After the divorce, I married my ex-wife's best friend!

Chapter 11 When ordinary people become units of measurement
Wang Hao was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and immediately realized: "Oh yes, it's not too much to call me brother in terms of age."

Guan Xiaotong: "..."

After glaring at Wang Hao viciously, Guan Xiaotong said dissatisfied: "You are still called brother, why don't you go to heaven? We are legally married now, you should call me dad!"

"Oh yes! I almost forgot if you didn't tell me, my...my parents should come to see you son-in-law in a few days!"

When this matter was brought up, Guan Xiaotong felt extremely stressed.

With her father's temper, she will definitely have to fight Wang Hao at that time.

But judging by Wang Hao's appearance, he probably won't fight back...

"So fast? Didn't you say that they are still abroad?"

Wang Hao said lightly.

"Hurry up... My daughter didn't say hello to them when she got married, and she didn't rush over overnight to beat you up!"

Guan Xiaotong pouted: "Anyway, the two of us have to cooperate better when the time comes, and try not to let the two elders see anything, but this is just a stopgap measure, the best way is..."

In the middle of speaking, she suddenly fell silent, buried her head and kept cooking.

Wang Hao is the most half-talked by others, especially since she is a woman, it is hard to guess.

"What else?" Wang Hao asked with a sigh.

"Didn't they all say not to put coriander? I don't want to eat it... Forget it, give me some more rice!"

Suddenly, Guan Xiaotong slammed the chopsticks, held the bowl in one hand and handed it to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao was speechless, took the bowl, and suddenly felt that the little girl in front of him was quite interesting, adding some color to his unchanging life.

……

At 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, the countryside in the countryside is extremely quiet.

Sitting on Wang Hao's bed, feeling the masculine breath of the quilt in his arms, Guan Xiaotong's heartbeat accelerated, and he asked timidly: "Honey, you let me sleep in your room, so where do you sleep?"

"Backyard." Wang Hao casually placed the thorns he picked outside today on the bedside, and replied lightly.

"Outside? Aren't you afraid of mosquito bites?" Guan Xiaotong became worried.

"What are you afraid of? Mosquitoes can't kill people."

Wang Hao was talking, but the work in his hand didn't stop.

Watching him neatly put the paper strips of plants that he had never seen before neatly on the bed, Guan Xiaotong asked in a strange way: "Honey, have you lived here alone all these years?"

"Well, why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Hearing this, Guan Xiaotong bit his lip, wondering what he was thinking.

Guan Xiaotong didn't make a decision until Wang Hao had placed the thorns and was about to turn around and leave.

She was a little anxious, but also a little determined in her anxiety, and shouted at Wang Hao's back: "Wait, don't go!"

"Is there anything else?" Wang Hao asked doubtfully.

Wrapped in the quilt, Guan Xiaotong moved to the side, and timidly poked out his small hand from under the quilt, patted the rest of the day, looked out the window and said, "You...you sleep here, it's cold outside..."

Looking at the remaining half of the bed, Wang Hao's heart skipped a beat. No matter how cold and calm he is, he is a man after all. Once some things reach a certain level, he doesn't think about it.

"Forget it, it's cool outside." Unusual, Wang Hao hesitated.

"Don't ink it, can you! I'm scared by myself!"

At this time, Guan Xiaotong's trembling but firm voice came from the bed.

After Wang Hao thought about it for a while, it seemed that this was indeed the case, and it was indeed not appropriate to leave a girl alone in the wilderness.

So, he walked to the bed and lay down gently.

Guan Xiaotong got into the quilt with his whole body, with his back to Wang Hao, as if he had been petrified, without moving.

She wasn't afraid of what Wang Hao would do to her, even if she did, frankly speaking, she wouldn't react too much, after all, she had already received the certificate, and it would be unreasonable not to do something.

The reason for this is because it is too tense!

She grew up so big, her hands have never been pulled by other men, and now she is sleeping on the same bed with a man, this span is too big!
……

In the dead of night, Guan Xiaotong was in a turmoil and couldn't fall asleep when he heard the gradually even breathing sound behind him.

After making sure that the person behind her was finally asleep, she turned over lightly, put her chin in both hands, and quietly looked at the sleeping face.

After an unknown amount of time, her eyes slowly closed and she fell asleep.

But at this moment, in a certain villa area, the old man thought that he was watching a video sent by his son, and his eyes couldn't hide the heat.

In the video, it is the scene of Wang Hao's study.

The old man's name was Zhao Yaodong. Because of his age, he didn't look tall and was dressed plainly.

But in the business world of Huaguo, everyone knows the name Zhao Yaodong.

From starting from scratch to becoming a household name, the Zhao family's business empire has amazed all the wealthy businessmen in the country.

Although he has now retired, his reputation in the industry will never be erased.

But at this moment, because of an edited video, this legendary old man's stagnant body began to tremble, and his eyes flashed with incomparable longing.

"This...is really the legendary Nanzhou Blood Inkstone!"

Zhao Yaodong's voice was full of disbelief, and his eyes were fixed on the desk in the study.

Like Wang Hao, Zhao Yaodong is also an avid calligraphy lover. In addition, he is not short of money, so he has spent money to buy many authentic works by famous artists, and the house is full of them.

So when I saw the Nanzhou Blood Inkstone that had been auctioned to 1.2 million yuan, I immediately became energetic.

Of course, calligraphy lovers are not limited to them.

I don't know which great immortal uploaded the video of Wang Hao writing on the Internet, and it was very popular. People who really like calligraphy and painting collections, how could they not recognize the Nanzhou blood inkstone on Wang Hao's desk.

Almost at the same time.

A bib big V who commented on antique collections reposted Wang Hao's video on his bib, and deliberately framed the Nanzhou blood inkstone on the table, revealing its past and present to the majority of netizens.

Just ten years ago, a mysterious wealthy businessman auctioned it off at a sky-high price of 1.2 million!
There was an uproar all over the Internet for a while, and the words of this "brick man" were also recorded by the headlines of major online media, and the editors of major websites rushed to work overnight.

"The owner of the Nanzhou Blood Inkstone showed up, and she is the wife?"

"The most valuable collection in Huaguo, if you've heard of one, you'll be awesome!"

……

Weibo, Pizhan, Zhihu, all major websites have gone crazy, and now people all over the country know that the Nanzhou Blood Inkstone worth over [-] million is in the hands of a man named Wang Hao.

After digging into his identity, the netizens on the whole network dropped their jaws in shock, he was actually an assembly line worker!

And the anchors of Inspur TV who stayed up late to live broadcast were all stunned.

What the hell!

Isn't the person on the video Guan Xiaotong's husband!I'm afraid it's not for hype!
It shouldn't be, the brick family has spoken, and that blood inkstone is definitely not fake!
At the same time, Guan Xiaotong's closed live broadcast room for a long time, countless people frantically poured in, not only fans, but also passers-by who heard the news.

Barrage: "You say you are an ordinary person!"

Barrage: "Is this an ordinary person from a rich family?"

Barrage: "Question: Mr. Wang bought Nanzhou Xueyan for more than 1.6 million. Mr. Wang is an ordinary person. I bought a house for 160 million. How many ordinary people am I?"

(End of this chapter)