The wealthy wife is very charming!

105: Gentleman Duo'er pushed Jiang Zhao away, walked to the dressing table, "Sit down!" He sat straight on the dressing stool, with ten thousand grass-mud horses trampling on his buttocks, and the horseshoes trampled his buttocks I had to shake, it hurt like hell.

"Ah!" Duo'er stood up, sitting too hard all of a sudden, her face turned pale from the pain.

Jiang Zhao saw it, it was over, he misunderstood, but he was unwilling to admit it, "Look, I said you can't sit, the butt is broken, if you still don't believe me, sit another one."

"What did you say?"

"What? I said your butt is broken, you can't even sit up, and you still insist on sitting. Now you can't even lie down."

Duo'er was ashamed, so he didn't do what he said?It's embarrassing, "It's not all because of you!"

"Okay, okay, let you call back."

"pia, pia!"

"Ah!!! It hurts~"

The person who called was not Jiang Zhao, but Duo Er, shaking her red palms, feeling sad, "Oh my God, is your ass made of iron? Why are you so tight?"

"I'm used to it. When I have a sense of crisis, I'm used to tense my muscles. My wife, I'll come back to help you with the medicine at night. I'm going to work first. You should sleep well."

"Jiang Zhao, your butt is too hard, I'm at a disadvantage, I don't need to beat with my hands, I want to change my weapon!"

Jiang Zhao fled the scene of the crime, not because he didn't love his wife, but because he didn't know how to coax him after that, he beat and beat, swollen and swollen, and hurt too.Now she also called her back, but in the end, her hand hurt and she wanted to rely on his ass again. If she continued to pull it off, she wouldn't have to go to work.

Jiang Zhao just arrived at the government building when he received a call from Qin Feiyan, "Brother, did you read the news just now?"

"No, I didn't have time, what's the matter?" Jiang Zhao got out of the elevator and walked to his office.

"The land at 326 is very serious. It is said that the mercury exceeds the standard and it is only suitable for landfill."

"Is it a statement from the agency?"

"Yes."

"Then do you still want it there?" When Jiang Zhao called, he didn't say key words or mention the land. In this circle, there are always ears behind the walls, and it is difficult to have trustworthy people.

"No, so I won't watch it anymore, this matter is over." Qin Feiyan looked very happy, "Fortunately, the news came out at the right time, otherwise I would buy a piece of land and come back to use it as a landfill. Grandpa is going to scold again."

"Okay, anyway, it's your own business, you can make up your own mind. If you don't bother, I will save trouble."

Jiang Zhao hung up the phone and saw Liu Cheng standing at the door waiting for him, the corners of his mouth curled down, his shoulders shrugged and his hands spread out. If Liu Cheng could make such a humorous gesture, then there must be a protagonist who gave him a headache—Zeng Tingting.

Jiang Zhao lightly clenched his hand into a fist, propped it on his waist, and supported his forehead with the other hand, feeling a little frustrated.

Turn to "hoo"-a long breath.

When he opened the door and stepped into the office, it was Jiang Zhao who was tall and straight again, with a majestic presence.

"Tingting, good afternoon."

"Brother Zhao, I've been waiting for you for so long at noon, where are you going? You have to drink all the soup I made." Zeng Tingting's game today is a good wife and mother type. The last time I went to Qin's house, Mr. Qin kept going. It is said that Jiang Zhao has recently said that he is afraid of gaining weight, because Duo'er's cooking skills are so good that he doesn't want to eat out every day and has to go home to eat.

What's so great about cooking?She can learn too.

"Go home and take a nap with your sister-in-law." Jiang Zhao directly said something more important around a thermos bucket placed on the table. He knew that every time Zeng Tingting came, Liu Cheng was very cooperative. , today is no exception.

When Liu Cheng heard Jiang Zhao say this, he couldn't hold back his "poof". Looking at Jiang Zhao, Jiang Zhao gave him a warning look, "Why? There is already a lunch break in the building at noon, you can also go home and talk to him. Sleep with your girlfriend."

