Mrs. Young, Her A Has Exploded All Over the World

"Li Jue, we have been married for a while, let's go see grandma tonight." Shen Xiaodiu actively mentioned.

Zhao Lijue knew how much Shen Xiaodiu repelled going to Zhao's old house.

When the two met, Shen Xiaodiu never showed up.

"Okay." Zhao Lijue nodded, and the second when Shen Xiaodiu buried his head in eating, his deep eyes became extremely bloody.

In fact, it was not only Shen Xiaodiu who didn't want to go back to the old house, but also Zhao Lijue himself.

In order to change the Zhao family's impression of her, Shen Xiaodiu literally spent an afternoon dragging Zhao Lijue to the mall to purchase gifts.

In the end, I also disliked Zhao Lijue's unsuccessful Bugatti that could not hold too many goods. It was not as good as a pickup, which allowed Fu Xiaobei to experience the real Versailles.

At six o'clock in the evening, the sun sets.

A black Bugatti parked at the gate of the ancient courtyard of Zhao's old house.

The Zhao’s old house is located in the oldest part of the Tanglin, surrounded by courtyard-type houses. It retains the appearance of the city of Tanglin a hundred years ago. The housing prices are already daunting, and the real value is priceless.

"Young Master and Young Lady are back!"

The moment Steward Long saw Zhao Lijue and Shen Xiaodiu getting off the car, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and said hello for a long while.

You know, since their marriage, the young master and the young wife have never returned to the old house.

Mrs. Zhao was walking with the pet dog Wang Ding in the yard. Hearing the sound, she immediately led Wang Ding over.

"Grandma, Li Jue and I came to see you."

Looking at the gray-haired old man in front of him, Shen Xiao smiled at the corner of his mouth, but the corners of his eyes were a bit sour.

Although there is no blood relationship, Mrs. Zhao is so kind to her that she has nothing to say, and it really hurts her as a granddaughter.

It's a pity that she was so stupid in her last life.

In this life, she will definitely take care of Mrs. Zhao as her grandmother.

"Okay, grandma misses you." When Shen Xiaodiu called her grandma, Mrs. Zhao almost smiled into a flower.

On the phone, I heard Aunt Li talk about how Xiao Diu and her grandson are in love, but she didn't see it with her own eyes, and she was still a little worried.

Looking at the fingers between the two of them, the love of smiling and looking at each other can't be hidden, Mrs. Zhao really believes it.

Xiao Diu, really accepted her grandson.

"Come in." Mrs. Zhao giggled, and turned her head to let Butler Long take Wang Ding for a walk, and then quickly dragged Shen Xiao into the house, treating her like a granddaughter in a affectionate manner.

The Zhao family is a big family, and Grandpa Zhao Lijue has a lot of people.

There were a lot of people sitting in the huge living room. Women with children talked about children's education, and women without children talked about clothes and jewelry.

The men talked about company project expansion and so on.

It's fun and lively.

However, when everyone saw Shen Xiaodiu, there was a flash of surprise in their eyes, and they were all quiet.

"I and Li Jue have been married for so long and haven't come back. Today, I specially prepared a gift to aunts and uncles and apologizes. I hope you don't care about my ignorance before."

Shen Xiaodiu greeted enthusiastically, a good girl.

Don't look at Shen Xiaodiu's smiling face, she was a little nervous in her heart.

After all, in the previous life, she died in all kinds of tricks. Apart from Zhao Lijue and Mrs. Zhao, everyone else in the Zhao family had some opinions on her.

"Grandma, this is for you. I wish you good luck in the East China Sea and Longevity than Nanshan." What Shen Xiaodiu gave to Mrs. Zhao was a birthday star ornament carved from sandalwood.

Mrs. Zhao was very precious, and she was moved to the room by herself, in the most conspicuous position.

The gift to Zhao Lijue’s mother, Meng Qingping, is a set of tea sets with a very high collection value.

Meng Qingping waved her hand indifferently and asked the nanny to take it away for herself. She didn't even look at it. She was only obviously displeased: "If you don't come to the old house today, I think you will have to look at your face in this life to see my son. NS."