Leftover women marry wealthy families: different after marriage

Chapter 257
An Ran fell silent, Zhao Yunfeng looked at her: "Don't think too much, what I'm saying is the truth but there is no other meaning."

An Ran nodded: "I see, let's bicker and live a good life." The two looked at each other and smiled.

After getting out of the car, An Ran entered the door of her in-law's house this time, but it is not what it used to be. At this time, she is already pregnant with a dragon seed.

Zhao Yunfeng was afraid that An Ran, who was already in his thirties, would make a mistake after she became pregnant, so he carefully took care of her, which made An Ran, who was indifferent before, take herself seriously without realizing it.

Mrs. Zhao, who was very happy at first, saw her son serving her daughter-in-law like a slave. She had never been so precious and pampered by her husband because of pregnancy. She felt very uncomfortable. She actually ate An Ran's Here comes the vinegar.

Mrs. Zhao: "What's the matter? Being pregnant is like being terminally ill and asking someone to take care of you like this."

As soon as the mother-in-law met, she cursed her head and face. Who can bear this in the New Year's Eve? An Ran obviously quit, but she still didn't do it by herself as usual. After she gave Zhao Yunfeng a fierce look, let him Charge yourself and wait to play by ear.

Zhao Yunfeng reacted quickly after receiving the signal from his now precious wife who is no good, his face was full of displeasure, "Mom, what are you talking about in Chinese New Year, I knew it was such a vicious curse We won’t come back for the New Year when we wait.”

An Ran sat on the sofa with a gentle appearance of a man talking and a woman obediently listening to her. The mother-in-law gave her a blank look and then yelled at her son: "What did I say, it's just a metaphor, you can't always get it back Are you threatening us?"

Zhao Yunfeng: "What kind of metaphor do you call that? The New Year's Eve is terminally ill. It's all about me. Are you satisfied now?"

Old lady Zhao: "You..." She choked on her son.

An Ran: "Yun Feng, why do you say that when it's Chinese New Year? Hurry up and spit. I'm double now, so don't leave our mother and daughter behind." An Ran said in a very pitiful way.

Zhao Yunfeng stopped talking, and Mrs. Zhao had no choice but to stop her provocation.

Zhao Xucheng, who was walking down the stairs, slowly sat down on the sofa with full posture.

(End of this chapter)