Invincible daughter-in-law

When Lang Yan and Fula returned to the villa, they saw He Zhuolun sitting on the sofa and looking at the documents. Behind him stood He Da, He Er, He San, He Si, and He Wu. He looked warily at Lie Sen who was sitting on He Zhuolun's left.

Liesen drank tea leisurely, as if this was his own home, leaning on the back of the sofa, looking at An Qiluo who was rubbing his nails with his nails.

For a moment, Lang Yan seemed to see three trials.

Sitting on the sofa facing the door, An Qiluo saw Lang Yan come back, and immediately shouted happily: "Little Lang Lang, you are back."

He Zhuolun raised his head and looked towards the door.

Liesen immediately put down his teacup, got up and walked towards Lang Yan: "Baby Lang, you are finally back."

Lang baby?

He Zhuolun raised his eyebrows and curled the corners of his mouth coldly.

There are so many suitors!

Seeing He Zhuolun holding the document firmly, He Wu, who was behind him, hurriedly asked, "Boss, is there something wrong with this document?"

When He Zhuolun came back to his senses, he realized that he had made fingerprints on the document in his hand.

"No problem." He put the file on the table.

An Qiluo glanced at him and said with a smile: "My little Langlang has so many suitors, Mr. He, don't you think so?"

He Zhuolun: "..."

He Wu muttered: "What's so proud of being pursued by a man?"

Hearing this, An Qiluo raised the orchid and covered his mouth with a smile: "Mr. He Wu, you don't understand. It's no surprise that women who pursue our Xiao Langlang can be ranked from country D to country Z, but Well, if it can also attract many men to pursue it, it means that our Xiao Langlang is very charming, I believe Mr. He thinks so too, right?"

He Zhuolun: "..."

It's not just thinking like this, people are attracted by Lang Yan so that they don't look like themselves.

He Wu retorted: "Don't ask our boss about this, our boss doesn't like men."

Angelo smiled deeply: "Really?"

He Zhuolun silently turned his head to look at He Wu: "Are you busy?"

He Wu was taken aback: "It's okay."

He Zhuolun handed the documents on the table to He Wu: "You are limited to finish this project within five days."

"Ah?" He Wu said with a worried face: "Boss, I still have two projects that have not been completed." He Zhuolun changed his words: "Three days."

He Wu didn't dare to bargain any more, and hurriedly left the villa with the documents.

Angelo laughed again.

He Zhuolun glanced at him coldly.

"Ahem." An Qiluo quickly suppressed his laughter, stood up and said, "I'll go see if the water on top of Tacixia's head has overflowed."

He Zhuolun turned his gaze to the door.

Liesen directly explained to Lang Yan: "Lang, how about having a meal together at noon?"

Lang Yan opened his mouth, and was about to refuse, but Fula next to him immediately hugged Lang Yan: "No, no, Lang wants to eat with Fula, and also with big brother."

Lang Yan looked at Liesen apologetically.

Liesen was puzzled: "Who is the big brother?"

"It's Lang's increase."

Except for He Zhuolun and Lang Yan, no one here understood the meaning of Fula's words.

"Increase?" Lie Sen was in a daze: "What is it?"

He Zhuolun hooked his lips and smiled.

When Fulla told him back then, he didn't understand what it meant, let alone why Lang Yan told Fulla that he was his husband, and now he finally knew what was going on.

Moreover, I don't know if it's because he is Lang Yan's husband, Fulla has a special impression of him.

it is good.

He Zhuolun turned his head and told the bodyguard: "Go to the supermarket and buy some snacks for the children and come back."

He wants to reward Fulla.

"say"

疋.

Lang Yan rubbed Fula's hair: "Liesen, I won't go out to dinner with you today, if you don't mind

If you want to stay here for dinner, you can chat with Zhuo Lun about the business situation in City Z by the way. "

Seeing that the hall was full of people from country Z, Lie Sen coughed uncomfortably: "No, I have something else to do. I'll have dinner for you next time."

Seeing him leave, Fulla raised her head in doubt: "Lang, why did he leave?"

Lang Yan said with a smile: "Because he doesn't know how to eat with chopsticks."

For foreigners, eating with chopsticks is a profound knowledge.

Lang Yan saw that He Da and the others were all there, so he didn't sit beside He Zhuolun.

He has no plans to let He Da and the others know about his relationship with He Zhuolun, and he doesn't want to deliberately tell them about it. When the relationship between the two stabilizes, others will naturally find out about his relationship with He Zhuolun.

After lunch, Lang Yan saw that He Zhuolun was talking with He Da and the others, so he took Fulla, Daguai and Bibi to the garden to spread food for digestion.

It is early autumn now, but the weather is still very hot, especially the sun at noon can still make people dizzy.

