Make her angry, make her sad, make her cry.
Sunan pouted, “Do you dare to hang it on the wall in your office?”
“Why should I hang it there? The paintings my wife drew for me belong to the boudoir fun of our husband and wife. It is not for outsiders to see. You’d better forget about the contents of the paintings.”
“I won’t talk to you anymore, I’ll catch up on sleep.”
He hasn’t had a good rest for the past two or three days.
“Go to sleep.”
Sunan hung up the phone.
He thought that Zhan Yin couldn’t comprehend the deep meaning of the painting, so he called Zhan Yin specially, thinking that he would have a chance to laugh at Zhan Yin.
Unexpectedly, Zhan Yin not only came to his senses, but could also spread dog food and show off the love between husband and wife.
As expected of a couple, they think differently.
Hai Tong didn’t know that Zhan Yin rushed back overnight because she went to drink, and now he was going to fly over again.
She was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone.
When she woke up, she felt a splitting headache. She endured the headache and took the phone to answer the call.
“Miss Hai, it’s me. Are you up? Open the door and let me in.”
“Aunt Liang—wait a minute, I’ll go out and open the door now.”
Haitong looked around and made sure that she woke up at home, presumably it was Xiaojun who sent her back.
Enduring her headache, she got up and went out to open the door for Aunt Liang.
Besides Aunt Liang, there are Hailing mother and son.
“sister.”
Seeing her sister standing at the door with her nephew in her arms, Haitong called her sister guiltily.
Hai Ling carried her son into the room, went straight to the sofa and sat down.
Haitong asked Aunt Liang in a low voice: “My sister knows that I went to drink?”
“Don’t ask Aunt Liang, I can still smell the alcohol on your body.”
Hai Tong stuck out her tongue.
The clothes on her body had been changed, and since she hadn’t showered, she was panting and could still smell the wine.
“Sister, I just went to have two drinks with Xiaojun, but I didn’t drink much.”
Haitong came over, sat down next to her sister, and hugged Yangyang.
“Yangyang.”
“Auntie speaks so badly.”
The little guy was disgusted, turned around and crawled back into his mother’s arms.