She also knew that Chiyang would not pay attention to her, so she went straight upstairs after speaking.
Zhong Nuannuan felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was impossible for her to do anything in Chiyang's room, so she let her go.
Half an hour later, Jiang Shuwan and Zhong Qianqian went downstairs and told Chiyang that his room had been tidied up, and Zhong Kuijun couldn't continue chatting with Chiyang, so he could only let him go to rest.
The Zhong family's villa has three floors. The first floor is the living room, dining room, kitchen and butler's room. The second floor is where Zhong Nuannuan and Aunt Zhao live. The third floor is the room of Zhong Kuijun and his wife and Zhong Qianqian.
Chi Yang went to the second floor with Zhong Nuannuan as a matter of course.
"Chiyang, your room is on the third floor, and the second floor is a warm room." Jiang Shuwan reminded.
"Mom, my room is on the second floor, why did you move Chiyang's room to the third floor?" Zhong Nuannuan asked another question at the same time: "You won't move Chiyang's room to the third floor?" Arranged with my sister's room, right?"
Asking such a question made Jiang Shuwan a little embarrassed.
Seeing her husband's gloomy gaze, Jiang Shuwan pretended to be calm on the surface, although her heart was pounding.
"Oh, the rooms on the second floor are not decent. Aunt Zhao lives opposite you, the room on the left is Qianqian's piano room, and the opposite side of the piano room is Qianqian's study. How can Chiyang's room be arranged on the second floor? ?”
"Then the room to my right is empty."
"How can it be done! The room on your right is next to the stairs, and that room is a bit odd-shaped. Why can't Chiyang sleep in our house for the first time, let him live in a strange-shaped room?"
"Living in a special-shaped room is better than living next to my sister, right? Chiyang is my fiancé, not my sister's fiancé, but you arranged Chiyang's room with my sister's room together. Mom, you are obviously going to pry In the corner of your biological daughter, feed Zhong Qianqian?"
Since Jiang Shuwan is shameless, Zhong Nuannuan doesn't intend to show shame either.
Jiang Shuwan's face was distorted by Zhong Nuannuan, but after all, Jiang is still old and hot, even if Zhong Nuannuan didn't save face for her mother, she was still calm and elegant.
"What feed? Look at your child, why do you speak so badly? I arranged Chiyang's room next to Qianqian's room, not arranged him to live with Qianqian. There are sundries everywhere on the second floor. Aunt Zhao Also sleeping on the second floor, how do you let Chi Yang sleep? Even if he is your fiancé, isn’t this unmarried after all? Since he is not married, he is a distinguished guest of our family, and he is still the leader of your father’s campaign department. How can it be arranged on the second floor?"
Jiang Shuwan's words made Zhong Nuannuan depressed.
She felt that she must have taken advantage of "family affection" in her previous life, so she was so stupid that she was clearly not welcomed by her family, and she insisted on sticking her hot face to their cold ass.
"Uncle Zhong, when Nuan Nuan said that she might not be your biological child, I thought she was narrow-minded, but after getting along today, I have to wonder, is Nuan Nuan really your biological child?"
Chi Yang's words made Zhong Kuijun and Jiang Shuwan's expressions change.
"Chiyang, Nuan Nuan is our daughter, there is no doubt about it! Look at the face that Nuan Nuan looks so much like her mother, isn't that enough to explain the problem?"