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Chapter 42: The One in a Thousand Good Wife

[69 Book Bar - www.] When leaving, grandma stopped Chu Yan'en. Jian Xun waited in front of the car and saw him slightly bowing his head in front of grandma. His handsome and handsome face was blurred by the bright moon and clear flowers.

"What did grandma tell you?"

After getting in the car, Jian Xun spoke naturally. There was a smile on her lips, and it was obvious that she was in a happy mood.

Grandma, grandma...

Hearing her call her so affectionately made Chu Zhen'en feel annoyed for no reason.

He knitted his eyebrows, twitched the corners of his lips, and said with a cold and mocking tone, "Grandma praises you for being knowledgeable, courteous, and well-spoken. She said you are quite lovable."

The words that spilled out from those thin lips had never been warm to Jian Xun. At this time, the changed compliments felt as cold as a weapon in his ears. Like a scimitar in its sheath, although

Even if it is not pulled out, it can penetrate powerful and fatal lethality.

She is still wearing Chu's mother's coat, which Chu's father carefully selected for Biyu when she got married.

It should be very warm, but suddenly there was a suffocating coldness that penetrated my intestines.

"You don't have to be sarcastic. I know what I said and did today. I think this is what you want to see. Similarly, I hope you can do the same thing as I did today when you visit my parents. Even if

Even if you are pretending, you must show it off. Otherwise, there will be nothing to discuss about our marriage."

"Are you pretending?" Chu Yan'en naturally interpreted all Jian Xun's outstanding performance today as a forced smile or clever words in her literal meaning.

He looked at Jian Xun's face, which was blurred under the light of the lamp. He looked tired, as if he was very tired.

It's ridiculous, he really thought that she was as knowledgeable and knowledgeable as she appeared on the surface, so he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

He didn’t need to be told by his family, but he himself knew how timid and reserved Yingying was when he brought her home. When they first met, the two sides asked and answered each other, and the atmosphere was cold and awkward. When he went back, Yingying still hugged him and cried,

She blames herself for messing up.

But Yingying's good friend, the woman in front of her, hides her secrets and plays tricks on everyone simply.

Grandma also said that the person she has watched her whole life has a piercing eye. Ha...

She was really tired, not just physically, but mentally as if she had reached a kind of overdraft. Jian Xun simply closed her eyes and leaned back slowly. She turned her face away and looked at the scattered lights in the wilderness. "Do you think I'm pretending to be that?"

Just pretend, even if I say I am true, you may not believe it. By the way, grandma gave this to you..."

Thinking of the bulging red envelope, Jian Xun quickly dug it out, held it in the palm of his hand, and took a dozen heavy ones.

As Chu Yan'en drove the car, she took a moment to glance at the red risqué envelope in her palm. It was very thick. I still remember that when Yingying went there, it was less than half as thick. He was still very resentful at that time, but Yingying laughed and said it was because she was polite.

Favors are important. But look at it now, it's really a favor to one but not to another.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. Chu Zhen'en said in a firm voice, "Count."

Jian Xun felt bad, but to avoid being called hypocritical, he took out the thick stack of red banknotes.

"One hundred and one pieces, so many! Could it be that grandma and the others put them by mistake?"

His hands almost cramped after counting. Jian Xun finally counted them all and was flattered.
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