Reborn as a wealthy family, Young Master Zhan lay down obediently

Chapter 283 Collusion
The old lady that Zhan Nianbei was talking about, An Ranran had heard a lot from An Yuke in her last life.Because of An Yu's infertility, the old lady quarreled with her almost every day.

But Zhan Nianbei is a foolish and filial person. An Ranran is not sure whether he is foolish and filial, but in An Yuke's mouth, Zhan Nianbei will never allow her to say a word about the old lady.

At that time, An Ranran followed An Yuke and blamed Zhan Nianbei's stupidity with righteous indignation, but now, before he had a chance to meet the old lady face to face, he had already told the old lady everything in detail. her.

So in fact, the so-called stupid filial piety is just a manifestation of her not wanting to see An Yuke, right?

Thinking of this, An Ranran's mood instantly improved.

Seeing that An Ranran was not angry, Zhan Nianbei laughed instead, and was a little confused for a while.

An Ranran couldn't explain to her why she was happy.

He just got out of the car, and looked at him with a smile on his lips.

Zhan Nianbei went around to her side and held her hand: "What are you laughing at?"

"Happy because you can tell me these things and make me feel like we are one."

Zhan Nianbei hummed, and the three words "integrated" made him feel very useful.

"So, I will face two mother-in-laws in the future?"

"In principle, this is the case, but don't worry, we will live alone, and none of them will disturb us."

"Then what if that mother in your village must live with us?"

"Then..." Zhan Nianbei frowned. This situation is not impossible. Thinking of Wang Cuiyun's personality, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

But if he didn't give An Ranran a word of reassurance at this time, he was worried that this girl would think wildly. When he was struggling, An Ranran spoke.

"It doesn't matter. I'm not a flower in the greenhouse. If they get along with me well, nothing will happen. I will do my filial piety as a daughter-in-law should. But if they look for trouble, Zhan Nianbei, you You can't pull it off."

"That's natural! At worst, I'll hide!" Zhan Nianbei shook his cleverness.

An Ranran put away her smile and looked at him seriously: "Hiding away? If they are strong in fighting, will I be at a disadvantage?"

"Uh~" Zhan Nianbei became embarrassed again, and after thinking about it, he choked out a sentence, "Then I will go back to the bedroom and open the door. If you lose, you will immediately rush out to save the beauty?"

"You're hiding in the house, are you still a hero?" An Ranran said disdainfully.

Zhan Nianbei thought about it too, which hero would choose to hide.

However, if you don't hide, do you want to watch your daughter-in-law fight with your mother?
Zhan Nianbei, who is 1.9 meters tall, suddenly felt that these chores were more frightening than the battlefield.

Seeing Zhan Nianbei's appearance, An Ranran couldn't bear to tease him anymore.

Hold his big palm backhand: "Okay, I won't force you now, let's go back to sleep first. Let's talk about the future!"

Zhan Nianbei grunted, but his tightly wrinkled brows never relaxed.

This state lasted until he entered the room. When he saw An Ranran take off his coat to take a bath, Zhan Nianbei was revived with full blood.

His little girl will soon sleep soundly by his side.

Just thinking about this matter, he felt a numb commotion running through his veins uneasily in his body.

This time, he couldn't scare his little girl anymore, Zhan Nianbei took out the little raincoat he bought from his bag.

Then, where should I put it?
The pillow is low, or in the drawer, or just hold it in your hand, so that you can put it on in the first time.

haha~~~
After An Ranran came out, Zhan Nianbei was still thinking hard about where he should put his things.

Wrapped in a bath towel, An Ranran saw Zhan Nianbei with his back turned to her, he was busy pushing the pillow and pulling the drawer, and asked in doubt: "What are you doing?"

A simple sentence made someone turn around quickly in fright.

His dark-skinned face turned red like a fever.

An Ranran became more and more confused, "What happened?"

Zhan Nianbei suddenly put his hands back: "Nothing?"

If An Ranran couldn't see such an obvious action, what difference would he have from a fool?

So she rushed over without hesitation, trying to pull his big hand behind his back to see what was hidden inside?
How dare Zhan Nianbei let An Ranran see the thing he was holding.

Ever since, the two of them fought in the room.

An Ranran was full of satisfaction and felt that she would be able to snatch it, because she knew that Zhan Nianbei would not let her get hurt, so every time, the strength of her angle was full of desperate efforts.

But unexpectedly, after arguing for a long time, she didn't see what Zhan Nianbei was holding, but the towel wrapped around her body slipped down.

Such a lively scene instantly caught Zhan Nianbei's eyes.

Taking this opportunity, An Ranran snatched the thing from his hand, then... stared at the thing in a daze, and murmured: "Zhan Nianbei, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was caught by the other party: "Ran Ran, in this way, you don't have to worry anymore."

The temperature on An Ranran's face rose sharply, and the skin all over her body turned pink.

His calloused palms slowly moved across her smooth back, causing her to tremble unbearably itchy.

That night, because of the protection of the tools, the two enjoyed a perfect journey in a relaxed manner.

Zhao Baokun sat in the morning light.

His career has gone through many crises from the start to now, but in the end he resolved them all one by one.

How can a person who has experienced big winds and waves take such small things as last night to heart.

But what he considers to be a small matter is not small at all in the eyes of reporters. No, from yesterday to now, whether it is in his villa or in the company, the reporters are like flies, lingering.

Zhao Baokun could only hide in the company's office like a shady mouse, and sent all his assistants out to stop the reporters from coming into the company.

Just when he was depressed, his phone on the table rang suddenly.

A soft female voice came over: "Hello, is this Master Zhao Baokun?"

Zhao Baokun thought this was another reporter, and when he was about to hang up the phone, the other party had already announced his identity: "My name is Sun Yingying, and I am a contracted model of the TV station."

(End of this chapter)