The CEO's little sister is not honest again

What kind of family is this? This is the first time I’ve seen one. The real king is not Mr. Buddha, but grandma Ye. The little girl was still thinking. Wang Qun pushed her several times but she didn’t respond.

Wang Qun had no choice but to use his ultimate move and hit her on the back of the head, and the little girl finally reacted:

"Mom, this family is terrifying, isn't it? Luckily I made it in time, otherwise, it would be too chaotic."

Wang Qun didn't care about other people's homes. She only cared about what would happen if her daughter got cold while barefoot: "What kind of weather is it now, you're still barefoot, damn girl."

The little girl put down her shoes and found that one was missing: "Where is my shoe?"

"You don't know where I was hit. Here, I'll give you mine. Wear them first." Gu Yu took off his own shoes and put them on her when he heard her ask Wang Qun:

"Mom, didn't you send me the contact information of that postdoc? Why didn't I receive it?"

What an ungrateful person! Gu Yu was almost choked by her, and even his voice became colder: "Are you really serious?"

"Is it fair to Second Aunt to fake this kind of thing?"

Wang Qun looked at the two of them like children playing house and shook his head helplessly: "Oh, I forgot to tell you, your aunt called and said that the guy didn't like you, saying that you have a low level of education and there is a language gap."

The little girl lifted Wang Qun's chin and said slyly: "Wang Qun, you have learned bad things."

Wang slapped her hand away: "At first he thought you looked okay, but then his mother disagreed after hearing it."

"Don't mess with me in this life, or no one will dare to marry you." Gu Yu rubbed her hair to make it look like he was venting his anger, then pinched her cheeks and rubbed them, and then kissed her: "Who made you angry with me?"

"Uncle, I will go back with you to harvest rice tomorrow. I will definitely be more comfortable and efficient than your son-in-law."

Ouyang pointed at Gu Yu and said, "You're still calling me uncle."

"I don't have any money to change my words, and her daughter doesn't recognize me. Besides, if I change my words privately, that bitch won't let me get out of singlehood and will skin me alive. I've trained you to be a vicious woman, and you and that bitch are both my targets this year."

The little girl took off her shoes and threw them at his back. When she was about to throw another one, Wang Qun stopped her and said, "Li Xingmeng, please be aware that you are a guest."

"Go and stand facing the wall." Li Guoyun, who had been working, spoke. This strong and serious voice frightened Bai Guyu and the little girl so much that they froze in their place for a while. Guyu hurriedly explained, "Uncle and aunt were just joking."

The old man changed his tone and said, "You should also stand at the door of the living room."

"Grandma, she hit me first."

"There are so many people who won't beat you, so I'll beat you, you bastard. The girl is still yelling, so I'll beat her to death. If you don't want to beat her, then I'll beat you."

"Come on, wife, let's go to another place to study the rest of our lives. Come on up and I'll carry you on my back."

Gu Yu picked up his slippers and walked towards the living room carrying the little girl on his back.

The old lady laughed. It seems that we are the real clowns. The lifestyle of young people is never monotonous. "My dear relative, you are as backward as an old woman like me."

Ouyang pulled Li Mengxing to the living room and said, "Zhen Zhan, when did you, Gu Yu, become so obedient?"

"Why don't you two stand over there and act as gate gods?"

"I'm willing to sacrifice my life for a gentleman, but you're willing to sacrifice your life for a woman. Let me know when your grandmother comes."

"Would I be embarrassed to accompany my woman? It's better than you letting Li Mengxing live as a widow."

The little girl tilted her head and asked Li Mengxing: "What is a living widow?"

Before Li Mengxing could even open her mouth, Gu Yu took over the conversation: "Like Ouyang Qing, with a man around who does nothing and the woman has to do everything herself, this is called living a widow."

The little girl asked Gu Yu seriously: "Are you also a widow?"

Gu Yu thought that this guy had such a strong understanding ability and self-awareness: "I am a man, this is what a man should do. You are not doing it, and some people don't do it at all."

"Then let's put it this way, Li Mengxing, you divorce him, and I'll take you back to France, give you a manor, and make an exception to let you enter Xingyao. It's better than being a widow."

"You two deserve to be standing here." Ouyang Qing pulled Li Mengxing back to the living room and was almost pissed off by them.