Rejecting violent husbands: women are neither stupid nor naive

Tang Yiling smiled and stretched out his hand to wipe her forehead, wiping off the sweat, "However, the old background of the Mo family has been exposed.
So Mob has shit in his year. (ps: Mo Bonian is Mo Qier's father.) It's just that back then, no one would track down where his money came from.Because it's been too long, I can't find it now.

Su Ying pondered, "There are people behind the scenes covering him all the time."

"Yes! But, there is no evidence to prove who it is. Wife, what will you do next?" Tang Yiling grabbed Su Ying's shoulders and pulled her closer to him. He found that there are many benefits to staying at home, and he can tease his wife from time to time. The son is playing, and the days are very happy.He doesn't even need to think about work...

"Next step? Of course..."[

"What is it?" He got serious.

Sudden--

"The next step is naturally to take a comfortable bath and enjoy breakfast."

"Eh?" Tang Yiling was taken aback.

Su Ying walked past him with a smile on her face.

When he reacted, he found...

"Wife, dare to play tricks on me?"

"So what if I play with you?"

"That!... I dare not do anything..."

"!!..."

He has arranged everything in the dark, so do you still need her to express her opinion?

She understands, no need...

Besides, Lin Yachen deliberately passed by the Tang family's villa, and then went to the company.

Go home after get off work as usual.

Get out of the car.

Instead of going back to his room, he went straight to the small attic in the backyard.

Anxiety is constantly expanding.

"What's the matter? You seem so impatient?" Mr. Lin was very happy, which was in great contrast with Lin Yachen.

Lin Yachen tugged on his tie, feeling a little difficult to breathe. [

"Grandpa!" He didn't understand why grandpa could be so calm?

"Sit down and have a cup of afternoon tea with me."

Lin Yachen picked up the kung fu tea Mr. Lin poured for him, but he was not in the mood to taste it, and drank it all in one gulp. When he met the questioning eyes, he could only explain lamely, "I'll drink it." Come by yourself, pour another cup, Still drank it in one gulp.