Hi, My Adorable Sweet Wife

At about 12 o'clock that night, the three young masters Li and the young lady had not yet returned home.

In the living room, Li Yaoyang kept looking at his watch, even if the third son was fooling around, how could he still play with Mengmeng.

After all, Meng Meng is a young girl. If you let Qingzhi know that her daughter was taken out by the third child and she didn't return home after such a late night, she might say what he would say.

"Lao Zhao ... did you call them? Even if it is a celebration party, you don't need to play so late."

Steward Zhao knew that Li Yaoyang was in a hurry, and quickly reported what he knew: "The call was taken at 8 o'clock, and it sounded like singing on KTV at that time. But then the phone couldn't be reached. It was about no power and shut down ... "

"Master, rest assured, young people may forget time when they play ... Master Three and Miss will be fine."

Li Yaoyang: "Who cares if Ache's kid is okay, what can he do with a boy. I am not worried about Mengmeng. She is a little girl after all, in case you don't notice that someone else takes advantage of you ..."

Young people are not decent to play, Li Yaoyang is worried that Ruan Mengmeng will be happy when he is drunk, and the third child will take care of himself, and look down on Ruan Mengmeng.

"Oh, if this is the case, there is no need to worry about the master. I heard that in addition to Miss and Master Three's classmates, there is also Jing Shao. Jing Shao is stable and will take good care of the lady."

As soon as Li Yaoyang heard it, his frowned brows relaxed. "The kid from Jingjia was here too? That ’s good, that ’s good. I look good at that child, and I am not worried about him."

In fact, Li Yaoyang still has a little selfishness. He thinks that Jing Yizheng is worthy of entrustment. His net worth is innocent, motivated, and unlike many sister-in-laws, he has a lot of lace news.

If she looks so good, if she can make a pair with Ruan Mengmeng, she will fulfill her wife's wish.

As I was talking, the sound of shattered porcelain suddenly came from the porch next door.

Li Yaoyang raised an eyebrow. "Lao Zhao, did you hear ... Is there any noise? What's wrong?"

Steward Zhao lowered his head, concealing the convulsive forehead: "It's the young master ... probably you accidentally smashed some of your antiques."

Uncle Zhao wiped his sweat silently, why did n’t the master understand?

Little Master has gone downstairs more than 20 times tonight.

The young master who rarely went downstairs one night, was thirsty to drink water again tonight, hungry to eat fruit, and said that too much to go downstairs to eat.

Uncle Zhao is ashamed. To know that in the past, even if the young master really wanted to drink water and eat fruits, he was instructed to get them delivered.

But never, let him be honored and noble, and come down on his own.

"Oh, this stinky boy, to spoil my baby again." After hearing what Uncle Zhao said, Li Yaoyang stunned off the sofa.

Seeing the master rushing to save the baby, Lao Zhao shook his head.

Alas ... if the master doesn't know what to do, I'm afraid that his group of babies won't be able to be ruined by young and old.

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In the adjacent hall, Li Junyu was leaning against a bottle of Bogu rack, watching the antique porcelain that had fallen to the ground, broken into pieces, and a smirk of coldness evoked in the corners of his lips.

"This ... This is my Ming Xuande blue-and-white flower and flower pattern bean! Li Junyu! This is an orphan product—there is only one in the world. This is the royal product of the year. I just just Acquired a high price from the Chinese collectors! "

Li Yaoyang ran over to see the shards of the baby on the ground. He was really mad at his disgusted and defeated elder son.

The last time he broke his three treasures, he almost fainted.

This time, I finally received a new baby to comfort myself. As a result, I didn't cover it, and I was ruined by my eldest son.

"Li Junyu, what's going on with you ... these are treasures, baby!" Oops, Li Yaoyang was really angry.

Li Junyu was cold and indifferent, glancing at his father, "It's your treasure, not mine. These things are placed here, obstructing and blocking the way."

"You ... you ..." Li Yaoyang pointed to his eldest son, and received his son's indifferent contempt, speechless with anger.

Afterwards, I was so pale that I turned pale and pale, and finally I had to let Uncle Zhao collect all the antiques in the gallery and lock them.

Hmm, that's a big deal ... he won't show his treasure in the future!

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