The Young Master’s Bride

Li Beichen directly sat in his seat, without touching his chopsticks, or speaking.

Li Mumu did not move his chopsticks, and Li Nancheng did not move his chopsticks...

Li Ximing took the chopsticks and ate without being wasted.

My son, my two grandsons, they are all picky and hypocritical people, and my cooks are all old people who have been cooking for many years. They don't know how to eat meals cooked by outsiders.

Eating outside, there are so few fixed places.

The atmosphere froze and embarrassed, Ye Qingge felt particularly uncomfortable in her heart, but she couldn't say anything.

On the one hand, a few of them have this temper, Wenwen is also kind, but can't fit in.

"Wenwen, sit down and eat and I will do it!" Ye Qingge sighed, and must find a house to move out tomorrow.

Ye Qingge went to the kitchen, and Ye Wenwen was about to sit in Ye Qingge's chair, with Li Beichen on one side and Li Mumu on the other...

"Auntie, this is my mother's seat!" Li Mumu's small eyes were poisoned, and he could see everything clearly.

It stands to reason that Ye Qingge should sit next to Li Nancheng. It was Li Mumu who pulled the chair here and asked her to sit down. His purpose was self-evident.

Ye Wenwen froze and didn't sit down, either she was sitting on Li Mumu's side, or she was sitting on the opposite side of Li Nancheng.

He smiled awkwardly, and other people might find an excuse to leave, such as helping in the kitchen, but Ye Wenwen sat beside Li Nancheng.

Li Nancheng was about to speak, but was stopped by Li Ximing. In any case, he was giving Ye Qingge's face.

There are some things that Li Ximing indulged because of his plot.

The sweet and sour short ribs were made very quickly, and Ye Qingge made another small fried pork. When it was served, the three men had chopsticks. They ate these two dishes without eating other dishes.

Ye Wenwen slumped her head to eat, and her chopsticks trembled. Ye Qingge looked at her, and she felt very uncomfortable.

After dinner, Ye Qingge was dragged away by Li Mumu. She wanted to comfort Ye Wenwen.

Li Beichen was sitting in the living room looking at his mobile phone. Li Nancheng was playing games. Ye Wenwen cut the fruit and placed it on the short table. She also sat on the sofa, and gave Li Beichen an apple with a fork.

"Mr. Li, I bought this apple today. It's very sweet. You can try it!" The little face was a little red, and there was no embarrassment of being left out at the dinner table.

"You woman is really annoying, my uncle doesn't eat apples!"

Li Nancheng just looked at Ye Wenwen not pleasing to his eyes, and his wife quarreled with him.

"There are grapes here and they are very sweet..."

Ye Wenwen changed grapes and handed them over. From beginning to end, Li Beichen didn't even look at her.

"Don't think I don't know what you are doing here. My wife is stupid. Our Li family are not stupid. You are almost fine. Don't cook in the future and waste our food!"

When Li Nancheng thought that his daughter-in-law was angry with him because of this woman, he became angry.

What he said was very aggressive, and it happened to be heard by Ye Qingge who came downstairs.

Ye Wenwen stood up in a panic, and she didn't know what to do with some correctness. Her feet were messed up and she fell onto Li Beichen's lap who was looking at the phone...

Li Beichen was holding his cell phone. The flame came from the cell phone. He hadn't noticed Feng Yan's movements in the past two days.