One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

Yesterday morning, the newspaper published the news that Lin Meiqing messed up the banquet, which originally made Lan Zijun very upset and felt that his face was lost. In addition, Lin Meiqing also lost his gold card. Although the lost card can be reissued, this kind of thing is always very annoying.

After misfortune was at stake, Lin Meiqing cried and lost her voice, and then tried to clean up the mess.

I have to admit that she is an old fried dough stick. After learning the lesson that Lan Zhirou was published in the street newspaper last time, she quickly took a large amount of private money and bought newspapers everywhere, finally minimizing the impact.

And that gold card, she also tried her best, went back to Lin's house to beg her elder brother Lin Chuan, and found the president of the Imperial Bank, and finally gave her a replacement within a few hours and upgraded to a higher level. The platinum card finally calmed Lan Zijun's anger a bit.

But in the evening, Lin Meiqing did her best to make Lan Zijun comfortable, and afterwards, she talked with him for a long time.

Therefore, even though the events of the whole day yesterday were extremely unfavorable to Lin Meiqing, she still fought a dangerous turn, like a poisonous flower blooming in the mud. At this moment, she can still squeeze out that smile. With her fake face, she tenderly took Lan Zijun's arm and said: "Husband, didn't you say last night, did you want to announce something to Xin'er?"

Nalan Xin'er was smearing blueberry jam on a piece of toast. Hearing the words, it was not salty nor plain, "Isn't it, in the etiquette of the nobles, don't you chat while eating?"

The knife for spreading the jam was wiped on the toast, and the sharp side was directed at Lin Meiqing. The cold light on the knife covered the emotions in her eyes. It seemed that she was still an arrogant and arrogant strawbag lady. In inappropriate situations, say inappropriate things.

Lin Meiqing's nose was crooked, and she smiled flatteringly: "Your father has something important to announce today, it's special."

As I said, I was delighted in my heart: Nalan Xin'er, you idiot, you don’t know that you are going to be unlucky...

Lan Zijun's face was slightly embarrassed, put down the newspaper, coughed, and followed the steps given by Lin Meiqing: "Well, today is a special situation. Xin'er, it is like this. After the coming-of-age ceremony the day before yesterday, you and Zhirou I have grown up and should be sensible. In the future, we must know how to share the worries for our family..."

"Okay, Dad, I must listen to you." Lan Zhirou hurriedly put down the knife and fork obediently, her eyes widened, and she expressed her loyalty impatiently.

Nalan Xin'er continued to apply her blueberry jam, absent-mindedly. She thought to herself, what does Lan Zijun mean by going around such a big circle and emphasizing that they are mature and sensible?

It will definitely not be a good thing anyway.

Staring slightly, the cold light of the blade just reflected the unconcealable, smug gratification of Lin Meiqing's lips on the opposite side.

Nalan Xin'er squinted her eyes, and she already had some guesses in her heart.

Hehe, so impatient, these people...

Sure enough, Lan Zijun emphasized for a long time, why should he be sensible, share worries for the family, and fight for the family's position in the family... These are just foreshadowing.

He spared a big circle, and finally fell to the point of——

"Xin'er, the benefits of these commercial buildings operated by my father in the Imperial Capital are not particularly outstanding. If our family continues to be like this, the position of the head of the Nalan family will probably fall into the hands of the sick child in Qingcheng... …" This is something that Lan Zijun rarely confesses to his ambition.

As soon as the conversation changed, Lan Zijun said again: "If we can develop a new high-end commercial building, it will be different. It will definitely drive the whole business and win a place in the family."

"So?" Nalan Xin'er raised her eyebrows and asked calmly.

"So, if you can take out the 1.8 billion land deed from your grandmother, Dad will have the hope of becoming the next generation of Patriarch. You are the real daughters of the family!"

Sure enough, as Nalan Xin'er expected, it was the 1.8 billion that caused the disaster!