"Madam, the husband and wife are here, you can chat."
After saying that, he ran away as if running away.
Ding Mengya:…
Zhuang Nainai heard the conversation downstairs on the stairs, and the corners of her mouth twitched immediately.
She turned to look at Si Zhengting next to her, and saw that his expression did not change, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes. So, was Ding Mengya usually like this
But that's not right. Five years ago, she was clearly a condescending lady who looked down on poor people like them.
Zhuang Nainai bit her lip, or was it that that disgusting face only appeared when facing her
As he was thinking about it, he saw Ding Mengya standing up, turning his head to look over, his eyes lit up when he caught a glimpse of the two of them, and then he sighed helplessly, "Son, you should also pay attention to Lao Li when you have time. According to grade and seniority, He’s also your uncle~”
To her unreasonable words, Si Zhengting nodded, "I gave everything you gave me last time to Uncle Li."
Butler: ...Why don't you let me go even though I've run away? And madam, I really don't need this kind of care! /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~
Zhuang Nainai:...! !
Why does she feel that her painting style is wrong
She went downstairs. Logically speaking, shouldn't Ding Mengya start a fierce fight with her
But until now, she didn't feel any hostility coming from Ding Mengya.
In this regard, Zhuang Nainai was even more vigilant. She walked to Ding Mengya respectfully and said, "Hello."
After saying this, Si Zhengting raised his eyebrows again.
Inexplicably, a kind of boredom arose in my heart.
From the moment she got married to now, whenever she mentions her mother, she will always call her "your mother". But now, she doesn't even call her mother. Is it because of shyness or dissatisfaction with this marriage
Zhuang Nainai focused all his energy on Ding Mengya and did not notice Si Zhengting's displeasure.
But Ding Mengya caught sight of it at a glance. She curled her lips and immediately smiled. Instead of reaching out to her like before, she sat back in the same position as before, pointed to the sofa opposite and spoke to the two of them, "sit."
Zhuang Nainai bit her lip, followed Si Zhengting, and sat opposite Ding Mengya.
Ding Mengya smiled again, "Qingyan, this is the first time we have met. There is no rush to change your mind. I know you young people are shy."
It turned out to be... shy
Si Zhengting raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhuang Nainai, and sure enough he saw her sitting upright, with all the nerves in her body tense.
The trace of displeasure he felt just now disappeared immediately.
Ding Mengya breathed a sigh of relief in her heart and looked at Zhuang Nainai's tense body again. She laughed and said, "I came over so suddenly today because I have to fly to Europe tomorrow. I made an appointment with my old sisters before you get married. Yes, I can’t break the contract, but it wouldn’t be shameful not to see my daughter-in-law, so I ran over and gave her a meeting gift.”
Having said this, she immediately took out a box from her bag and handed it over.
Zhuang Nainai was stunned. Thinking that Si Zhengting was still watching, he reached out and took it, "Thank you."
The box looked very quaint, and I had no idea what was inside.
Zhuang Nainai lowered his eyes and held it in his hand, not knowing what to say next.
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became weird again.
But Si Zhengting's eyes were fixed on the box, his pupils slightly narrowed, looking at Ding Mengya with a touch of tenderness and warmth.
(End of chapter)