The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

God knows, since his son won the award, the two elders started to get along with their son for a long time, and slowly got to know his son's living conditions.

The son was successful in his youth, and his career was soaring. Wherever he went, there were flowers and applause. Everyone praised him and praised him...

Whether it was the trip to Sweden, or being with Jiang Yueming, which time was someone coaxing him and clinging to him?

He didn't talk about it after he was injured, doctors, nurses, relatives, friends, parents...no one dared to disobey him in the slightest.

Especially Jiang Yueming, even when she was "pregnant", every time she quarreled, she had to make concessions - because everyone thought that with Qiao Zhi's temper, she would never give in to anyone first.

But, he gave in—look, just like now, he keeps tickling Likun and telling jokes, and if she doesn't laugh, he won't stop...

Several times, Mrs. Mu sighed secretly, if he and Jiang Yueming had the same attitude when they had conflicts, how could they break up?

It's all right now, Fang Likun actually doesn't eat his bad temper, and doesn't care whether you are hurt or not, whether your self-esteem is weak or not, so you turn your head and ignore him, and instead want him to coax and lie... And he is so happy, as if just before Losing your temper with the nurses never existed.

How terrible.

Everyone said he was machismo and had a bad temper, but in the end, his real side turned out to be like this.

Is it true that in this world, no matter how difficult a person is to be served, there will always be a nemesis?

As for Fang Likun, he hit the magic star.

For example, for today's dinner, she personally prepared delicious lamb chops, white fungus soup, and Qiao Zhi's favorite coffee, of course.

It was a pure New Zealand lamb chop, smeared with honey and fried in the oven until it was ripe, sprinkled with green coriander, added golden baked potato chips, and a few broccoli. .

As soon as the dish was served, Qiao Zhi smiled and took a deep breath: "It's delicious. Likun, I haven't eaten this dish for a long time."

"Eat more tonight."

"I must eat them all."

He started immediately, and ate up all the appetizers, sweet soup and even coffee. At the end, he rubbed his stomach, feeling unsatisfied: "I'm obviously full, why do I always feel that I'm still a little bit worse?"

Li Kun laughed: "If you go on like this, you will become a big fat man."

He didn't care: "The big fat man is fine. I also want a cup of coffee."

This time, she didn't follow him. She brewed a pot of Pu'er and poured him a cup: "Drink tea to digest food, otherwise you will be greasy all night, and you will wake up tomorrow morning. I don't know how uncomfortable it is. Now it's not the same as before. You used to eat too much for a while." Exercising, the calories are burned; now I can't exercise, and I will lie on the bed to gain weight after eating too much, this is not acceptable..."

Mrs. Mu gave her son a slightly uneasy look—this is a big deal—since her son found out that he was in danger of limping, she was most afraid of people saying that he "can't exercise" to his face—as if he was treated as a disabled person.

She thought to herself that she didn't remind Li Kun, don't say that in front of him.

However, today he didn't care, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with what Li Kun said.

"Okay, Pu'er is just Pu'er. Likun, what shall we eat tomorrow?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"It's still lamb chops."

"Aren't you tired of eating too much?"

"Not greasy, you can eat it for three days in a row."

"Well, you can only eat it for three days, or you will really be unbearable."