After working hard all day, Zhuli fell into a deep sleep after collecting the money. When she opened her eyes again, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon the next day.
She got up and went downstairs, only to catch a glimpse of Jing Youyou sitting quietly on the sofa playing with toys, but not Jing Huaizhi.
"Youyou, where's dad?" Zhuli looked around with a smile on her lips.
Jing Youyou saw her showing eight teeth and said mysteriously: "Dad is going to pick up grandparents!"
What?
Zhuli's mind suddenly went blank. She was going to meet Jing Huaizhi's parents without any preparation?
Her steps when she walked to Jing Youyou's side were weak, and the hairs on her body stood on end.
"Dad, you've been there, how long have you been there?" Zhuli's palms were covered in sweat and he was stammering.
Jing Youyou stared at her with bright eyes and muttered, "Mom, what does "how long" mean?"
Zhuli didn't have time to explain this to Jing Youyou now, so she answered vaguely and then went upstairs to change clothes.
This time Zhuli spent nearly two hours dressing up. She wore a waist-cinching pale pink dress, with the neckline revealing just the right amount of skin, and her long black hair was pulled up casually.
When Zhuli went downstairs, Jing's father and Jing's mother just pushed the door open and entered.
"Hello, uncle and aunt." She walked quickly to the second elder, bowed her head and said hello politely.
As soon as she said these words, she later realized that she had called her wrong. She and Jing Huaizhi were already married and should be called parents.
The woman in a Chinese dress nodded with satisfaction and held Zhuli's shoulders: "You are Lizi, right?"
This woman exuded a dignified and luxurious temperament, and her manners were also very elegant.
She is Jing Huaizhi's mother Shang Jin.
Zhuli was stunned for a moment, "Yes, Mrs. Jing."
"Miss Zhu, how much real estate do your parents own in Beijing?"
"What kind of business does your family do in Beijing?"
"What benefits do you think you can bring to our Jing family?" Jing Huaizhi's father adjusted his glasses and asked three questions seriously.
Jing Gaoming stood there with a burly figure and a fierce face, his eyes were deep and impactful.
Zhuli was stunned, her lip was almost bitten by her.
"Dad!" Jing Huaizhi came in and shouted, as if venting his inner dissatisfaction.
Jing Gaoming's sharp eyes haven't moved away from Zhuli. It seems that he is here to destroy their marriage today.
"Miss Zhu..." Jing Gaoming ignored the people behind him and continued to shout.
Jing Huaizhi glanced at Jing Youyou on the sofa, and Jing Youyou quickly ran to Jing Gaoming and hugged his thigh.
"Grandpa, let's play with Youyou." She raised her head and said coquettishly.
Jing Huaizhi's trick worked successfully. Jing Gaoming ignored Zhuli and picked up Jing Youyou to play with her.
Zhuli let out a long sigh of relief and followed Butler Li into the tea room to prepare tea and give herself a chance to breathe.
Butler Li was a little surprised, wiped his water-stained hands and looked at Zhuli curiously.
"Madam, as long as I'm here, you can go to the front hall to accompany the master and his wife."
Zhuli rolled up her sleeves and worked hard without answering.
"Madam, this is not etiquette." Butler Li added, still with the right smile on his face.
Zhuli's fingers holding the tea set paused for a moment, then pretended to be calm and walked out of the tea room.
"Thank you, Butler Li."
Before she entered the hall, she heard a fierce quarrel.
"I have my own thoughts. I am a human being and not a victim of your power!" This was Jing Huaizhi's voice.
As his voice fell, there was a sound of banging things and Jing Youyou's crying.
"You're such a traitor, you don't have any choice in our Jing family!" Jing Gaoming's voice was sharp and he didn't back down.
"Hurry up and divorce that woman. Ai Ru is coming back soon. Don't let her see you in such a disgraceful state!" After Jing Gaoming finished speaking, he slammed the door and left angrily.
Only after making sure that everything was over did Zhuli dare to appear in the living room.
Looking at the mess on the ground, she couldn't help but frown, slowly raised her head and looked around with vigilant eyes, and finally her eyes stopped on Jing Huai's chest.
"Are you okay?" Zhuli rushed to him and took off his clothes regardless of the other people in the hall.
It turns out that the collision sound not long ago was caused by Jing Gaoming throwing something at Jing Huaizhi.
The wound five centimeters below his collarbone has begun to bleed, and his white shirt has been stained red with blood. His wound looks much more serious than his own burn.
Jing Huaizhi raised his eyebrows and joked: "I can't die."
Jing Youyou stumbled to his feet, tugged on his pants and pouted: "Dad, you left a lot of blood, woo woo woo."
Shang Jin bent down and picked up Jing Youyou, coaxing her softly and taking her back to the room.
In an instant, only the two of them were left in the huge living room. Zhuli's attention was all on his wounds, and he completely failed to notice the smile on Jing Huaizhi's eyebrows.
"Have you seen enough? Do you need me to take off my clothes to show you?"
Zhuli's face suddenly turned red to the roots of her ears. She retracted her drooping eyes and hit him hard on the shoulder.
"You handle it yourself, gangster!" She took a few steps back and chose to stay away from him.
On the dinner table.
Jing Youyou fell asleep when she was tired from crying.
Jing Huaizhi put on home clothes and kept serving dishes to Zhuli. Her dishes could hardly be filled.
"Okay, thank you." Zhuli didn't dare to raise his head and look at Shang Jin, afraid of her gaze.
Unexpectedly, Jing Huaizhi, as if he was not satisfied with his acting, picked up the extra dishes and continued serving her dishes, and even helped her peel the shrimps thoughtfully.
The corners of Shang Jin's lips couldn't help but curl up. It was obvious that she was very satisfied with this daughter-in-law.
"Lizi, when are you and Huaizhi going to have a baby?" The question was a life-threatening one for her.
Zhuli happened to eat a piece of ginger, which was so spicy that she quickly suppressed a series of coughs.
"Lizi, we need to plan this problem. Youyou are the only one who can't do it." Shang Jin filled a bowl of soup and handed it to her, the smile on his face still undiminished.
This kind of person who smiles and hands you a knife is the most terrifying, because you don't know how to refuse.
Only the two of them know that she and Jing Huai are married by contract, so the show must continue for now.
"Mom, we are making a plan." Jing Huaizhi, who had been watching the show for a long time, finally spoke.
Zhuli turned her head and put one hand on her forehead, warning him with her eyes not to say any more.
Although she felt that she was demonstrating to him, the man sitting next to her didn't notice it at all and was minding his own business peeling the shrimp.
Shang Jin put down his bowl and chopsticks with a smile on his face.
Her goal was achieved and she was ready to leave.
"The car has arrived, I'll leave first." Shang Jin stood up slowly and stroked the slightly wrinkled hem of her skirt.
Zhuli and Jing Huaizhi also immediately stood up and escorted her to the door.
She began to count down in her heart. As long as Mrs. Jing left, she would be free.
"Lizi, let's make a plan." Shang Jin took a few steps forward and then looked back and added.
