about it at this time, but she did not expect that the famous Xiao Yanxing was still troubled by it, so she walked out of the bed with a wink and lightly poked Xiao Yanxing who was putting things away.

Xiao Yanxing seemed to have sensed it, and was not surprised, and continued with the movements of his hands.

"You're not still angry, are you?" Luo Qing Yun asked cautiously. In fact, she wasn't angry with him, she was angry that she was incapable of restraining her relatives' behavior.