I'm a widow for the richest man in the world

Chapter 374 One and Two Are Crazy

Faced with Lu Peilin's accusation, Meng Riwan almost couldn't help laughing.She couldn't help turning her head and glanced at Lu Peilin lazily, with a bit of humor in her eyes: "Si Yanli has to do it himself, if you have any problems, you can just talk to him and tell me why? If it's so easy for him to make money Then you let him go out to earn money, as if I am doing nothing now and just hanging around at home and waiting to die."

Lu Peilin's face turned green with anger.

Meng Riwan actually had the guts to say that Si Yanli was eating at home and waiting to die!
Does she not want to live?

Or did she think that the Si family was really her territory and she just let it go?

Lu Peilin clenched his hand by his side slightly, and after holding back for a long time, he couldn't hold back the explosion, and walked away angrily!
"Crazy, one or two are crazy, what kind of poison have they been poisoned!"

"Everyone listens to Meng Riwan, can she still give you money?" Speaking of this, Lan Dingxiang couldn't help getting angry. Who are these people and what are they doing? Annoyed, just thinking about it makes me angry!

She walked quickly, but Meng Riwan still heard what she said.

Lao Ge was afraid that Meng Riwan would be sad, so he comforted him: "Young Mistress, don't be angry, Madam has always been like this, the third master loves you if he likes you, it's nothing to wash and cook, I often cook for my wife at home, it's all It's what a man should do."

"I'm not angry, but I think what she said seems to make a little sense." Meng Riwan walked back thoughtfully, and Si Yanli's lunch was almost ready, and he also thoughtfully put on a loving heart. The shape, let alone, is pretty good-looking.

Meng Riwan couldn't help but glanced at the other dishes on the table, and found that Si Yanli was actually a little romantic, because he used heart-shaped dishes, and after filling the dishes, he turned the door to shape them, and the dishes were full. Although the dining table overflowing with love may look a bit old-fashioned, it has a lot of romantic elements.

"Are you so free?" Meng Riwan couldn't help asking.

Si Yanli, who was fiddling with the bowls and chopsticks, frowned: "Why do you ask this in such a good manner?"

"Your mother just told me that men shouldn't work in the kitchen, and they will become poorer and poorer. I think about it carefully and feel that you have been working a lot less recently. Has your income also decreased?" Meng Riwan asked curiously.

Si Yanli served Meng Riwan a bowl of chicken soup and said with a smile, "Like I said, making money is not as important as a wife. Serve your wife first and then talk about work."

Pass the chicken soup in front of Meng Riwan: "Take a sip, it's just out of the pot, it's been boiled for six hours, it should taste good."

Meng Riwan took it and took a sip casually, but was rolled by her hot tongue. She was startled, and the bowl in her palm fell to the ground.

Si Yanli hurriedly picked up the napkin to help her wipe her dirty lips, and asked anxiously, "Where is it burnt?"

Meng Riwan covered his mouth and shook his head, took two steps back and looked down at the broken bowl, "It's rotten."

"You care about this even if your tongue is burnt, are you stupid?" Si Yanli growled angrily: "Put out your tongue and let me see how it hurts."

Meng Riwan was stunned by his yelling, and whispered, "Why are you yelling so loudly? It's not like you haven't been burned before, so what's the big deal?"

"Put it out!" Si Yanli snapped.

Meng Riwan said oh, he could only obediently stick out his tongue, and said very unhappy: "As for it? Everyone around has seen it, don't you feel embarrassed?"

(End of this chapter)