Contract CEO: Peeping at his cute wife and being attacked

An Bihuai did not have such a big family business at the beginning. When he was young, he was a migrant worker moving bricks on the construction site. Because of a chance, he got a pair of dragon and phoenix gold inlaid jade, and they were priceless antiques.

An Bihuai sold the pair of jade pendants at that time, and only then did he make his first fortune in starting a business.

So after buying the house, he tried his best to make himself appear dignified, and even the place where he lived had to see the glitter of gold.

When there is nothing to do, other people play golf, or make an appointment for a game of poker, or go fishing with two or two people on vacation, or collect collections. Except for business contacts, Abihuai and those big guys hardly hang out with them. , but at home, looking at the golden color of the room, drinking some small tea is very pleasant.

But today, he was not at all comfortable. Sitting alone on the sofa, his entire face was almost blackened to coal.

Below him, there are two women sitting side by side. Usually these two women also wear exquisite makeup, and they are domineering wherever they go. Today, they are just like the eggplants that Qiu Shuang beat, and they are listless.

"Hey..." I don't know how many times Zeng Huarou sighed. She raised her head, looked around in a daze, and said in an extremely frustrated voice, "Husband... Do you think our good days are coming to an end?" gone?"

In the past, in order to show her unique identity, she also called An Bihuai "Master" like those big-name households in TV dramas, but now, she felt that the end of the world was coming, and she didn't have the mood to show off.

An Bihuai was still sitting there with a blank face and hadn't spoken yet. An Shuangshuang beside her couldn't sit still anymore. She stood up suddenly and shouted angrily: "No! I'll call Lin Bo again, I'll Could it be that he changed his mind about what he promised me?"

"What are you calling?" Zeng Huarou pulled her arm, and then dragged her back to the sofa: "The people over there said that after Nephew Lin went back, he seemed to have been strongly frightened by the car accident. Locked in the house and no one is seen. Now his mother is going crazy, insisting that marrying us has brought bad luck to her son, and it is too late to avoid us now? How can she help us?"

An Shuangshuang seemed unwilling, grabbed the phone again, and dialed Lin Bo's number, "Hello, the number you dialed..."

Before the customer service lady could finish speaking, An Shuangshuang directly hung up the phone, and dropped the phone on the glass coffee table in front of her: "Ahhhh...we can't just sit around like this! Lin Bo's uncle won't let you die!" If we inject capital, Anshi will be finished!"

Zeng Huarou pulled a tissue, wiped the sweat from the tip of her nose, and turned to look at An Bihuai who was aside: "I said husband, you call Xiaoyi again, this Lin Bo doesn't see anyone, why does she also close the phone?" Lost the phone? She is the woman Lin Bo called for now, let her go to ask Lin Bo's parents, we should still have time."

"Hmph!" An Bihuai, who had been silent for a long time, finally snorted heavily, and continued: "I don't usually burn incense, so I hold Buddha's feet temporarily. I told you to be nice to that girl before, but you didn't listen. What's the matter now? You need to use it." I'm dead, so let me sell this old face?"

"Hey! Old thing! What are you talking about? Am I not good enough for her? If I hadn't insisted on keeping her, would she have grown up so big? Shouldn't I repay us now? Anyway, she have to marry,"

"Dad! Mom!" An Shuangshuang was impatient: "Can you stop arguing? Now we are discussing how to save our Anjia. Can you solve the problem by arguing so much?"