In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

At the dinner table, everyone acted like an uncle, shutting their mouths and eating in silence.

After having enough wine and food, the little old lady asked Lin Qingxi to come to the tea room for tea.

Han Laomo dragged Brother Zhang to the living room to smoke.

There was only Xuebao, no one yelling, washing dishes and cleaning up the aftermath alone in the kitchen. It was very pitiful.

"At the dinner table just now, if I hadn't given you face, I would have had to fight to the death with your aunt!" Han Laomo held a cigarette in his mouth and tilted his head.

"Do I have such a big reputation?" Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Old Mo Han. "I'm so flattered."

"What do you mean? Disgusting me?" Han Laomo glared at Zhang Ruoyu. "Don't forget, I am the head of this family!"

"If you didn't remind me, I really didn't know you had such a big reputation in the Han family." Zhang Ruoyu exhaled thick smoke.

"Thank you." Old Demon Han changed the subject. "If you hadn't stood up for me just now, I wouldn't even know where to put my fucking face."

"Then why did you come back?" Zhang Ruoyu frowned.

"Your aunt has a problem with me. Can I not show my face and let her take it easy?" Han Laomo curled his lips. "Do you think everyone is like your aunt and doesn't understand the world at all?"

"My aunt doesn't understand?" Zhang Ruoyu grinned.

"Yes." Old Demon Han raised his eyebrows. "Your aunt doesn't care at all."

"I know all the good things she did in Yanjing City!"

"Is it as outrageous as what you did back then?" Zhang Ruoyu asked with narrowed eyes.

"Blame me?" Han Laomo flicked the ashes from his cigarette. "I fell in love with that Sanba back then!"

"Besides, without the good deeds I did back then, how could you have such a stupid, sweet wife?" Old Demon Han said in disbelief.

"She's not stupid, she's smart." Zhang Ruoyu rolled his eyes at Old Demon Han. "I always feel that there is a shadow of you in her."

"Nonsense, if Xuebao is not like me, then he has been wearing this hat for decades and no longer wears it on my head?" Han Laomo was scared just thinking about it.

Zhang Ruoyu grinned and said, "I don't care what Xuebao's last name is."

"Are you a dog?" Old Demon Han stared angrily.

After smoking, he drank a cup of chrysanthemum tea handed over by Xuebao as an apology.

Old Demon Han smoothed his grandmother's gray hair in front of his forehead, stood up and said, "Let's go."

Then he walked out of Han's house calmly.

He didn't even say goodbye, which was very untutored.

Zhang Ruoyu watched Old Mo Han leave, feeling inexplicably complicated.

Old Demon Han came back this time, to put it bluntly, just for Xuebao's marriage, to give vent to his resentful aunt.

The world-famous King of the South, Han Qicheng, is considered to have a great character for being a father...

I went back to the kitchen to wash the dishes with Xuebao and mopped the floor. My aunt also finished her intimate words with the little old lady and prepared to leave.

"Auntie, why don't you stay here for the night?" Xuebao asked enthusiastically.

"No need." Lin Qingxi smiled gently. "I have a family."

She didn't stay in the hotel.

Her home is in happiness.

There are not only memories of her and Zhang Ruoyu's growth there.

Likewise, there is her childhood.

Having her and her parents, the best thing in that house.

It's a pity that her childhood was just as hard as Zhang Ruoyu's. Her parents died early and she was left alone.

"Then we will go back with you." Han Jiangxue is very knowledgeable.

"Please spend more time with your grandma." Lin Qingxi's red lips parted slightly and she said. "She needs you more than me."

She may not take Han Laomo, who is feared by everyone, seriously.

But for Mrs. Han, the Lin family devil respects her very much.

This old man has the most complete and perfect personality.

She deserves better company in her later years.

Xuebao didn't know what to say and glanced at Brother Zhang secretly.

Zhang Ruoyu paused for a moment and said, "Just wait for me."

After that, he turned around and walked back to the tea room.

He helped the little old lady who was sitting alone in the tea room in a daze, and said with a grin: "The bed in my house is not as big and comfortable as the bed in your old Han's house."

"I'm going to spend the night at your house. Can I smoke? Can I drink?"

Brother Zhang didn't even exert any effort, and the little old lady stood up on her own, showing great strength.

"You can't smoke or drink. Why are you going to my house? To sleep?" Zhang Ruoyu sneered. "Little old lady, can you tell the difference between a big king and a big king? In my house, we each have an ashtray. If it's not full, we can't sleep."

The little old lady slapped her thigh, and she was in an extremely excited state of mind: "Ruoyu, hurry up, take those two tributes under my bed, I'm going to die drunk tonight!"

"Do you want Xuebao to entertain us with a dance?" Brother Zhang helped the little old lady out and said with a grin.

"Forget it." The little old lady looked up and down at her grandson-in-law's plump chest muscles and young body full of male hormones. "You can dance just fine."

Brother Zhang raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll give you a whole section tonight!"

Xuebao and his aunt watched as Brother Zhang helped the little old lady out of the house. The little old lady also brought a change of clothes and two long hard cigarettes wrapped in black plastic bags.

He was stunned for a moment, with a happy expression on his face.

He makes a decision that satisfies everyone.

I can not only accompany my aunt, but also the little old lady.

A family should be neat and tidy.