Mr. Lin is crazy about his cute wife

Li Yishan unpacked the two boxes of tea, opened the lids of the boxes and placed them on the coffee table. The aroma of tea immediately wafted out. "Mom, there are indeed tea leaves inside, new tea." He followed up Zhang Zhilan's words and asked, "Mom, what do you think is wrong with these two boxes of tea?"

"Liu Wenlong, why should I mail something to you? Our family has no dealings or relationship with the Liu family." Zhang Zhilan glanced at the tea box on the coffee table, leaned back in the sofa, and took it out inadvertently, showing the style of a leader doing ideological work.

"How is it not related? Isn't my aunt called Liu Yuanyuan? Isn't Liu Wenlong her biological father? With this relationship, we are relatives, right?" Li Yishan looked relaxed.

"Nonsense, how can we be related? Liu Wenlong is Liu Wenlong, and your aunt is your aunt.

Your aunt was raised in our family since she was a child, and she received the highest quality aristocratic education.

Our family is different from the Liu family in origin. There is no need to contact them. "Zhang Zhilan said this without any emotion.

"Aren't you a female leader in the regular organization? You still have such a strong sense of class? There is something wrong with your thinking!" Li Yishan touched his chin and looked at his mother.

“I am a female leader in the regular system and have been engaged in leadership work for many years. I have some work experience and social experience, but that is my workplace and my job.

Right now, we are discussing my family affairs, our family affairs.”

Li Yishan didn't want to argue with Zhang Zhilan, but he blurted out, "Then your class concept is double standard?"

"There is no such thing as double standards, only suitability. Birds of a feather flock together, and interacting with people of similar levels is effective social interaction." Zhang Zhilan didn't expect that Li Yishan would ask her to point out such a simple truth. Or maybe Li Yishan was deliberately arguing with her.

Li Yishan didn't want to continue chatting. He had a headache. He suddenly felt that his love with Zhang Zhixuan might be more difficult to be recognized by the elders in the family than he imagined, and Zhang Zhixuan cared very much whether the elders agreed.

"Mom, it's just two boxes of tea."

"Li Yishan, I've told you a long time ago how the Liu family got started. Even if they are decent and wealthy now, they are not a wealthy family." Zhang Zhilan stared at Li Yishan.

"Whether they are a wealthy family or not, does it have anything to do with us?! Mom, what do you want to say?" Li Yishan picked up the lemonade on the table and took a big sip.

Zhang Zhilan's voice was gentle, but her tone was very clear in her negative attitude, "Don't associate with their family."

"Doesn't my aunt also occasionally interact with her biological father?"

"Your aunt is the biological daughter of the Liu family. It's normal for them to have occasional contact with each other. This is human nature.

However, you should understand that your aunt is Zhang Zhixuan now, and she can choose any rich young man she wants.

If she was Liu Yuanyuan from the Liu family, although she would not have to worry about money, her status would be lowered by several levels.

This is human nature, people flatter the powerful and look down on the weak.

Besides, it says on his card, nephew, so it's hard to tell the generational differences."

After hearing what Zhang Zhilan said, Li Yishan was unable to refute it. It was indeed the fact.

“Mom, your father married Liu Wenlong’s ex-wife and helped him raise his daughter.

You should tell my grandfather what you said, because it was my grandfather who started it, otherwise Liu Wenlong wouldn't have mailed me any tea." Li Yishan was a bit of a scoundrel, but he looked cheerful on the surface.

"You little brat, you're deliberately trying to argue with me, aren't you?

Who should my father marry? Besides, it is his freedom. How can I control him?

Anyway, I'm telling you not to associate with Liu Wenlong, just do as I say." Zhang Zhixuan stood up and went to the restaurant with the phone, "Since you're here, why don't I ask your Aunt Siyun to ask the person she introduced to you if he has time to come over and have lunch with you."

Li Yishan didn't say anything because Zhang Zhilan was already unhappy about the tea issue and he couldn't confront her head-on.

Li Yishan took out his mobile phone and sent a text message on WeChat.