Marriage is natural, the president lures his wife into his arms

In the luxurious bungalow, a huge crystal chandelier hangs from the high dome. The light is soft, and the marble floor of the blue and white living room is spotless.

The patriarch of the Zongzheng family, Zongzheng Huo Weiyan, could not see any warmth on his face, and his sharp eyes were fixed on Liang Bohe.

Not far from him sat a glamorous woman, Shen Hua.The third-tier young actor in the domestic entertainment industry, at the moment, is as expressionless as Zongzheng.

Her beautiful eyes shot coldly at the woman next to the crown prince of Zongzheng's family. If Mr. Zongzheng was not present, with her arrogant and domineering young lady's temper, she would definitely fight Liang Bohe.

And these, Liang Bohe, who came to Zongzheng Bei's house for the first time, knew nothing about it.

"Grandpa, do you think this is enough for a long time? Can we have dinner?" Zongzheng Bei leaned forward, his legs spread out in a figure-eight shape, and he was playing with a white porcelain teacup, looking at it with interest. To the old man.

Ever since Liang Bohe came into Zongzheng Bei's house, she didn't dare to look up at the two people opposite her, although she could feel the cold eyes of those two people resting on her.

The old man secretly sighed, put down his stacked legs, turned his head and asked Shen Hua: "Girl, you can go home first tonight, okay? Grandpa has something to say to them."

"Grandpa—see what you said, I'm your granddaughter-in-law, and I have a childhood sweetheart relationship with Ah Bei. Is there anything I should avoid?"

"Stop it! I have nothing to do with your surname Shen! You go home immediately!" Zongzheng Bei was calm, turning the teacup unhurriedly, and angrily reprimanded in a bad tone.

Shen Hua didn't take it seriously, and acted coquettishly: "Grandpa, look at him—"

The old man felt a little helpless, "You should go home first." Then he glanced at Liang Bohe, who was always sitting beside Zongzhengbei, her long eyelashes were drooping, and the waves in her eyes could not be seen, but His hands were clasped on his knees.

Still gave away her nervousness.

"Tell you to leave and still stay at our house?" Zongzhengbei's color suddenly darkened, and his voice became colder by a few degrees.

The servants in the villa were all waiting in every corner of the living room as if they were facing an enemy. The housekeeper came over and said humbly, "Miss Shen, I will send you out."

"Humph!"

Shen Hua got up angrily, cast a fierce glance at Zongzheng Bei, stepped on her 10-inch high heels, and walked out of Zongzheng's house.

"He'er, you're starving. Let's go eat." Zong Zhengbei's face changed back to a cheerful expression at the speed of light, he put down his teacup, wrapped his arms around Liang Bohe, and hugged her lovingly.

"Uh... well, how do I go to the bathroom?" Liang Bohe asked in a low voice, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"Oh, I'll take you upstairs."

Zong Zhengbei made no secret of his love for the woman in front of him, hugged her and walked upstairs to his bedroom.The old man's gaze followed them upstairs, and he didn't lower his eyes until they were out of sight.

"Grandpa, your... granddaughter-in-law looks very sensible, and she is also good-looking." The butler stood aside to break the freeze in the living room, and said with a smile on his face.

The old man didn't say anything, his lips parted, he got up and said, "Leave them at home tonight."

"Yes, what does the old man mean?"

"I heard that girl doesn't like our Abei, I want to see if she really doesn't like it or..."

"clear."

The butler accompanied the old man to the dining room.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Liang Bohe was literally dragged into his bedroom by Zong Zhengbei, and followed her into the bathroom.

"Hey hey, I wash my hands, you go pee."

Liang Bohe bit her lip, wishing to spit out the breath she had held all night, "Get out quickly! I've been holding it in for a long time."

"It's too early to say!"

"The ghost knows that your toilet is still upstairs?"

"Upstairs? Downstairs, too. But I think it's more comfortable to go back to our own room."

"Is this your room?"

"Yes, do you want to visit Grandpa's room?"