Mistakenly pet billions of cute little wives

Tang Jinjin raised her eyes and glanced at the mysterious Mrs. Leng, then shook her head, "I don't know."

"It's a high-end restaurant and hotel, including West Point. It just so happens that Yan Chi needs to open up a new field. Mom will invest in you. How about you go and try your skills?"

Tang Jinjin was stunned when she heard that, "But I haven't graduated yet."

"It's okay, let me tell you, Yan Chi is very picky and has extremely high requirements for food. He looks rigid and serious, but he loves sweets.

But so far, I haven't found a dessert that suits his taste, our Jinjin is so sweet, maybe he likes you~"

Madam Leng joked with a smirk.

Tang Jinjin was a little surprised.

Leng Yanchi likes to eat sweets?

A serious and aloof man like him would actually like desserts?

The contrast is a little too big.

"Mommy~~ I'm going to be shy." Tang Jinjin cast a coquettish look at Mrs. Leng.

She really felt that this mother-in-law, who was as elegant and dignified as a queen, was sometimes as cute as a little girl.

This more than a month of getting along has really warmed and healed her.

Looking at Mrs. Leng, Tang Jinjin suddenly smiled softly: "Mum, you are so kind. I used to be afraid of bad mother-in-law always being talked about on TV, but after meeting you, I think you are more handsome than you." Son, I prefer to live with you, haha."

Tang Jinjin smiled, but at the same time felt a little sad.

If he divorced Leng Yanchi and couldn't see such a lovely girl, he should be very disappointed.

Thinking of what my uncle has done, Madam Leng is really kind-hearted in comparison.

Mrs. Leng gave a doting smile: "Mummy is not only the best mother-in-law in the world, but also the best grandma in the world, Jin Jin, please do your best. Yan Chi is coming home today, and a little farewell is better than a newlywed~~"

Madam Leng smirked, not to mention the obvious meaning in her words.

"Mom, you still said that Leng Che doesn't look like you. He has learned from you and is not serious every day."

Just as Mrs. Leng was giving birth, Leng Yanchi came forward with two gifts and put them on the table. At the same time, she didn't forget to say to her mother in a deep voice: "As usual, gifts."

Mrs. Leng gritted her teeth angrily, and glared at her son angrily: "If I was not serious, could I have given birth to such an excellent son as you? It is not because of my mother that you can have the gene of today's good looks, figure, and so on. A father with such excellent genes, and a beautiful mother like me!"

Leng Yanchi raised his eyebrows and glanced at his chattering mother.

"Mom was right."

"Hmph, go ahead and give Jinjin a little cotton-padded jacket for mom to bring. You see, Jinjin is small and cute, how well-behaved and juicy. If we give birth to a daughter, we can choose whatever little cotton-padded jacket is for the best of our family."

Madam Leng couldn't help staring at Tang Jinjin's stomach as she spoke.

That look of anticipation.

Tang Jinjin made him want to dig a hole in the ground.

"Mommy, I have a gift, open it quickly." Tang Jinjin pulled Mrs. La Leng's arm, signaling her to stop talking.

Her face was almost familiar, and she was ashamed to see people.

She was actually pregnant with a child, but it wasn't Leng Yanchi's.

The incident of the five thunders and bangs this day has already broken her down enough that she can't help but break out in a cold sweat when she mentions the child.

"What kind of gift is it? It's nothing more than some jewelry and diamonds. It's rare. I want a granddaughter, and I want a little padded jacket!"

Mrs. Leng pushed the gift aside, and looked at her son with her hands on her hips.

That posture seems to be on the bar.

Tang Jinjin was dumbfounded.

Leng Yanchi remained unmoved, put down the gift and walked out, as if he was used to his mother making trouble for no reason.

"Hey, brat, what's your attitude!"

Leng Yanchi continued to ignore and walked out.

Mrs. Leng is about to explode.

He picked up the rose that had not been pruned and threw it at him.

Leng Yan tilted his head to dodge without any trace, and then stretched out his hand to hold it accurately.

The thorns on it still pierced his palm.

Leng Yanchi looked down at the palm of his hand, took a deep breath, and walked over.

Madam Leng and Tang Jinjin both held their breaths, looking at his bewitchingly handsome face, their big eyes met small eyes, and they were cute in an instant.

Leng Yanchi threw the flowers on the table, and looked down at the little girl beside her: "Come on."

Tang Jinjin: "..."

"Come on, Jinjin, you have to do your best, otherwise, what will happen to your mother's little padded jacket?"

Tang Jinjin lowered her head in shame, covered her face with her hands, turned and walked towards the living room and dining room.

Leng Yanchi looked at that look so shy that he ran away, and his thin lips curled into a slight smile.

When he retracted his gaze, he cast a helpless glance at his mother.

"I'll bring your little padded jacket back."

"Mom is not talking about your brother, but your daughter."

Leng Che automatically ignored this sentence.

But after saying this, he suddenly thought of one thing.

That night, he didn't take any measures. If the little girl didn't understand, she might really have a child in January.

Thinking of this, Leng Yanchi's mild expression just now became a bit cold.