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

Chapter 372

Zhan Yin: "...Grandma really thinks long-term. You tell your sons, let them work harder and add a granddaughter to your old man. Maybe it will be faster."

The old lady immediately laughed and scolded: "If your grandfather is still alive, do you mean that it would be faster to let your grandparents work hard to have a daughter? Your parents and your uncles and aunts are already old, so what are you going to do? When you were young, you didn't After fighting for my daughter, now I can only fight for my granddaughter."

"My third uncle and third aunt are only in their forties, and I think the two of them can work together."

The third master of the Zhan family and his wife: Eldest nephew, you are a villain!

"Are you occupied?"

"I'm on the phone with grandma."

"Listen, you're not cute at all. You're not busy, right? If you're not busy, grandma will go to the company to find you, and our mother-in-law and grandson will go shopping."

Zhan Yin had black lines on his face.

"Grandma, I'm still at work."

"The company won't go bankrupt without you. Grandma asked you to go shopping with me. It's for your own good. It makes you get used to shopping with women, so that you can patiently accompany Haitong in the future, and give you a chance to accumulate experience. I don't know how to cherish it."

The corners of Zhan Yin's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly, "Let Yichen accompany you, I have dinner at noon."

"Didn't you push it?"

After Zhan Yin was silent, he said: "My wife is occupied by others, so I can only continue with my dinner."

"Haha, brat, you have today too! What did grandma say back then?"

Zhan Yin: "..."

"Okay, I won't take up your time. I'll ask the third brother to accompany me for a stroll. Among you brothers, the third brother is the most eloquent. Let him accompany you, so you don't have to worry about being suffocated."

The old lady hung up the phone after she finished speaking.

Today, it's a bit of a harvest, at least I know that my eldest grandson has opened up a little bit.

Alas, for the sake of that brat's life-long happiness, her old man was heartbroken and her hair turned gray.

Zhan Yin stared at the phone for a while, and finally sent a message to Haitong, telling her that he had to accompany a client to have lunch at noon, so he couldn't go there.

Haitong replied in seconds: Got it.

Zhan Yin's face was not very good-looking.

How does she not welcome him to have dinner?

With Shang Xiaofei by her side, she didn't even remember whose wife she was.

The small-minded, jealous Zhan Moren forgot what he had emphasized several times: I'm not jealous, it's too sour.

He has even eaten Shang Xiaofei's vinegar now, his teeth are so sour.

In fact, he could call Shang Wuhen and ask Shang Wuhen to call Shang Xiaofei back, but he was afraid that by doing so, Shang Xiaofei would know that Haitong was his wife.

Leaning back on the black swivel chair, Zhan Yin frowned, just because he had tasted what it was like to lift a rock to hit his own foot.

After being depressed for a few minutes, Zhan Yin put aside his depression, picked up his mobile phone and called Guancheng Hotel, and arranged for the hotel to deliver some of her favorite dishes to his wife.

When she treats guests to dinner, she always wants to add some good dishes.

Haitong had no idea that the reason why Zhan Yin couldn't come was because she left Shang Xiaofei to eat in the shop.

Together with her friends, she packed up the things that Shang Xiaofei bought. The students were about to finish their classes, and the things were all piled up here, making people turn around and have nowhere to go.

Shang Xiaofei was playing with Yang Yang in her arms.

"Yangyang, Yangyang."

Mother Zhou's shrill voice suddenly came in.

Hai Tong's expression darkened.