Sit at the wrong table on a blind date, get married to the heir of a billionaire family

Chapter 734: Future Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law Conflict

Although Zhao Qingqing had never met Zheng's mother, the smart girl had already seen from the side that Zheng Hongjie's mother was a shrewd old woman.

He never takes his own granddaughter with him and he likes to be clever and find fault with his daughter-in-law.

She didn't expect Mother Zheng to help her at all. It was good enough that she didn't find fault.

Zheng Hongjie defended his mother: "My mother is actually quite nice. She is honest, but she is a bit outspoken. You will understand when you get to know her better."

"I don't expect her to do anything for me, Hongjie. Let me make this clear. If I ever enter your house, your mother can't treat me like she treated Wenwen!"

"Don't worry, she likes you very much and is very open-minded."

Zhao Qingqing: "I don't ask for that much. I just hope she won't get involved in our lives and disturb our world of two."

"This……"

Zheng Hongjie was a little confused: "Qingqing, don't you want to live with my mother?"

"How can I live there? I don't even know where the house is."

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Zheng Hongjie: "When we get married, I will buy a big house and bring my mom and my sister to live with us."

Zhao Qingqing on the other end of the phone was apparently silent for a moment.

"Living together? Doesn't that mean there's no privacy?"

"We are all family. As long as the house is big enough and you and my mother can live in harmony while ensuring privacy."

"No! I don't like living with my elders." Zhao Qingqing's voice was sharp.

Zheng Hongjie was reluctant to make her unhappy, "Qingqing, let's not quarrel with each other now, I will make arrangements later."

Zhao Qingqing snorted coldly: "I've said it in advance! I don't like living under the same roof with my elders. There is no privacy and no space. That's not what I want! Do you understand, Zheng Hongjie?"

Zheng Hongjie: "...Qingqing, what's wrong with living together as a family?"

Zhao Qingqing: "Although I don't like your wife and hope she leaves the house as soon as possible, I admire her for being able to endure a mother-in-law like your mother for so long."

Zheng Hongjie didn't want to hear her say bad things about his mother.

“My mother is a very nice person.”

"Whether it's good or not, it has nothing to do with me. I accept being with you, but your family and I must keep our distance."

Zheng Hongjie: "Okay, I understand."

He compromised verbally, but in his heart he was just coping.

Anyway, when they get married, they will eventually live together... She slowly accepted it.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Think about how to talk to her tomorrow! What if she does the opposite and gives you the custody of Lele?"

Zhao Qingqing reminded Zheng Hongjie.

Deep down in her heart, she didn't want Zheng Hongjie to get the custody of Lele. She didn't want to be a stepmother as soon as she got married!

It would be best to let Wenwen and her daughter disappear completely, so that we can forget about seeing them from now on.

Zheng Hongjie doesn't care about Lele's custody. After all, she is just a daughter and nothing precious about her.

If Wenwen is willing to take the child, then she can take the child. If she is not willing, then forget it.

Anyway, he can leave the child to his hometown and mother.

"Don't worry, Qingqing, I know what's going on."

Zhao Qingqing: "Also, they recorded us yesterday and we are in a passive situation. Think about how to talk tomorrow. If she wants money, how much should we give her?"

Zheng Hongjie: "I don't even plan to give her any money!"

Zhao Qingqing: "But now we are already in a passive position, and she has two helpers. Hongjie, you might really bleed this time."

"Quickly transfer the money in the card to a safe account, and leave a few tens of thousands of dollars for her to divide."

Zheng Hongjie: "How many tens of thousands?"

He also feels distressed about the tens of thousands of dollars.

Zhao Qingqing is obviously more rational than Zheng Hongjie.

"It's not impossible to send her away with a few tens of thousands of dollars, but I'm afraid she will be greedy and want more."

"Hongjie, of course I hope your wife doesn't get a penny! But after all, you two have been married for so long, she has been at home taking care of the children for a long time, and now she has blocked us at the hotel. It is unrealistic to expect that you won't get a penny. In my opinion... as long as you can get a divorce within 100,000 yuan, it won't be a big loss for you."

"One hundred thousand? Qingqing, did I hear you right? Are you willing to let me give her so much?"

"I don't want to either, but what if you can't handle it well and she posts the video online? We are both managers of a large company, and you are facing a promotion to manager. Once you are promoted to manager, won't 100,000 yuan be easy?"

Zheng Hongjie: "Didn't I tell you yesterday that the money in the card is a debt and can be withdrawn at any time."

Zhao Qingqing: "The man and woman with Wenwen don't seem to be easy to deal with. If they find out about your little trick... you'd better be careful."

"Ah."

Zheng Hongjie was thinking: There are more than 400,000 yuan in the card at present. If it really doesn't work...why not find a way to transfer 200,000 yuan out first? Then make a fake transaction to show that his investment is losing money in all aspects. In this way, even if Wenwen shares the money, she won't get much.

"Qingqing, let me think about it. I will handle this matter satisfactorily."

"Okay, I believe you."

After hanging up the phone, the two of them kissed sweetly across the Internet.

Zheng Hongjie had just put his cell phone in his pocket when his mother's voice called him coldly from behind.

"Hongjie."

Zheng Hongjie was stunned and turned around. He didn't expect that his mother was standing behind him. He didn't know when she followed him.

"Mom, why are you following me... When did you stand here?"

Mother Zheng's face was not looking good: "I was just listening to you talking to her on the phone behind her. This little girl... I don't like her."

"what?"