Knowing that he had never made such a joke with Jiang Zhao before, it must be necessary for the plot, so Liu Cheng responded cheekily, "Zheng Ling is busy and works as an individual, so there is no such thing as a lunch break, when the guests leave, what time does it matter?" It's time to rest."

"Oh, are you saying that it's too easy in our building?" Jiang Zhao felt a little idle at this time, sitting on the sofa in the reception room, glanced at Liu Cheng, then turned to Zeng Tingting, "Tingting, you Tell me, does Liu Cheng mean that? Should I make him work overtime so that he can't even sleep at night?"

Zeng Tingting was obviously unhappy, and snorted, "Whether he sleeps at night is none of my business."

"Tingting, I'm not talking about you. After graduating from school, you can find something to do. For example, you can take an exam for a civil servant, or you can learn to do business with your mother. You are so idle all day long. You are not afraid of people saying that the daughter of a wealthy family is a waste. ?”

"Isn't your wife also working? I've been to college anyway. I'm better than her, right?"

"Your sister-in-law has a lot of things to do all day long. When do you think she will come to the building to find me?"

Zeng Tingting disdainfully said, "What is she busy with? Why not do the housework and do the things that the nanny does? Cooking and washing clothes, all these things in our house are done by servants, and when the time comes, they will have rough and rough hands, and occasionally they will be in a good mood." Let’s do it, it’s fun.”

Jiang Zhao's original mood of patiently joking suddenly disappeared, and his face sank, "Tingting, you're too late."

Zeng Tingting said without remorse, "Oh, how did I ever do that?"

"Liu Cheng, you go out first. I have something to call you." This was the first time Jiang Zhao took the initiative to let Liu Cheng go after Zeng Tingting came.

Liu Cheng left wisely, "Call me if you need something."

"Ok, I know."

Seeing Liu Cheng close the door, Jiang Zhao lit a cigarette, "Tingting, what your sister-in-law does is not up to you to judge."

"How can I count as an evaluation? What I said is the truth. Isn't she just a nanny? The family is ruined, and the education is so low. Isn't it just cooking to please men? How could you fall in love with a cooking woman. "

The corner of Jiang Zhao's mouth twitched, and he stretched out his hand to extinguish the cigarette in the ashtray. In the process of pressing the cigarette, he used great force, and he pressed all the tobacco leaves that were not turned gray into the ashtray. He will be able to bear others criticizing his wife like this, but this person is Zeng Tingting, the daughter of the secretary of the provincial party committee. What's so good, you are so persistent."

Zeng Tingting was complacent, "You are handsome, have a good figure, have a good family background, have several degrees, and have no scandals. You will not mess with other women outside. Although you sometimes ignore me, I think you are also a gentleman. "

Jiang Zhao laughed, "How do you know I won't mess around outside?"

Seeing Jiang Zhao's complexion, Zeng Tingting was a little uncertain, but she still insisted on her own thoughts, "What I mean is going to bed with other women, you definitely won't!"

Jiang Zhao smiled even bigger, "Did you see a few politicians messing around outside? Did you know they messed around outside when nothing happened?" She thought that Jiang Zhao was almost 30 years old and still a virgin. man?childish!

"I do not believe!"

"You don't believe what you don't see, Tingting, you say this, I treat you as innocent, you see these advantages I have, and others can see them, but can you see my unbearable side? What do you think? My gentleman, how can you be so sure that I am not a beast in clothes?"

"Anyway, I don't believe it!"

"Tingting, you should really leave your father's protection and see how many things are dirty in this world. When you see a person who is good on the surface, you think he is good from the inside out. God, when his unbearable side is presented in front of you, how do you accept it?"

gentleman?In today's high society, how many are real gentlemen?Wearing a gentleman's coat to attract sponsorship, gain popularity, fight for status, and act a gentleman in front of women is just to get women into bed.gentleman?He really didn't see many of them.

Feiyan wouldn't look for women outside, but is he a gentleman?He's not even a fake gentleman.

