The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

He "gently" looked at Xia Ling and gently reached out to grab Xia Ling's arm, but Xia Ling avoided him.

He could only say, "SISI, bring Yue Yue to our mother. I'll have a good talk with you. "

*

Talk Ha, Xia Ling sneered in her heart.

He did not want to talk to her. He clearly wanted to go to bed and have a deep conversation with her.

But unfortunately, she did not have the intention to be with a disgusting, womanizing, greasy-haired man.

Just thinking about it made her feel disgusted.

Xia Ling looked at him calmly.

"The more you sleep, the more you sleep. You should rest early. "

As she walked past him, she brought with her a faint fragrance that was somewhat similar to the fragrance of orchids.

After entering the bedroom, she closed the door casually.

Click. It was locked from the inside.

Wang Yuhua followed her. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to enter, but this time, he was embarrassed and embarrassed in front of his parents.

With a sullen expression, he turned around angrily and sat on the SOFA.

Mother Wang looked at him, even though she felt that her son was a little temperamental.

Why was he so angry before Why did he stop scolding Mu Qing when he saw that she was dressed like a little vixen?

Wang Yuhua's mother wished that Wang Yuhua could give Mu Qing a good scolding and grab her hair. It would be best if he beat her up again so that she could vent the pent-up anger that she had been suppressing at home for the past few days.

However, Wang Yuhua's expression was so sour that she did not dare to provoke him.

Wang Yuhua's mother walked towards the kitchen and asked carefully, "Xiao Hua, what do you want to eat tonight? "

"Eat, EAT, eat! You only know how to eat. There's no one at home who can be at ease! " Wang Yuhua's face was green and white. The fire in his body and the fire in his heart were raging at the same time.

Mother Wang was scolded to the point that she didn't dare to say a word.

Wang Yuhua slammed the door and went out.

When she came back to her senses, mother Wang stared at the tightly shut bedroom door again.

"Bah! You Idiot, you still think you're a good person! A RUNDOWN HOUSEHOLD! If you don't want to live anymore, HURRY UP AND SCRAM! You'll make a mess at home! "

She scolded Father Wang, or she said it for Xia Ling to hear.

Father Wang didn't say a word, and Xia Ling... ... was even more lazy to care about her ...

...

When Mu Qing first got married, the two million dowry was just.

When the money was given to Wang Yuhua, Wang Yuhua had to write a loan to Mu Qing to prove that the money was Mu Qing's.

The house they were living in now was in a good location. It was a duplex apartment with two floors, which was about 200 square meters.

When they were married, the house cost more than 2.7 million yuan. The house price had soared, and now it had risen to more than 30,000 yuan per square meter, which was more than 8 million yuan. This was not even counting the garage that the House came with.

Therefore, the house had to be sold for a small amount of 10 million yuan. Wang Yuhua was the general manager, and he also had a property under his name. It was at least 50 to 60 million yuan. The assets of Wang Yuhua and Mu Qing were very valuable together.

However, the Wang family had always complained about being poor in front of Mu Qing. Wang Yuhua told Mu Qing that his investment had failed.

Gradually, Mu Qing had no idea how much money her family had. She only thought that Wang Yuhua had lost all the money in the family, and she was too embarrassed to bring up the money.

Mu Qing had always felt that Wang Yuhua was tired, and Wang Yuhua was busy. The family could not make ends meet.

These were all guided by Wang Yuhua.

If he did not mislead her, why would Mu Qing obediently give up her money?

After so many years, the ious had gone to God knows where.

Wang Yuhua wanted to find out where the ious went, but when he realized that Mu Qing didn't know where to put the ious, he slowly let go of the matter. He had nothing to fear.

*

Mu Qing didn't remember, but Xia Ling did.

She sat on the bed and thought for a while. Then, she took out a small pair of scissors from the drawer and cut open the mattress.