"Whoever wants to come can come. Rich wife? Who cares?" Bai Chen said in a completely nonchalant tone.
Qiao Yiran’s second request was to escape from this luxurious cage.
With Qiao Yiren's work ability, if she had not married into a wealthy family and married an ordinary man, she might have lived a very good life.
It's a pity that such an excellent girl's talent was ruined by this luxurious cage.
When Yuan's mother heard Bai Chen's nonchalant words, she was so angry that her high blood pressure started to flare up: "You, you are really rebellious."
The daughter-in-law, who is usually submissive, must have taken something wrong. She actually said she didn't care. Isn't she afraid of being kicked out
Even Yuan's father frowned in surprise, thinking that his daughter-in-law was rebelling today.
"Mom, stop talking. It's so late. You should go back and rest." Yuan Ziyu stood up quickly. "Please don't interfere in our affairs, okay?"
At this moment, Yuan Ziyu was most afraid that Qiao Yiran would tell what happened tonight.
At the moment, his parents hated Meng Qi more than they hated Qiao Yiran.
He still has to take it step by step.
Yuan Ziyu walked up to Bai Chen and held her hand, looking at her with concern: "Are you tired? Go take a shower and go to bed early."
Bai Chen felt disgusted and quickly pulled his hand back, turned around and went upstairs.
He looked like he wanted to eat more than he could finish when he was in the hotel. This man is so hypocritical.
He even performed in front of his own parents. He was simply invincible.
Yuan Ziyu's eyes darkened and he followed him upstairs.
The old couple saw the young couple going upstairs and then walked out of the villa.
It seemed that the young couple had a quarrel, and the daughter-in-law was acting arrogantly while their son was being humble.
What right does she have to give her son the cold shoulder
Yuan's mother was filled with indignation, and as she left the house, she cursed, "What a vixen, what a poor bitch." Then she turned to Yuan's father and asked, "Old man, tell me, how could that vixen have bewitched our son to this extent?"
Yuan's father was also unhappy, but he didn't show it as obviously as Yuan's mother, "Let's go, don't mention asking your son to divorce again.
Advise them to reconcile, not to separate. The couple is living happily together, why are you interfering
Besides, the old man still has no problem with Joe."
"The old man is already in his seventies, why doesn't he pass the position of head of the family to you?" Yuan's mother whispered.
As the eldest son of the eldest house, Yuanfu actually lived a very depressed life.
The old father held on to the position of head of the family tightly in his hands and refused to give it up. Now in his fifties, he could hardly hold his head up in the Yuan family.
Everyone in the Yuan family knew that the old man disliked his eldest son’s lack of ability.
Father Yuan shook his head and let go of the unhappy thoughts, "Don't tell anyone else about this. Dad thinks I'm not capable enough and plans to pass the position to Tzuyu.
At least the position of the head of the family will not fall to other branches. Giving that position to my son is better than giving it to other branches."
Yuan's mother nodded, feeling a little relieved, but once again regretful that her outstanding son was taken away by a pig like Qiao Yiran.
Bai Chen entered the bedroom of Qiao Yiran and Yuan Ziyu, found a piece of Qiao Yiran's pajamas and underwear, and then prepared to sleep in the guest room.
The two of them have already torn their relationship apart. Sleeping in the same bed would definitely make both of them feel very uncomfortable.
But Bai Chen's idea was rejected by Yuan Ziyu.
Just as Bai Chen was about to go out with his pajamas, Yuan Ziyu blocked his way.
"Where are you going to wash? Isn't there a bathroom inside?" Yuan Ziyu's tone was very normal, as if nothing had happened between them.
It seems like they are still an ordinary couple.
"I want to sleep in the guest room. Please make way." Bai Chen raised his head and looked at the handsome face of this hypocritical man.
Yuan Ziyu frowned and thought for a while. He now wished that Qiao Yiyan would not sleep with him.
But if they did so, their marital discord would surely be known to the servants.
It will definitely reach grandpa's ears eventually.
"Sleeping in the guest room? What would the servants think if they saw us? They would think that we are not getting along well."
Bai Chen sneered, his tone carrying a hint of sarcasm: "It was never harmonious to begin with! Mr. Yuan Ziyu, have you forgotten?"
Yuan Ziyu's originally calm face began to feel cold all over because of Bai Chen's words, and she no longer had to pretend to be gentle when looking at Bai Chen.
His phoenix eyes narrowed into slits, and the light that shone out from the slits was extremely cold: "Have you forgotten what we said in the hotel
Let you play your role as a wealthy wife well, and as long as you behave yourself, you will have wealth and glory.
But if you dare to do something out of line, be careful or I will be rude to you."
Bai Chen shrank his neck as if frightened by Yuan Ziyu's words.
Looking back at the plot, it seems that Yuan Ziyu has never touched Qiao Yiran since he had an affair with Meng Qi, so even if the two of them sleep in the same bed, it is safe.
Well, let's just play the role of a loving couple for now, if he's not afraid of being haunted in the middle of the night.
It would be very funny if Yuan Ziyu was hit by his sleepwalking wife in the middle of the night and had panda eyes.
Thinking of this, Bai Chen immediately put on a smiling face: "Ok, Tzuyu, I will play the role of a wealthy wife well.
This, that, I have no money to spend, can you give me some money? "
Yuan Ziyu: ... It's true. I hate women who ask men for money the most.
In the past, Qiao Yiran had never asked Yuan Ziyu for money. Although she was a wealthy family’s wife, the pocket money she received from the Yuan family was not much.
Qiao Yiran actually lives a tight life with the money he has.
Bai Chen didn't care at all about Yuan Ziyu's disgusted look, "Why? Didn't you say you wanted me to enjoy wealth and glory? Aren't you going to be indifferent when it comes to money?"
Yuan Ziyu shook her head, endured it again and again, and took out a check from her bag: "How much do you want?"
Bai Chen rubbed his chin and said, "If possible, give me a few hundred million."
"Hundreds of millions?" Yuan Ziyu's narrowed eyes widened wider than copper coins: "Don't give you a little color, and you will open a dyeing factory."
His appetite is quite big. Even if the Yuan family is a wealthy family, they can't afford to give him hundreds of millions at every turn.
"That's too little! Let's say 1 billion."
"Qiao Yiran!"
"Keep your voice down. If the servants hear us, they'll think we're arguing! If you do that, your glorious image as a wife-loving man will be ruined."
Yuan Ziyu: "... I can give you a maximum of 50 million."
Bai Chen: "Can you add a little more? You are so stingy. How about this? I won't say more. Two hundred million."
Yuan Ziyu: ... It feels like entering a vegetable market and bargaining with the vegetable vendors.
Yuan Ziyu, who had endured it for a long time, gritted his teeth and said, "80 million, buyout."
"What does buyout mean?" Bai Chen asked, somewhat confused.
"Just this once. Don't even think about asking me for money again. That's what I mean." Yuan Ziyu said while holding his forehead.
"Oh, I see. As a wife of a wealthy family, this amount of money is too stingy. It will be gone if you buy a piece of jewelry. How about this, 190 million, no less.
Please at least let me live the life of a real rich wife. "