"Oh, did Yun Duo'er see your bad side? Did she just accept it?"

"Yes, it happened that she discovered the darkest side of me." For example, he is not an honest gentleman, he is a serious hypocrite, selfish, vengeful, insidious and cunning, and many other people don't know On the one hand, she knows it all.

Since he was a child, he pretended to be a harmless child with the title of "children of the big courtyard", and when he grew up, he pretended to be very graceful and magnanimous.

"What? Are you afraid that she will reveal your dark side, so you married her like this?"

"Tingting, that's a matter between us. You are so young and born so well, are you afraid that you won't be able to get married?" Jiang Zhao's tone became more serious after he said this.

Zeng Tingting evaded and pushed the thermos bucket on the table in front of Jiang Zhao, "You drink this, I cooked it."

"I'm fed a lot of soup by your sister-in-law every day. I can't drink it anymore. I'm still full." Jiang Zhao pushed the thermos back.

Zeng Tingting is a so-called lady from a famous family, Jiang Zhao doesn't believe that she really doesn't understand what he said, just like her Zeng Tingting, she is obviously not gentle and gentle, she is still drinking in disco bars and high-drugs, but under the guidance of the uncles and elders In front of him, he put away his perverse personality, took Zeng Weiguo's arm, and tried his best to restrain his smile, even the height of his voice was much lower than usual.

Not all the children of wealthy families are as well-behaved as Feiyu, at least so far, among the rich second and third generations in Haicheng, there is not one Feiyu who has the kind of temperament that does not provoke trouble.

Zeng Tingting was rejected, the performance was over, and her true nature was revealed again, her tone of voice didn't match her well-behaved attire, "Jiang Zhao, I don't think you're a second marriage!"

"Second marriage?" Jiang Zhao laughed, "When did I become a second marriage? How long have I been married? I haven't had time to spend my honeymoon yet. Where did you get the answer for your second marriage?"

"I mean, I won't dislike you for divorcing Yun Duo'er. If you get divorced, I can still marry you!"

Jiang Zhao let out a long sigh, smacked his lips, put his hands on his knees, then sighed softly as if exerting strength, stood up, turned around and walked to the window, and looked out vigorously. Zeng Tingting didn't know why, and suspected that it was outside. What unknown object? "Jiang Zhao, what are you doing?"

"Let me see if it's day or night." Jiang Zhao said seriously.

"During the day, why would you go over there to see it when it's so bright?"

Jiang Zhao turned around and leaned against the window, feeling a little funny, "Ha, so you know it's daytime?"

"Yeah, can't you see it?" Zeng Tingting gave Jiang Zhao a blank look, cursing in her heart, crazy.

Jiang Zhao thought to himself, look, look, and said that his wife is not good at this or that. At least one thing about his wife is better than Zeng Tingting, that is, no matter how stupid she is, she is still smarter than Zeng Tingting. Wife, hearing him say such a sentence, the first reaction is to know that he is sarcastic, and he must jump up or yell, "Jiang Zhao, you bastard, you actually said I was daydreaming."

Or act coquettishly and play cute, and go straight into his arms, "Honey, how can you say that about your lovely wife?"

Or immediately turn into black rabbit-shaped watery eyes looking at him, sniffling, "Honey, you despise me, and you despise me."

Hey, the gap is really not a little bit.

"Jiang Zhao, you and Yun Duo'er are not a good match at all. I have higher education and better family background than Yun Duo'er. We will have more common topics."

Jiang Zhao's words were light, but his sentences were clearly negligent, "Oh, what am I talking to you about? The development requirements of China's advanced productive forces? The direction of China's advanced culture? The fundamental interests of the overwhelming majority of the Chinese people? Do you want to talk to me? chat?"

Zeng Tingting was confused and swallowed her saliva, "I don't want to talk about that kind of political stuff, what's there to talk about, I'm not interested."

"Oh, let me talk to you about why China maintains its currency stability? What is the motivation for the United States to put pressure on China's currency? How can China avoid repeating Japan's mistakes under such pressure? The importance of import and export?"

