Marriage is natural, the president lures his wife into his arms

When the young couple came out of the old man's study, they met a beautiful woman waiting in the corridor.

"Mom, you—"

Liang Bohe let go of Zongzhengbei's hand and trotted up to her mother-in-law, holding her arm affectionately. It could be seen that she was very sad because Zongzhengbei's father sold the shares privately.

"What did grandpa say?"

Liang Bohe glanced at Zongzhengbei who was walking over, and comforted her with a coquettish smile: "Mom, grandpa is angry just like you, so everything you say is angry. Don't take it personally."

"Angry words? You don't know Grandpa well, but what he said is the truth!"

Zongzhengbei nodded and asked, "Then are you going abroad this time?"

"I'm going to take care of your marriage at home first. As for your father, I don't want to talk to him for the time being." Mrs. Zongzheng sighed, she still wanted to do something meaningful to the family, and didn't want to go abroad to see the man who was busy all day long. Busy look.

I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to hold a wedding on this outlet, right?

"Mint, come with me to my room."

"Mom, can't she hear something?" Liang Bohe didn't want her man to be left out, and didn't know what her mother-in-law would say to her. It would be better to let Zongzheng Bei follow.

Mrs. Zongzheng's beautiful eyes smiled at her son, "I didn't say I wouldn't let her come in, it's about your wedding, why can't he listen?"

"Oh..." Liang Bohe ran ahead excitedly, and made an 'OK' gesture behind her back, making Zongzhengbei immediately follow her into his mother's room, leaning on his mother's bed straight.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were sitting in front of the dressing table. Mrs. Zongzheng showed Liang Bohe the wedding list she had prepared, "Look, the hotels and travel destinations for your honeymoon abroad have all been booked. After the wedding, you will go abroad to play." For a while!"

Liang Bohe looked at her husband lying on the bed with his arms crossed, "Mom, that's what I'm thinking about... I think it's okay after the honeymoon, and if there's a wedding, I don't want to be too extravagant!"

"Hey! Our Zongzheng family probably won't hold any more weddings in the last 20 years, and we will have to wait until your children grow up to hold a wedding. Although our family is a wealthy family, you can see that grandpa is Very frugal."

"So, we want to hold the wedding in a church in a low-key manner..."

"Will that be too simple? The sense of ritual is also very monotonous."

Zongzhengbei interjected at the right time, "Mom, don't look at me, I always follow my wife's arrangements for weddings."

"You brat inherited this from your father—forget it, let's not talk about him."

"And, Mom, our wedding—will Dad be back sometime?"

"He should really go home, take advantage of this wedding at home, come back and admit his mistakes to grandpa, maybe grandpa will be in a better mood!"

Zongzhengbei sat up from the bed, too lazy to listen to the long chat between the two women, and the fruitless waiting made him uncomfortable. "Mom, have you set the time yet?"

"I think the sooner the better, you can't let your daughter-in-law wear a wedding dress with a big belly?"

"Then next Saturday! I can't wait!"

"You can't wait for anything?" Mrs. Zongzheng was amused by her son's impatient expression, and she glanced at the shy daughter-in-law, "Then do as you like, hold the wedding in the church next Saturday, and I will be responsible for inviting all relatives and friends Friends come to join."

Liang Bo suddenly remembered what Pang Yan said on the phone in the morning, and quickly waved his hands, "No, no, no! Not next Saturday! It's a bad day!"

"You still watch the day?"

"No... Pang Yan's ex will also get married next Saturday, and she was invited to the wedding! She told me this morning. I don't like having a wedding with that man."

"Who? Pang Yan has an ex? Does Mr. Yu know?"

"Hey... your skin is itchy, right? Why are you so concerned about other girls' affairs?"

Mrs. Zongzheng watched the young couple quarreling and felt it was funny, "Okay, let's postpone it for another week!"

"Okay! Thank you, Mom."

"Don't forget to make time next week to try on the wedding dress."

Liang Bohe went out happily holding Zongzhengbei's hand, and the wedding was finally going to be held.She originally wanted to hold a grand wedding to make that heartless man jealous.

But now she doesn't think so.With Zongzheng Bei so good at beating her husband by her side, she felt fortunate that he let go, so she had the chance to meet such a good man.

The young couple walked out of the house holding hands and were going to go shopping outside.

On the way to the shopping mall, Liang Bohe happily sent a message to Pang Yan saying that she was going to have a wedding, but the other party sent her a mournful emoji.

"My lord, why don't we go to the Oriental Hotel?"

Zongzhengbei was driving the car, "I'm jealous." He turned his head to look at her and said, "Why do we have to tie up with your best friend every time we go on a date?"

"Stop coming! I have something to talk to her about."

"If you dare to go, believe it or not, I'll tell Mr. Yu about her ex."

"How dare you! Cheapskate!"

Liang Bohe shook his head, really wanting to kick him hard to vent his anger.

However, Zongzhengbei is a very upright man, he did what he said, the two of them went to the shopping center and told Mr. Yu about it while Liang Bohe was in the restroom.

This whistleblowing really aroused the anger of Mr. Yu.

Pang Yan just came out of the meeting when she received a call from her boyfriend, who told her to go upstairs to their presidential suite to talk. Pang Yan couldn't be happy at all, so she went straight upstairs to the special VIP floor with her official documents in her arms.

Mr. Yu calculated the time when she would come up and greeted her at the door.

When the woman walked in in blue work clothes with a blank expression on her face, Mr. Yu was stunned for a moment, "Your manager meeting has been going on for so long, are you tired?"

"Tired? That's not the topic of today."

"Oh? Today's meeting is very important?" Mr. Yu closed the door and walked into the living room. When he saw the woman sitting on the sofa, she seemed still angry, so he became cautious.

"I'll make tea for you. Are you hungry? Would you like some snacks?" Mr. Yu sat down beside her and began to skillfully make tea.

Pang Yan nodded dully, "Desserts are fine, especially when you're not in a good mood."

"Why are you in a bad mood? Are you in trouble or—"

The man pressed on every step of the way, wanting her to tell him personally.

"I didn't expect that I wasn't rated as an excellent manager this year!"

"No—announced this at the manager's meeting?" This surprised Mr. Yu, and he immediately dismissed the idea of ​​asking about that matter.

Pang Yan reclined on the sofa, closed her eyes and meditated, not feeling at all that her failure was a joke.

Jingle Bell……

Mr. Yu heard the cell phone in the woman's bag rang suddenly, and turned around and asked, "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

"Don't look... the people above must be looking for me for tea! I really don't want to dump them today!"