Dominate the female queen with space: The husband is so stunning

Zhong Ran said mercilessly to Xiaojue, "I asked you to protect them not to bully them. If you do this next time, you can get out and don't get any information you want from me."

Xiaojue pursed her lips and walked out without saying a word.

When handling family matters, it is inconvenient for outsiders to be present.

Murong Chen said, "We will wait for you outside."

The group of people walked out of the building, only Murong Ying's eyes were still lingering on Yi Bing.

When Murong Bing saw Yi Bing and Sui Huan, there were only four words in his mind, "beautiful people in the world."

When she saw Xiaojue appearing again, she made up her mind to get these three men into her harem.

Zhong Ran helped Yibing go upstairs and made honey grapefruit tea before going out to continue the endless conversation.

Murong Bingpi said with a smile, "I can't tell you have so many stunning women hiding in your family. The sharp-tongued husband just now was Sui Huan who was kidnapped by Chu Hao. No woman with that look would not be moved by her. , Chu Hao’s death was so unjust.”

If the implication is that, if I encounter him, he will be kidnapped and humiliated.

The atmosphere immediately cooled down.

Sophie screamed in her heart that something was wrong. Before Murong Chen could speak, Zhong Ran had already grabbed Murong Bing's neck.

Lifting her up with one hand until her feet were off the ground, Murong Bing had difficulty breathing, her face turned from red to blue, and she was in a state of embarrassment.

Zhong Ran sneered, "It seems that you really don't understand me at all. I just protect my shortcomings, especially if I don't want others to discuss my man in public, ha! Who do you think you are?!" He looked at him as if he was looking at me at any time. Ants that can be trampled to death.

The fingers tightened tighter and tighter, Murong Bing stuck out his tongue due to lack of oxygen.

Murong Chen said hurriedly, "Bingxin is outspoken. Don't argue with her. Let her go first and let her make amends with you."

Zhong Ran threw them away without even looking at them. "I'm not in the mood to talk today. Come back early tomorrow." Without saying much, he turned around and entered the building, winking at Du Heng.

Du Heng understood and helped Murong Bing up. His tone was polite but his expression was cold, "The Second Princess doesn't understand Sister Ran yet, so you have to be more careful with what you say in the future."

Murong Bing shook off her hand and left angrily.

Murong Ying shook her head and said helplessly, "Sister Ran is too impulsive." Then she left.

The group left quickly.

Zhong Ran ate a steamed bun. She was so hungry that she went back to the kitchen to make food. She was making food vigorously.

When he turned around, he saw Lan Nanxing in a wheelchair. After being stunned for a moment, he asked with a smile, "Xing'er hasn't left yet?"

Lan Nanxing said with a smile, "I just ate one steamed bun and I'm still hungry."

Zhong Ran raised the spatula and said, "I'm cooking. Whatever you want to eat, I'll cook it for you."

Lan Nanxing lowered his eyelashes, fluttered a few times and said, "Let's make egg custard, drizzled with sesame oil, it's especially delicious." He finished a plate of egg custard last time he came here.

"it is good."

Ten vegetables were fried and served.

Yi Bing and Lan Nanxing had happily chatted together for a long time.

The four of them ate, chatted and laughed, which was very warm.

Yi Bing hesitated and said, "My wife, please ask Xiaojue to come in and eat together. He helped us pick up the kite after it flew out yesterday."

Sui Huan pouted, and although he was reluctant, he nodded and said, "Let him eat together. You scolded him just now, which was quite pitiful."

Zhong Ran put down his chopsticks and asked sternly, "What did you do to make him angry and kick you downstairs?"

Xiaojue is not a person with short legs, but has a weak sense of presence.

Zhong Ran rarely spoke to them in a stern tone. Her cold face was also very bluffing.

Sui Huan was so scared that she wanted to cry, but Zhong Ran said, "Don't cry."

Sui Huan stammered, "I...I just said that he...he was dressed in black...as if his father died at home..."