Zeng Tingting frowned again, "It's not that I don't understand what you said, but I didn't study economics in college. I don't have much interest in these, and I don't want to talk to you in depth." The reason is that the surface is clear, but Deep chat will definitely not go on.

"Oh, then let me talk to you about urban construction? About urban planning? About investment attraction? How to smoothly transition the industry in Haicheng to the border county? How to successfully transition Haicheng from a former industrial city to a tourist city? You want to talk to I chat?"

Zeng Tingting can't stand listening to these boring things, who wants to talk about these ghost things.

"Oh, tell me, what do you and I have in common? Talking about luxury goods? Talking about private orders? Talking about private jets? Talking about which celebrity is handsome? Which nightclub is the most high-end? Has the best DJ player?"

Zeng Tingting clapped her hands happily, "Brother Zhao, brother Zhao, you are so kind, we can talk about this."

"But..." Jiang Zhao was very embarrassed, shrugged and smiled, "I'm not interested in these things, I've never been interested in such things."

Zeng Tingting petrified, "Jiang Zhao, you are going too far!"

"Tingting, if I'm going too far with your brother, I've already gone too far when you said that your sister-in-law is not good here." Jiang Zhao folded his hands in front of his chest and picked his chin. I endured it and endured it, and it was someone else, I threw the insulated bucket in front of you in your face, and I was still joking with you with a smile, and you still said I was too much?"

"Oh, and also, I have to explain to you about your sister-in-law's shortcomings, about her family background..." Jiang Zhao glanced at Zeng Tingting's angry and resentful expression, and simply walked to his desk, He was a little worried about his opponent against that woman.

After sitting down, he leaned back, crossed his legs, and said to Zeng Tingting like an old man, "You also said that I have a good family background and several degrees. You are right, my family background is really not ordinary. Things went so smoothly that I didn't think it was a challenge." After speaking, he frowned in pain, but his eyes were full of pride. "You see, I have such a good family background. Why do I need to find a wife with a good family background? As soon as your sister-in-law appears, I can experience the taste of a hero saving the beauty, right? How challenging?"

Jiang Zhao smiled while Zeng Tingting was gritting her teeth.

"Also, you said that I have several degrees, and I have read so many books. I will find someone who has read as many books as me. I will study the three representatives at home every day, study currency inflation, and study the trend of urban economy. How boring is your life? Besides, let me talk about this, if you have a bachelor's degree certificate like you, would you like to talk to me?"

"I haven't felt the importance of the common language yet, but the gap between me and your sister-in-law will become smaller and smaller. She works hard and will be even better in the future. She is still young and has a bright future. You don't have to. Why worry about us, you really shouldn't spend time on me anymore, even if I'm even half interested in you, I won't let you hang around for so long, think about it for yourself. Things like divorce won't happen You put 1 hearts on me."

Every time Zeng Tingting left Jiang Zhao furiously, but this time she left with red eyes. She kept thinking about what Jiang Zhao said, "Even if I'm even half interested in you, I won't let you go." hang you for so long."

How could this man be so hateful?Such an ungentlemanly uttering such hurtful words?

Xi Zhai

Xi Zhentian held a bunch of keys and stood outside the studio on the second floor. He really wanted to insert the keys into the lock to see what was inside. In fact, he knew without looking that those things were all treasures of Enyou.

It's okay now, Enyou has gone to the company to take care of things, and she doesn't go home during the day, but when it comes to weekends, she stays inside all day and doesn't come out, and when she comes out, there is not much change.

Enyou still ate and slept, and didn't see much difference, but it was precisely because of this that he was worried.

He was wondering if he should be cruel and burn everything in this room.

Burned, once and for all, clean.

He is too used to Enyou, but now Enyou is not the former Enyou. The previous Enyou had a weak heart and could not be stimulated a little bit. He protected and had to protect Enyou. Enyou was his life.

But now that Enyou has grown up, he has gone to the hospital for checkups many times, and he is convinced that there is no problem with his heart. He no longer needs to protect him like that. He must let Enyou grow up and become a man who can afford and let go. , can no longer be as weak as it looks now.

