Hundreds of billions of presidents dote on his wife and become mad

Chapter 2117

Haitong thought about it, and felt that her sister's words made sense.

She is very busy now, busy with her own business, and helping Zhan Yin take care of his private property, and then she has to take over some small things from her mother-in-law and learn to deal with them.

It takes a lot of hard work to become a qualified housewife.

The main thing is that she grew up in an ordinary family. If the Hai family and the Zhan family belonged to the right family, she would not have to work so hard, and the pressure would not be too great.

Haitong also didn't expect that her aunt planned to push her sister to be the head of the Feng family.

The Youyou Villa here is bustling and bustling. The Qiao's house in Jiangcheng is far away. It can't be said to be lively, but compared to the usual desertedness, today can be regarded as lively.

Both siblings, Qiao Han, came back for the weekend at the request of their parents.

Qiao Xuan came back early, and went to Guangyuan Hotel with Zhan Haoyu to pick up Qiao Han.

The sun at four o'clock in the afternoon is not as harsh as at noon, it is a bit softer, but the weather is hot, even if the sun is not as harsh as noon, everyone does not want to leave the air-conditioned room.

Qiao Han wanted to sleep through the afternoon.

Zhan Haoyu, the one who killed Qiandao, didn't let her sleep for so long, but it was only three o'clock in the afternoon, and he started knocking on her door.

She ignored him.

After 10 minutes or so, he knocked on the door again.

Otherwise, just call her and insist on waking her up.

After tossing back and forth like this for an hour, Qiao Han's sleepiness had completely disappeared, and he was full of anger.

She finished her lunch break, opened the door with a handsome face, and saw Zhan Haoyu standing at the door of her room, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand. The bouquet of flowers was not bandaged, and he knew it was him at a glance Picked from her yard.

Seeing her open the door, Zhan Haoyu grinned.

Qiao Han really wanted to kick him downstairs.

He doesn't sleep and doesn't let her sleep.

Last night, they obviously went to bed very late, she was terribly sleepy, but he was still in good spirits.

"Zhan Haoyu, do you know how to be polite? You are a guest at my house now. You are a guest and I am the host. When you are a guest, you knock on my door from time to time, affecting my lunch break. You don't know that this is very inappropriate. Is it polite?"

Qiao Han blamed this piece of brown sugar.

There is really nothing to do with him.

I don't know how his parents raised him to have such a thick skin.

Zhan Haoyu smiled and said: "I'm the guest, you are the host, the guests are all up, how dare you sleep late? You don't have to entertain the guests, I'm a bit rude, and you're not much better, just as rude .”

Qiao Han was speechless.

The next moment, Zhan Haoyu stuffed the bouquet of flowers into her arms.

She instinctively hugged the bouquet.

"There are too few flowers still blooming in your yard. I'll cut them all out, and I'll just make up this bunch of flowers. You'll make do with it."

Qiao Han's face darkened, "My mother planted those flowers, and you cut all her favorite flowers?"

"Auntie's favorite flower? Did she ask me to cut it? I said it was for you, so she asked me to cut it."

Qiao Han: "..."