Lang Yan took Fulla and the others to sit in the rest area under the shade of a tree to enjoy the cool. Seeing an old man eating fast food alone, he couldn't help saying hello: "Hello, old man!"

Fulla also greeted very politely: "Grandpa, hello."

The old man who was eating raised his head and smiled kindly: "Hello, have you had lunch yet?" "We just had lunch."

The old man raised his hand and beckoned them to sit over: "Your side is more sunny, please sit by my side."

"Don't bother you?"

"No, no."

Lang Yan hesitated for a moment, and just as he was about to walk over, the big boy following behind ran over one step faster than him, and stuck out his tongue excitedly at the old man.

Lang Yan immediately shouted: "My dear boy, come back."

Darling looked at Lang Yan, then at the old man.

"It's okay, it's okay." The old man picked up a piece of ribs and put them on the ground, and Daguai immediately put the ribs

swallow.

Lang Yan frowned, and decided that he would have to train Daguai more in the future, otherwise, what would someone give him?

The habit of eating everything is not good.

Fulla sat across from the old man's table, and looked at the old man with her chin resting on her hands, and asked naively:

"Grandpa, why do you eat alone? Don't you think it's not fun to eat alone?"

After staying in country z for two months, the language of country z is becoming more and more fluent, but some words are not very good.

"Not fun?" The old man looked at Fulla amusedly.

Lang Yan explained: "She means to be lonely."

When the old man heard this word, his eyes flashed with loneliness: "Lonely..."

He sighed: "Eating alone is of course lonely, but no one wants to accompany me, an old man."

"..." Lang Yan looked at the old man quietly. He was wearing a high-end silk white Tang suit and brand-name white cloth shoes. He should be a wealthy person living in the community. The old man's family should be busy with work, so he didn't have time. Eat with this old man.

The old man lost the taste of eating, so he put the half-eaten lunch box on the ground for Daguai to eat.

Daguai recently had his appetite reduced, so when he saw something to eat, he immediately started to eat it

The old man patted Daguai's head and said: "My son and daughter-in-law left early, and only my grandson and I were left at home, but for some reason, my grandson moved out of the place where I lived and lived alone in another place. "

Lang Yan frowned: "Is it because your work is far away from where you live that you moved out?"

The old man shook his head: "No."

Lang Yan thinks that if there is no special reason to move out and not stay at home with the elderly, then his grandson is quite unfilial.

However, this is someone else's family matter, and it's not easy for him to talk or ask more questions.

The old man saw his inner voice and asked with a smile, "Do you think it's very unfilial for my grandson to leave me as an old man at home?"

Lang said nothing.

"He's not unfilial." The old man sighed: "He moved out because he was too filial."

"How to say?"

The old man was silent for a moment, and then said: "When my son and daughter-in-law passed away, I took my grandson with me.

My son went to have a fortune-telling, and the master said, my grandson is born with a tough life and will beat relatives and friends, so my grandson thinks that he killed his parents. He was worried that he would kill me, so he moved out, and then , only come back to see me _ times a month. "

Lang Yan frowned: "Now is the age of science, how can you believe what a fortune teller says."

"Boy, there are some things that science can't explain."

"Then you believe that your grandson will kill your son and daughter-in-law? Are you also worried that your grandson will kill you?"

"No, no, no." The old man explained: "You misunderstood me. I never believed that my grandson killed my son and daughter-in-law, and I didn't worry that he would kill me. It's just...just that some things happened It's so weird, it's really..."

He sighed again: "Let me tell you this, as long as people who are too close to my grandson will have some small accidents, such as walking on the open prairie, they will be inexplicably caught by some bottles or other things." Hitting it, or encountering a water pipe burst, or being hit by someone else's ball, in short, all kinds of small accidents keep happening to my grandson's relatives and friends, people who are too close to him, every day

With big and small wounds, it never got better, and it will only get better if you distance yourself from him. "

Lang Yan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Is there such a thing?"

"Yes, if it weren't for this, my grandson wouldn't move out of the place where I live. He is just worried that I will be killed by him."

Lang Yan still doesn't quite believe this kind of thing: "Could it be that the fortune teller did the trick? Some fortune tellers are very wicked. In order to make others think that he is very effective, they secretly do some tricks so that more people can believe it. He, or let the guests give him more money."

The old man shook his head: "There are not many people who dare to punish us. Moreover, accidents happen every day when we stay at home and don't go out. Even if a fortune teller has great skills, it is impossible for him to sneak into my house to do it." Us, right?"

"That's true."

Lang Yan felt that these things were quite bizarre, and it was true that science could not explain this situation.

"Alas." The old man looked into the distance and continued, "To be serious, my grandson is even more lonely than I am. At least I can often get together with relatives and friends to pass the time, but he, in order not to let him Relatives and friends were injured, so I seldom interacted with them, and often ate alone at home.”

Lang Yan asked: "Is there no solution?"