After she hid her pregnant belly and divorced, the CEO went crazy!

"I'm not interested. Aren't you leaving? Why are you back?"

Wei Anya made a sarcastic statement on purpose.

You don't need to guess to know that the son was called back by the old man.

My father-in-law is still a bit dignified at home.

None of the children dared to challenge him.

Now, I'm afraid that this evil person won't dare to leave, right?

"Well, isn't this grandpa wanting to talk to me for a while? Now that you're done talking, let's go!"

After finishing speaking, Huo Linyuan really walked away.

The expression on Wei Anya's face was already stiff.

She looked at the old man who was drinking tea leisurely in the tea room.

Stepping in, he called respectfully: "Dad, don't you care about Linyuan?"

The old man put down the teacup, he glanced at the door from the corner of his eye, his voice was hoarse and low: "Young people have their own ideas, why should I care?"

This is the tone of connivance.

Wei Anya was so angry that she almost had a heart attack, she still didn't give up, and persuaded: "Dad, Linyuan is almost thirty, if you don't get married, you will be laughed at, there are so many people out there who want to marry us, Linyuan, it's a matter of course Carrying one out is a thousand times better than Mu Nuannuan, don't you worry about Linyuan's lifelong happiness at all?"

The expression on the old man's face immediately sank.

This daughter-in-law.

I don't know if I'm really out of my mind.

Still really didn't take myself seriously.

At the door, the butler couldn't help but sigh.

Namu Nuannuan is the daughter-in-law that the old man personally chose for Huo Linyuan.

No matter how you choose it, as long as Master Linyuan likes it.

But Mu Nuannuan was said to be worthless by his wife.

Isn't this a sincere slap in the face of the old man?

The old man's personal butler knew the old man's temper best, so he hurried in.

When the old man saw him, he immediately ordered: "Help me up, I really don't want to stay here for a minute!"

From Wei Anya's point of view, these words were clearly meant for herself.

She was a person who couldn't bear the slightest bit of anger, and immediately said, "Dad, I didn't offend you today, did I? What do you mean by that?"

The old man didn't even look back, he really didn't bother to talk to her.

...

Smoke from the kitchen is curling up in the quiet bamboo courtyard.

Mu Nuannuan lay in the bedroom for several days, feeling really bored.

The two servants at home are very domineering.

She is not allowed to look at her mobile phone, nor is she allowed to read a book.

Even when I get up and walk occasionally, I can only do it when the weather is good.

Days like this are no different from being in jail.

She just had a miscarriage, not confinement.

"Miss Mu, the chicken soup is ready, drink it while it's hot."

The servant came in with a bowl of milky white chicken soup and put it on the small dining table.

These days Dun Dun is either chicken soup or fish soup, or trotter soup.

Mu Nuannuan was a little tired of eating.

She looked at the servant: "Is there any vegetarian soup? The kind without oil?"

"no!"

"Then do it."

"Your body is weak after childbirth, you should drink some nutritious supplements. Vegetarian soup is not nutritious, so you should drink it later!"

The servant was obviously impatient and was about to leave after speaking.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Huo Linyuan who came in at some unknown time in the living room behind him.

Huo Linyuan was looking at her with a gloomy face at the moment.

"Master!"

The servant bowed her head guiltily, "Miss Mu wants to drink vegetarian soup, I..."

"Not going to do it soon?"

Huo Linyuan didn't want to listen to the servant's explanation, so he only ordered: "In the future, every meat and vegetable meal, if she doesn't like it, do it again until she is satisfied."

The servant bit his lip.

She has worked hard in the countryside these days, suffered a lot, and had enough of being laughed at.

The young master didn't care about or sympathize with her, but he didn't even let her finish his complaint.

The servant felt bitter in his heart, and was so wronged that he wanted to shed tears, but he could only respond: "Yes, I understand!"