Zhong Ran narrowed his eyes, "Why did you curse him for no reason?"

Sui Huan couldn't stand Zhong Ran's strong momentum and finally cried out, "I don't know... I just don't like his outfit... My parents were killed by men in black... I can't see him dressed like that. …”

Zhong Ran's heart immediately softened.

His entire family was killed overnight, by men in black clothes...

"If you don't want to look at him, then don't look at him. I won't let him enter the main building from now on, but you can't curse other people's relatives. Okay, don't cry, the fish soup is already cold." Even a stone-hearted person can be melted by his tears. .

Sui Huan stopped crying, the tip of his nose was red and pitiful. Zhong Ran came up and kissed his nose, and said softly, "I'll feed you."

Sui Huan then smiled and ate in small bites, but still hiccupped in tears.

"Bing'er, serve him some rice."

Yibing served rice to Xiaojue, and the atmosphere at the dinner table became lively again.

Lan Nanxing looked at the scene of the three people living in harmony, feeling extremely envious.

He has never seen a wife who can do this for her husband. In the business world, she has dealt with so many women, and she has never fallen in love with anyone she met, married someone she met, and married someone who will be fresh for a few days. Just forget about it.

Some husbands only met their wives a few times until they died, leaving not even a son or a daughter behind.

"Is the wheelchair easy to use?" Zhong Ran asked.

Lan Nanxing nodded and smiled, "It's very easy to use. No one needs to push it, and it doesn't take much effort to climb hills."

"That's good."

Lan Nanxing asked hesitantly, "Ranran, did you make it yourself?"

"Well... I guess." She made simple improvements to the aluminum alloy wheelchair, which is definitely better than his previous wooden wheelchair. It is convenient, light and durable.

"I've never seen that material before."

"I got it by accident, I can't remember it clearly. It just works."

Sui Huan looked at the wheelchair and asked, "Sister Ran, did you do this?"

Yi Bing reminded her, "Drink the soup, it's getting cold."

She vaguely guessed that the wife had some secrets that could not be known to outsiders.

For example, there are endless ingredients at home, weird snacks such as lollipops and chocolates, etc. She used to ask where they got them, but the answer given by the wife every time was accidental and she couldn’t remember. I didn’t ask any more questions.

In short, the wife is a very powerful person.

Sui Huan was not as delicate as Yi Bing, so she didn't think much about continuing to drink the soup.

The market in the afternoon was bustling with people. Zhong Ran pushed Lan Nanxing to Lan's house. Lan Nanxing asked, "Do you want to sit in my courtyard?"

"Ok?"

"I rarely live at home, and most of the time I live in a small courtyard, just by myself." Sui Huan looked back at her, her eyebrows fluttering lightly, like two small brushes, and she was very well-behaved.

"it is good."

The small courtyard is not far from Zhong Ran's Xiaoyao Tower, just across an alley. Zhong Ran's Qinggong is just a few steps away.

The courtyard is quiet and elegant, with a lotus planted in the pond and a small boat.

The boat cannot be rowed, but it is a good place to drink tea and enjoy the scenery.

"You don't have to be busy, I'll do it myself." Seeing that he was about to get up, she hurriedly stopped him and went up to support him.

Lan Nanxing said, "It's the first time Ranran comes to my house. How can I not entertain him personally? I can do it."

Seeing his persistence, Zhong Ran had to let go of his hand and watched him stand up from the wheelchair, holding on to the wall and slowly moving to the place where the tea set was placed.

Zhong Ran was still worried and followed beside her, holding out his hand ready to support him at any time.

Lan Nanxing explained, "I can do it. My ability to take care of myself is still good." Like a stubborn child, he refused to let her help him, eager to prove that he could do it on his own.

Zhong Ran felt a little sad but didn't say anything.

Finally, a cup of tea was placed in front of her. The water vapor curled up and the fragrance of tea overflowed.