After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Seeing that Nan Song's little habit of protecting his shortcomings had happened again, Fu Yu was not so afraid of Ling's father taking action, but he was really afraid of Nan Song taking action here.

Although my aunt is no longer young, she is still an aunt. If she is angered, she can really destroy this place. Does he, the boss, still want to do business?
"Calm down, please tell me what you have to say..."

Fu Yu and Xini reconcile.

Father Ling looked at the beautiful woman who appeared out of nowhere and was stunned for a moment, "What does it have to do with you if I teach my daughter a lesson?"

Nan Song said coldly: "This is my future daughter-in-law. Do you think it's none of my business?"

Ye Zi looked at Nan Song, who stood in front of her and protected her tightly. Her perfect profile was surprisingly beautiful in Ye Zi's eyes, and her whole body was coated with a layer of golden light.

For many, many years to come, Ye Zi will never forget this moment when Nan Song protected her.

From then on, Nan Song always shined in her heart.

She doesn't have a mother who protects her, but she has a mother-in-law who resolutely protects her no matter where she is.

"Daughter-in-law?" Mother Ling looked at Nan Song and said in surprise, "Are you the mother of that boy?"

She thought it was her sister.

"I am the mother of Nanbei Dynasty." Nan Song smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, I just look young."

"..." Ling's mother pursed her lips again.

The two children are about the same age, so they should be of the same age, but they look at least ten years younger than her.

She had just accepted this fact when she heard Nan Song add: "This is my youngest son."

Younger son? !

Ling's mother's eyes widened in surprise. Could it be that... the other party was older than her?
And still so young? !

"What daughter-in-law?" Father Ling said, "We haven't agreed to let the two of them be together! Is your son, a woodcarver, worthy of my daughter?"

Ye Zi and Nan Song raised their eyebrows at the same time. Before they could say anything, Fu Yu was the first to become unhappy.

"Brother Ling, I don't like hearing this anymore. Why is there still professional discrimination? What's wrong with the wood carver? You who play the piano are artists, but my godson who carves wood is no longer an artist?"

Fu Yu is usually laughing and joking, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't have a strong face.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Ling's father and Ling's mother panicked for a moment. Thinking about his words, Ling's father was stunned, "Godson? Which one are you talking about?"

Fu Yu pointed at Erlang Shen, "You're a big young man, why don't you just stand there."

Ling's father and Ling's mother were shocked.

This pretty boy is Fu Yu's godson, so his family is... What did he say his last name just now?

The two people looked at each other and were stunned.

Fu Yu put his big hand on Nan Song's shoulders and said, "Let me introduce you, this is my sister and my in-laws. The former Chairman Nan of Nan Group, Nan Song."

"!!!" Ling's father and Ling's mother were shocked for three times.

For a moment, they thought they were hallucinating, but it happened that Fu Yu introduced him personally, so they couldn't help but not believe him.

Nan Group, Chairman Nan, Nan Song.

So, that little white-faced carpenter is the young master of the Nan family?

In other words, their daughter stepped into the door of the Nan family in Nancheng? !

Next, there is a large-scale face-changing show.Ling's father and Ling's mother's face seemed to be blooming. They held Nan Song's hands on the left and right to say hello to her, smiling so much that the corners of their mouths reached the roots of their ears.

This scene, which Ye Zi has seen since childhood, is not surprising at all.

But this moment was the most embarrassing and humiliating time in her life.

"How is your face? Does it hurt?" Erlang Shen asked Ye Zi quietly, touching her face, his eyes filled with distress.

Ye Zi shook her head with a pale face.

"Tell me about this child. She didn't know how to tell her parents about such a big thing as her boyfriend. We didn't even know she was in love with Mr. Ling..." Father Ling complained that his daughter had embarrassed them.

Ye Zi coldly exposed his father's fake face, "Didn't I tell you on the phone? It's just that you don't agree."

"If we had known earlier that you and Master Nan were in love, how could we not agree?"

Ling's mother opened her mouth to scold her daughter. Seeing that Nan Song's expression was not right, she quickly added: "What I mean is that the children are older. As long as they like each other, let them go."

Nan Song smiled slightly, "That's right. You two came just in time. I am choosing a house for the children. Will you be willing for them to settle in Nancheng in the future?"

Ling's father and Ling's mother were slightly startled, looked at each other, and said hurriedly: "Of course that's fine, we originally planned to buy a property in Nancheng."

"That's good. The two children are still young, and they are so well-behaved and sensible. They are easily bullied. It is better to stay with me and I will watch over them and feel more at ease."

Nan Song always smiled, "Mr. Ling, Mrs. Ling, don't worry, I always protect my shortcomings. Xiaozi and Erlang Shen are members of our Nan family just one day together. I will not allow anyone to bully her. Remember, It’s anyone. Fu Yu knows this best, isn’t he, Fu Dong?”

"That's right." Fu Yu supported from the side: "I don't even dare to offend her."

How could Ling's father and Ling's mother not understand what Nan Song meant? They all had slightly embarrassed smiles on their faces, but they couldn't say anything.

If someone wants to protect their daughter, they can't say no.

It just sounds weird.

Since they met, there was no reason not to eat. Nan Song called Yu Jinwen and booked a table in the hotel, so the two families just sat together and had a chat.

Ling's father and Ling's mother had really planned to come to see the house, but they didn't expect that they would meet their future in-laws here, and they would also buy a wedding house for their children.

"That's it, I'm betting on it. Boss Fu, what's the discount?" Nan Song teased Fu Yu.

Fu Yu smiled and said, "Just tell me how much you want to spend."

"Then what if I don't want to spend money?"

"Then no need." Fu Yu waved his hand, "It's okay if I give my godson a house."

Although he knew they were joking, Fu Yu was really capable of doing this. Erlang Shen hurriedly stood up and stopped him: "No, godfather, I have money, you don't need to give it to me."

Over the years, he has been carving wood with his master for nothing. A finished product can cost tens of thousands to 10,000+. If you win a competition, there will be bonuses. He helps his master with custom-made products. It is common for an order to be worth millions. Craftsmen also According to the hierarchy, the works of top craftsmen like Master Rong are already priceless but not marketable.

Erlang Shen had no idea about money, but he had never had anything to do with the word "poor".

So much so that he didn't feel anything about the initial ridicule from Ling's father and Ling's mother. They called him a pretty boy, but he didn't feel insulted because he was pretty fair to begin with.

Nan Song argued with Fu Yu for a long time, "Okay, just follow your friends and family price, don't mess with me."

She handed the card to the account manager and asked Erlangshen and Ye Zi for their ID cards.

"The real estate certificate contains the names of two people."

Ling's father and Ling's mother raised their eyebrows at the same time, while Ye Zi was startled, "Aunt Song, this is inappropriate." (End of Chapter)