His Wife Calls The Shots

Bai Hanjie took a close look at the girl in front of him, and smirked, "Hmph, if you hit me like this, you are not afraid of how I will treat you?"

Chiyo raised his chin: "Don't be afraid!"

"Chiyo." The man behind him opened his mouth.

She turned her head and glanced, only to converge a little, and took a step back unwillingly.

Bai Hanjie looked at Bai Mucheng, angrily: "Fearful, you are not as good as a child! She is at least bolder than you!"

"That's why that woman chose to seal the strings and not choose you! Tolerate everything, be modest, be modest, and have an ass! Look, you have even been robbed of women now! Don't give me a hurry! Wake up!"

Bai Mucheng didn't say much, and walked directly to the courtyard.

Bai Hanjie was so angry that he fainted and collapsed on the sofa.

The butler quickly stepped forward and squeezed his shoulders to ease his emotions: "Sir, don't be angry, the young master just didn't understand it for a while."

"For a while? He has been angry with me for more than 20 years! He has followed his cowardly mother, not fighting or grabbing, really wants to kill my Bai family!"

The butler handed over water: "Actually, being mild-tempered is not a disadvantage. Everyone says that our young master is particularly attractive, and the young master's popularity is very high."

"Useful for farts! Useful for farts! What I want is the majestic and domineering leadership of the Bai family. He can't take it out, or he refuses to take it! Why did I give birth to such a useless child!"

These sounds are so loud that they can be faintly heard when they go to the courtyard.

Bai Mu took the bedroom and let Chiyo go to rest.

Chiyo saw that the door was closed, thought for a moment, and ran to the kitchen to search.

Half an hour later, Bai Mucheng, who was lying dormant by the window, was awakened by a pungent smell.

The smell is something burnt.

He looked downstairs, and wisps of black smoke came out of the window.

He jumped straight down the window and landed lightly.

In the window, the little girl stood in front of the oven with sweat on her face.

A roast chicken was so dark that it seemed to be out of food.

The camera turned and came to Chiyo's side.

She was looking at the roast chicken and was worried, and suddenly there was a strong feeling. As soon as she looked up, she saw the man in front of the window.

She subconsciously took the roast chicken back, sticking out her tongue, and apologized: "I'm sorry, big brother, I only saw my mother make it before. I didn't make it by myself. I thought it was simple."

"Go and rest." He could only say this lightly.

"But you haven't eaten yet!" she said anxiously.

Bai Mucheng looked back at her face: "Are you doing it for me?"

"Yeah!" She nodded.

She didn't know what Bai Mucheng was thinking about. After waiting for a long time, she didn't wait for him to speak, only saw him looking at the charred roast chicken.

He walked in.

"Anything else?"

"One more!" She immediately opened the refrigerator.

Bai Mucheng took the chicken out and asked her to prepare other materials.

Then, she saw him seasoning skillfully, and then spreading the sauce on the roast chicken little by little.

"Tin foil," he said.

She handed it over quickly.

After the oven was set for the time, he sat and looked at the phone.

She guarded in front of the oven, watching the roast chicken change little by little.

"Big brother, look, it's golden."

"Big brother, I make a glass of sour plum juice, and I won’t get tired after eating it for a while.

The noise from the kitchen made the man frowned slightly.

It has been a long time since he gets along with children like this.

And her brother's scream will make him feel a sense of responsibility spontaneously.

That night, it rained heavily.

Chiyo's parents knelt before him and pleaded.

The heartbreaking voice is still in my ears.