Because of touching porcelain, I married into a wealthy family

Thinking of what happened today, she was still a little scared. If there was no Feng Chi, she might...

Thinking of this, Yu Wanzhou decided to take some time every day to enroll in a self-defense class.

If Feng Chi knew that she had such thoughts, he would definitely arrange two bodyguards by her side. Such a life was not much different from going to jail.

"I still have some work to do, so you go to bed first." Feng Chi adjusted the light for her, "Don't turn off the light when you are going to bed, so you can sleep peacefully." He was worried that without him by his side, she would have nightmares while sleeping.

After all, a lot of things have been experienced from Lancheng to Dijing.

"I'm not as fragile as you think, but I won't turn off the lights, I'll keep them for you, so you can finish your work sooner."

"it is good."

After Feng Chi left the room, she looked a little dark and glanced at the lights on the ceiling.

In fact, since those things happened to her, she really didn't feel safe when she slept, but after her father passed away, she had basically learned to be strong.

Feng Chi has helped her so much, she cannot always rely on it.

It may be due to psychological effects, Feng Chi was at home, she was not too scared, and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Just a few minutes after she fell asleep, Feng Chi came over with a stack of documents and notebooks, thinking that she was afraid that she would be afraid alone, so he came to accompany her.Unexpectedly, he fell asleep so quickly.

This little girl, with her tall body standing beside the bed, under the soft light, her ice-sculpted face was full of tenderness at the moment.

next day
Liang Qishan and Ming Lanxin went to drink morning tea with Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Zhu.

Everyone was chatting about health preservation, but Mrs. Zhu looked absent-minded.

"I said, Mrs. Zhu, could it be that you got up too early today and didn't give you a beauty sleep? You were absent-minded? You seem to have lost your soul."

Mrs. Zhu is round and beautiful, and she usually has the most appetite, but today there is a table full of refreshments and cakes, but she has no appetite at all.

Liang Qishan put the teacup to her mouth and blew gently. I'm afraid only she knows the reason.

"What do you know!" Mrs. Zhu stared at the phone with a sad face, and said, "My son didn't come home last night."

"Isn't it common for your son to be so flirtatious that he doesn't come home? What's the fuss about?"

Mrs. Zhu couldn't see that Mrs. Sun was always taking the opportunity to blame her son, she frowned, "My son has settled down a lot recently, he has to be busy with his father's business, how could it be the same as before, don't keep talking about my son , he can inherit the family business, can the daughter of your family inherit the family business?"

"Pfft, your son wants to be safe, so why are you frowning?"

"Last night, he said that he wanted to take something home to please his dad, but he didn't come home all night. He kept turning off his phone and it's still turned off. I'm worried about him."

"Maybe it's in a gentle town. Anyway, my daughter is very good. Even if she can't inherit the family business, she won't be like your son, and her reputation will be ruined."

Mrs. Sun took a sip of tea, and every word she uttered was mocking Mrs. Zhu's son.

"Stinky bitch, shut up, you just don't like me giving birth to a son, and you'll slander my son whenever you get the chance, how bad is your mouth? I don't know how you, Mr. Jiana, fell in love with you back then, your mouth is so vicious !"

Mrs. Zhu directly angrily threw the tea in front of her on the ground, and the sound of the glass falling to the ground and shattering was like a kindling wire, which ignited the flames of gunpowder between the two of them.

In the next second, Mrs. Zhu fought with Mrs. Sun in front of Ming Lanxin and Liang Qishan.

The two middle-aged women are nothing more than pulling their hair to see who has the best claws and the strongest strength.

Compared with strength, of course Mrs. Zhu has the upper hand.

"Oh, I said, can you stop quarreling all the time? We've been in a relationship for so many years. Aren't your sons and daughters all a piece of flesh? What's there to compare? Aren't they all the same? Anyway, it doesn't matter to your family. What a contribution." Ming Lanxin persuaded, but the tone of her persuasion was somewhat comparative.

It seems to be saying that her son never needs to be compared with others, and has been excellent since childhood.

After hearing these words, Mrs. Zhu and Mrs. Sun stopped tearing each other, and let go of pulling their hair, and both looked at Ming Lanxin.

"We two are fighting here, and you only say those sarcastic remarks? Your son is excellent, so there is no need to compare."

Seeing that the conflict between the two turned to Ming Lanxin, Liang Qishan immediately made a rescue, "Aunt Sun, Aunt Zhu, Aunt Ming didn't mean that, she just wanted you to stop fighting. And Aunt Zhu, don't you know that Young Master Zhu went to Where is it?"

"Qishan, do you know where he went?"

Hearing about her son, how could Mrs. Zhu care about arguing with Mrs. Sun? She was anxious for her son, and stepped forward to hold Liang Qishan's hands, "Where is my son?"

"I saw him at the car show yesterday."

"Auto show?" Mrs. Zhu nodded after thinking carefully, "I seem to have heard that he was going to some auto show and got something. Since he went to the auto show, he was doing business, but why didn't he come back all night?"

"Well... I, Aunt Zhu..." She hesitated to speak, as if she wanted to say but dared not.

