Mrs. Young, Her A Has Exploded All Over the World

Although Meng Qingping's words were ugly, they were also indisputable facts before.

In the last life, Meng Qingping, Zhao Lijue's mother, never gave her a good face from beginning to end, and never even visited the Zhao Family Courtyard as a guest.

And because of Zhao Lijue's infinite tolerance for her demon wife, even the Zhao family had some opinions on Zhao Lijue.

Shen Xiaodiu's lips moved. He wanted to come forward and explain, but his arm was held by the man next to him.

The man's low but shocking voice sounded in the living room of the old mansion: "If Xiao Diu wants to come back, you don't have the right to intervene."

Shen Xiaodiu was shocked and looked at the man next to him who was unconditionally defending himself in surprise.

A hint of anger appeared on Meng Qingping's cold face, "If I ask a few more questions, is it because of this uneasy woman, you won't even recognize my mother."

Zhao Lijue had no temperature in his eyes, and his thin lips lightly opened: "You are right, what do you compare with her."

"You..." Meng Qingping's facial muscles kept shaking, but she couldn't say a word.

The scene was awkward.

Mrs. Zhao coughed twice and her tone was a little dissatisfied: "Okay, Qingping, what **** thing you are talking about, it's rare for the children to come back, and the family will be happy."

In the end, Shen Xiaodiu still gave out the present with a gentle smile, both adults and children.

The Zhao family hasn’t been relieved from Shen Xiaodiu’s well-behaved attitude, but Mrs. Zhao has already got up and took Shen Xiaodiu’s hand: "Xiaodiu, you two will go out with me. Grandma has a lot to say to you. Say."

As he said, he rolled his eyes at Meng Qingping.

Just as Zhao Lijue was about to follow, Meng Qingping stopped him: "Zhao Lijue, you stay, I have something to tell you."

"If it's not what I like to listen to, then don't say it, I won't listen to it." Zhao Lijue strode out.

Meng Qingping looked gloomy and said coldly: "Since you don't listen, then you should never come back!"

This sentence was spoken very loudly, and Shen Xiaodiu, who had just walked out the door, also heard it.

She was angry. If Meng Qingping was dissatisfied with her, she should be directed at her. Why was she directed at Zhao Lijue.

Mrs. Zhao grabbed her and said softly: "Xiao Diu, leave her alone, this family is not in her turn to be the master."

For the sake of Grandma Zhao, Shen Xiaodiu calmed down his anger and did not go back to the house to discuss with Meng Qingping.

"Xiao Diu, if there is something wrong with this kid, Xiao Jue, tell your grandmother that grandma will help you train him, but it is true that Xiao Jue loves you. Even if you are angry, don’t talk to him. It’s a good idea to shoot and disperse."

"Grandma, Li Jue is very good to me, if you say it is not good, I am not doing well enough." Shen Xiaodiu was a little embarrassed.

"There is nothing you did badly." Zhao Lijue said solemnly.

The old lady of the Zhao family snickered and said a few thoughtful words to them, and then went for a walk with Wangding, leaving their little couple with their love and sweetness.

The sun set early after autumn, and at this moment, only a slight lingering light of the setting sun was revealed. The warm orange light hitting Shen Xiaodiu's body enveloped her whole, and every strand of hair radiated light.

Shen Xiaodiu looked up and found that the man was staring at him, his black eyes were reflecting the sky, and the corners of his mouth were carrying a small smile.

She had seen such strong eyes countless times in the previous life, but never responded with the same emotion.

Let him fail again and again.

Shen Xiaodiu took Zhao Lijue's hand and was a little frustrated: "Lijue, doesn't Mom like me not much?"

"You are my wife. I just want to like you. It doesn't matter whether other people like it or not."

Zhao Lijue looked at the little guy next to him, his eyes softened a bit, and he put his fingers between her fingers and held them tightly.