On the first floor, I met his brother and sister-in-law.
“Yichen, Miss Ning.”
Haitong greeted with a smile.
She thought Ning Yun had left early, but she didn’t expect to follow Zhan Yichen downstairs.
Seeing the two of them walking together, Zhan Yichen was tall and handsome, while Ning Yunchu was considered petite and dainty compared to him. On the outside, the two matched each other very well.
“Sister-in-law.”
“Eldest young mistress.”
Zhan Yichen called sister-in-law.
Ning Yunchu politely called Haitong the eldest mistress. Zhan Yichen turned his head to look at her, and wanted to correct her address, remembering that she was not his wife yet, she couldn’t be called Haitong after him. Tong is a sister-in-law.
He always treats her as his wife, and getting along with her is also practicing how to be a good husband, but she treats him as a stranger.
The person who caused this situation is his amiable and respectable grandma!
Thinking of his grandma going to Jiangcheng on a business trip with the third child, Zhan Yichen felt that he was okay. Although Ning Yunchu hadn’t recovered his light yet and there were many inconveniences in life, at least under his nose, he didn’t have to be like the third child. In the future, when I think of Master Qiao, oh, when it is Miss Qiao, I have to fly there by plane.
Grandma still loves him.
“Brother.”
Zhan Yichen called Zhan Yin again.
After Zhan Yin glanced at Ning Yunchu and the bouquet of flowers in her arms, he turned his gaze back to his younger brother. After a light hum, he hugged Haitong’s waist and said: “I Go first with your sister-in-law.”
Without waiting for his younger brother to reply, he hugged Haitong and left.
Haitong turned her head to look as she walked.
Zhan Yin straightened her back with his hands, and said in a low voice, “I’m prettier than Yichen.”
“It’s not that I’m looking at Yichen, I’m looking at Yunchu, no, what you said is sour.”
“Look at other men, even if that man is my younger brother, I still feel sour.”
Hai Tong: “… If we have a son in the future, I will be nice to him, will you be sour?”
“I won’t be sour when we have a daughter.”
Hai Tong smiled, “I also want to have a daughter, to break the legend of your family’s monk temple, I don’t know if there is such a fate. I’m still preparing to have a son, you, if you want to eat your son’s jealousy, Just prepare to be bitter for the rest of your life.”
Zhan Yin sullenly looked very unhappy.
Thinking that if the couple had a baby in the future, the baby would still be a son and would distract his wife’s attention. Maybe Hai Tong would treat the baby better than him, Zhan Yin thought, why don’t they take contraceptive measures first?
Go ahead and live the two-person world.
“I asked Sunan to help me find out if there is a particularly powerful Fengshui master. Please come back secretly to help our family look at Fengshui. Is it because of Fengshui that our Zhan family became a monk temple?”
Zhan Yin still wants to have a daughter.
This is not only his wish, but also the wish of generations of their Zhan family.