The fake daughter's husband is reborn

Mr. Zhou looked at the two of them suspiciously and said, "Okay, just accept each other. Jingjing, I still say the same thing. If Jiyun treats you badly, just tell me. Although I am old, I can still deal with him."

"I know that you are still strong and healthy, Grandpa. Jiyun treats me very well." Xie Jing supported the old man's arm: "He really is not bad to me. Besides, I am very happy that the man is making a career out there."

Of course, it would be better if Zhou Jiyun could be away on business for a longer time. Xie Jing really likes the days when her rich husband is not at home.

Mr. Zhou muttered, "Am I not keeping up with the times? Aren't these young couples always so clingy when they first get married? Or have the times changed again?"

Xie Jing hurriedly explained: "It's really not true, Grandpa, you are very trendy. Our situation is special and cannot be compared with others."

Zhou Jiyun was also very considerate in helping to share the anger, after all, he was the one who caused this matter: "Grandpa, don't worry about us, we will manage our own lives well."

"You run it? What do you run it with?" The old man knocked his cane hard: "People who go on business trips right after getting married have no right to speak."

Xie Jing turned her head away to hide the smile on her face, but then she thought that she shouldn't be too arrogant. What if Zhou Jiyun didn't go on the business trip in the end?

"Grandpa, let's have breakfast. I can smell the delicious food. What's good for breakfast?"

Old Master Zhou glared at Zhou Jiyun, meaning that you kid just wait for me. When facing Xie Jing, he smiled kindly: "Jiyun said that you like sweet breakfast. Xiaoyun specially made purple potato buns and milk buns this morning."

Xie Jing immediately gave it an emotional value: "It smells so good, it must taste great, Aunt Yun is such a great cook!"

Xie Jing has never been a weak hand when it comes to fighting for her own rights, and she and Zhou Jiyun are in the same camp. Now, just a few nice words are just a drizzle for Xie Jing.

Aunt Yun was really flattered by Xie Jing's flattery. She smiled until crow's feet appeared on the corners of her eyes. "Jingjing, if you like it, I will do it for you next time. But Jiyun is away on a business trip, and it will be a problem for you to live and eat alone..."

Xie Jing quickly refused: "I can make something simple, you don't have to worry about eating, I can take care of myself."

She was a person with a strong sense of boundaries. She felt uncomfortable when an outsider suddenly appeared in her territory. Besides, Aunt Yun was the one who took care of Grandpa in the old house. What would it mean if she took him away?

Zhou Jiyun understood what Xie Jing meant: "Don't worry, Aunt Yun, there are many restaurants near our home. If Jingjing doesn't want to eat out by herself, she can go out and eat."

Aunt Yun just smiled, wiped her hands and went into the kitchen. It was not her place to interfere in the affairs of the master's family.

When Fang Qin came in, she saw the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren sitting at the dining table, talking and laughing. She was so angry that her teeth were about to break. The old man liked Xie Jing so much that he might as well pack up the entire Zhou family and give it to her, but she still had to pretend to be a filial daughter-in-law.

"Dad, I can tell from the noise in the living room that you're in a particularly good mood today."

"The second son's wife is here," the old man greeted her indifferently, "I'm in a good mood every day. Jiyun and Jingjing have a good relationship, so I'm naturally happy."

"Jiwen is not young anymore, and you as a mother have to take care of things. Jiyun is already 30, and Jiwen is only two years younger than him. Jiyun is married, and Jiwen is the only one left at home now."

Xie Jing giggled, Zhou Jiyun looked at her helplessly: "Grandpa, I'm only 29, not even 30 as you said."

"What's the difference?" The old man snorted, "Nowadays, people count their age in lunar years. Your lunar age is 30. Who would count your real age?"

"Besides, someone who is leaving home right after getting married has no right to speak."

Zhou Zhida happened to be sitting at the table. When he heard this, his eyes flickered: "Jiyun is going on a business trip?"

Zhou Jiyun avoided the main point: "Well, I'll be out for a few days, about Rongsheng's matter."

As long as it was not about the family company, Zhou Zhida didn't pay much attention to it. Although he was also envious of Rongsheng's big cake, Zhou Zhida was sure that if he dared to reach out to Rongsheng, his nephew would not be as gentle as he seemed.

Therefore, Zhou Zhida laughed and said, "It's not good to leave Jingjing and go on a business trip right after getting married, right?"

Xie Jing was about to pick up a milk-flavored bun, but she immediately put down her chopsticks after hearing this. Zhou Zhida's intention was to speak up for her. But if you think about it carefully, you will find that this guy is a bit of a green tea fan.

If she really fell for this provocation and quarreled with Zhou Jiyun, it would only make Zhou Zhida's family happy. She, Xie Jing, would never do such a thing that would harm herself and benefit others.

So she put the milk-flavored bun she liked on Zhou Jiyun's plate and said, "As a man, you should put your career first. Career is the best medical beauty for men, better than any external halo."

Zhou Zhida choked and thought that the wife his nephew had found looked cold and spoke in a harsh way.

Zhou Jiwen said, "Sister-in-law, my brother doesn't like sweets...Sister-in-law, you don't even like this..."

Xie Jing thought to herself, are all the Zhou family members green tea? Especially Zhou Jiwen, she could smell the tea aroma from him even from such a distance. But who is Xie Jing? She is the kind of person who will not suffer any loss.

She smiled and said, "I know Jiyun and I have different tastes. Aren't husband and wife supposed to accommodate each other? I like sweet food, so he has to adapt to it, and he will get used to it slowly."

"Brother, you don't understand until you get married. You will understand when you get married. Whatever the wife likes, the husband must like, don't you think so?"

Xie Jing would never go along with what Zhou Jiwen said. Who knows whether Zhou Jiwen's statement that Zhou Jiyun doesn't like sweets is true or not? She simply led the topic to the relationship between husband and wife, so that Zhou Jiwen's attempt to use their emotional discord to make trouble would be in vain.

In order to annoy Zhou Jiwen, Xie Jing made great sacrifices and even called out her husband. She shuddered when she said that. She was simply overwhelmed by herself.

Zhou Jiyun even noticed the chill on Xie Jing's face after she finished speaking. Seeing Xie Jing asking for his opinion, Zhou Jiyun calmly picked up the fuse - the milk-flavored bun, and then calmly took a bite: "Yes, my wife is right, it's really sweet."

Eh... Xie Jing rubbed the goose bumps on her arms in a place where no one could see. When it comes to greasiness, she is not as good as Zhou Jiyun. She hurts the enemy by a thousand and hurts herself by eight hundred. She is greasy by herself.

However, Zhou Jiyun's greasy body was completely unharmed, and instead caused critical damage to others, such as her.

Looking at the people at the table again, except for Zhou Zhida's family who looked a little strange, the old man laughed and clapped his hands: "Jingjing is right. Aren't couples supposed to adapt to each other? Jiyun did a good job on this point."