Enyou has accurate and fast marksmanship, a rational and calm mind, and has always been decisive in doing things. As long as the emotional hurdle is over, he will be the favorite of heaven.

Enyou couldn't make up his mind, so he, a grandfather, came to make up his mind for him!

When the key approached the keyhole, my hands trembled, and a bunch of keys made a "ding-ding-ding-ding" sound.

An An watched Xi Zhentian go up to the second floor, and didn't come down for a long time. She wanted to see what happened, so she saw this scene while standing at the stairs.

Slowly retreated, walked to the garden, and called Enyou. An An's appearance was a cold beauty.She has always been cold, without much expression, and when she speaks, she is also serious, "Brother Yu, grandpa is outside your studio, and he seems to be about to open the door, but he looks very nervous."

Enyou hung up the phone quickly.

Xi Zhentian was in the studio, pulling away the white gray cloth, and the faces underneath made him unable to bear to look at them.

He didn't know what kind of charm Yun Duo'er had that allowed her to have so many expressions in Enyou's pen.

Bright smiles, silent wounds, shyness when eyebrows are lowered, and playfulness when grinning.

The clouds are the changes of the dark and the white, the sunshine is the curve of the four seasons, and the plane tree behind it is also the transition from death to life, from the dry and bald in winter to the new green in spring, the lushness in summer, and the golden fan in autumn.

He didn't know how long Yun Duo'er had lived in Enyou's heart, but he could see the neatness and detail of those pictures.

A nude painting came into view, Xi Zhentian turned his face away, and threw it on the ground vigorously. He didn't know what kind of friendship these two people had, he only knew that it would be better to destroy this room as soon as possible.Otherwise, his grandson would be really ruined.

Although Xi Zhentian is over sixty years old and is approaching his seventies, he is still strong and glowing, the only person who can make him sad is this grandson.

He took off the drawing boards on the easel one by one, the ones that were mounted on the wall, and those that were hanging on the bookshelf, all were taken down by him and pushed together, clean.

At this time, he had to go all out, strode to the door of the studio, and shouted, "Ah Gui, come and move things." Burn it, burn it clean, burn it to ashes, and use it as fat for peanuts!

Enyou's car was driving very fast, especially after hearing what An An said, "Grandpa asked the servants to move all the paintings in the studio to the open space in the back garden."

The iron gate outside the house was opened for Enyou's car. The car did not park in the parking garage in the front garden, but drove directly from the main villa to the back garden.

Smoke billowed from the windshield.

He slammed on the brakes, dropped the car, and rushed over without closing the door.

The boy was still the same boy, but he lost the stability that was disproportionate to his age before. When he rushed into the fire recklessly, Xi Zhentian shook his body and shouted: "Hold the young master!"

Maybe it was because the smog was so hot that people's eyes were crying desperately, the palms of their hands were stinging and burnt, and the back of their hands smelled burnt, but seeing those smiling faces slowly turning yellow, dark brown, and melting When gray, all the pain is no longer painful, only the left chest has the clearest sense of tearing.

"Grandpa~" The young man punched Agui in the face, then stretched out his legs and kicked violently at the servant who was about to pull him, turned around and continued to save what he cared about, his voice was no longer as clear as a spring, and he cried out in pain , "Grandpa! What do I want?!" There was pain in his eyes, tears fell on the painting he had just snatched out, he threw it on the ground before the flames were extinguished, squatted on the ground and started beating with his bare hands, he had already made up his mind not to look for it again. She's gone, let her live the life she wants, what else do you want?He's already trying to let himself go, what more?

When crying with pain, it is particularly sad, "Grandpa! What do I want you to treat me like this? I don't want anything, I just want these paintings, I didn't bother her, I listen to you Yes, I only want these paintings, Grandpa, why don't you stab me with a knife! Why?!"

. . . . . . . . .When the monthly ticket reaches 110 tickets, if you yell at me, I will add more.