One Child Two Treasures: The Billionaire Chief’s Good Wife

Chapter 267 We are not married yet

Mu Yazhe stared at her deeply and saw her face stubbornly, glaring at her with anger and anger, apparently dissatisfied with his general alms.

Daddy, he smiled deeply, stumbled into the sofa casually, and raised his hand lazily to signal the manager to open the offer.

"Hello, this set is 45 million."

Yun Shishi is petrified.

Mu Yazhe appreciatively admired her horrified expression, and saw her long-term stunned, could not help but mocked. "What? You are not saying, you want to buy it yourself?"

"I..." She lost her voice.

She also thought that a villa of tens of millions, a garden house should not be so expensive.

Yun Shishi bit his lip and stagnate in his heart.

"How can you not lick your mouth?" Mu Yazhe asked coldly.

He looked up and his eyes showed, and the manager immediately withdrew.

The procedure for setting up a real estate license is not complicated, and everything is too unreasonable.

Therefore, when the manager handed over a new real estate certificate to the hands of Yun Shishi, she still had some difficulties in returning.

Mu Yazhe stood by, leaning slightly, admiring her miserly expression, and her heart was very happy: "Is it very moving? You don't have to sleep in the slums again."

"Why are you sending me this house?" This man, wouldn't he have to sign this "unequal treaty" with her?

Mu Yazhe saw her look of vigilance and could not help but laugh at it.

"Do you let me watch my son sleep in the pigsty?"

"...that's not a pigsty!" Yun Shishi did not reinforce it.

Mu Yazhe gave her a squint and did not speak again.

For him, such a place is tantamount to the pig pen.

Small and unsafe.

A building has dozens of residents.

It may even be more than that.

It is difficult to avoid idle people.

Plus security is not in place, just anyone can go in and out.

How can he allow his woman and son to live in such a smoky place?

At this moment, however, the woman in front of her face was stubborn, and in front of him, she carefully maintained the poor self-esteem.

I don't know why, he didn't say anything more.

Only faintly said: "This is a gift."

Yun Shishi’s face is stagnation: “...”

"The gift of the bowl of noodles."

Cloud poetry is somewhat messy in the wind.

What do you mean?

A bowl of clear soup white noodles for a luxury home?

In this equal conversion, her bowl of noodles is worth tens of millions?

Gosh……

This is undoubtedly a lottery ticket?

"You said so, if I give you more bowls of noodles, would you give me more than a few luxury homes?"

"..."

Mu Yazhe looked at her silently.

Yun Shi poetry looked at him provocatively, no doubt, if he refused, she would give him a face to eat every day!

He can't eat poor!

The ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted this strange silence in a timely manner.

Mu Yazhe originally wanted to cut off. However, as soon as he looked at the screen, he looked aside and immediately went to the side and picked up the phone. He replied: "Grandpa."

On the phone, the voice of the old man was gloomy and angry, but he tried to restrain himself: "You finally know to answer the phone! It is difficult, I will not call you, you do not know where the home is!"

"..."

When the old man saw that he was silent and silent, he was very angry: "Do you still know how to go home? You call so many calls, how come you don't know? Is there still her wife in your eyes, and my grandfather? ?!"

"Grandpa, I haven't married her yet." Mu Yazhe was dull.

Recommended tickets go up~~~~ Baby~~~~~~

(End of this chapter)