Seeing her appearance, Mrs. Zhu was even more anxious, "Oh Qishan, you are really anxious to death, did something really happen?"

"En." She nodded.

"Say it!"

"Aunt Zhu, something happened yesterday. Young Master Zhu probably wanted to send a painting to Uncle Zhu. The first prize in the auction at the auto show yesterday was a painting. I heard that it was a collection of Master Mobao, so it was very popular. I remember Uncle Zhu also likes painting, so Young Master Zhu probably wanted to give this painting to him, but this painting was snatched away. Because of this, he had a dispute with others. Before I left, I saw them Arguing..."

When she heard that she had an argument with someone, Mrs. Zhu raised her heart and held her breath, "What's the end?"

"In the end... I don't know very well. He offended someone who shouldn't be offended. I thought the other party would let him go. I heard you said that he didn't come home last night. It's probably because of his mobile phone..."

"What!" Mrs. Zhu rolled her eyes and almost fainted.

Fortunately, Mrs. Sun next to her helped her in time, "Don't touch porcelain, don't worry, there are people in the capital that your son can offend, no matter how bad your Zhu family is, it is a big family anyway, no one will Dare to provoke your son, unless he is tired of life."

Although Mrs. Sun always bickered with her, she still listened to these words very well. As soon as she raised her heart, Liang Qishan added: "Sister Yu won that painting."

"Sister Yu?"

The two were slightly taken aback, Mrs. Zhu thought for a while, and asked suspiciously: "Sister Yu you are talking about, could it be Yu Wanzhou?"

Liang Qishan nodded uneasily, "Well, it's her."

After Mrs. Zhu heard this, there was no panic expression on her face, but she felt a little relieved, "Since I'm a woman, then I don't have to be afraid."

"That's right, what is Yu Banzhou? She's from a small town, even if she has the Bai family to support her now, it can cause some troubles."

"The Bai family..." Mrs. Zhu's expression softened a little, but she suddenly became nervous again. This Bai family is the second largest family in the capital, and the Zhu family can't afford to mess with it.

"Before I left, I seemed to see Brother Feng coming."

Hearing that Feng Chi had arrived at the scene, Mrs. Zhu's heart tightened, and two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks, "It's over, it's over! Offended Feng Chi, what should I do, Mrs. Liang, please call Feng Chi and ask about the situation. Look at yesterday..."

"Oh Mrs. Zhu, our Feng Chi will not be so disrespectful, let alone some small conflicts, he can't do anything to your son." Liang Qishan interrupted her, and said frankly: "Besides, she knows our The relationship between the two is good, even if offended, it will be for my sake and will not do anything to him."

After the words fell, Mrs. Zhu heaved a sigh of relief.

But before he was relieved for a few seconds, the mobile phone on the table rang suddenly.

An unfamiliar number, Mrs. Zhu didn't really want to answer the unfamiliar number, but because she couldn't reach her son, she answered it anyway.

When she picked up the phone and listened for a few seconds, she froze there.

After the phone was hung up, Mrs. Zhu fainted on the spot. Seeing this, Ming Lanxin and Mrs. Sun immediately called the restaurant waiter and called an ambulance.

Liang Qishan looked at this scene very calmly, but she had to pretend to be nervous.

Hospital
When Mrs. Zhu woke up, she found that her son had been severely injured by Feng Chi and sent to the hospital. He was also asked to make a statement by the police. Ming Lanxin was playing cards with Mrs. Sun. Hearing this, she suddenly felt bad.

"Your son is fascinated by that witch, and he won't look at your face at all. Mrs. Zhu loves her son dearly, and her son is her life. Now her son is seriously injured and sent to the ICU. I'll be with you." Mrs. Sun took out two barrels and cast a sideways glance at Ming Lanxin who had an ugly face.

As a result, Mrs. Sun's second tube put two punches, Ming Lanxin pushed the mahjong, and waved her hand upset, "I don't want to play anymore, I'm not in the mood, you don't know how to play cards, you always put punches! "

She got up, threw the winning money on the poker table, and walked out the door.

Seeing this, Mrs. Sun sneered and said, "What's the matter, do you think my old lady will still lick you like before? Your family, Feng Chi, doesn't take you seriously now, and you don't know how powerful you are!"

She cursed at the direction Ming Lanxin left.

white house
Yu Wanzhou took the painting to his grandfather's residence, and it happened that Bai Feiran was also at home.

"The one who agreed to bring the little steamed buns to show us?"

Seeing that she didn't bring her nephew back, Bai Feiran was a little disappointed. She put down the briefcase in her hand.

"I forgot, Second Aunt, next time, definitely next time!" She nodded apologetically, looked around, "Where's Grandpa?"

"Your grandfather cut flowers in the backyard."

"There are also flowers in the backyard?"

"No, those flowers and plants were left by your mother. For decades, your grandfather has been cleaning them."

When Yu Wanzhou came to the back garden, her grandfather was diligently pruning the flowers and plants. She stood behind her, hugging the painting. Seeing how comfortable her grandfather was, she smiled and called softly, "Grandpa."