My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Zhou Yao and Han Xuan returned to Zhou's house. The maid opened the door and Zhou Yao pushed the wheelchair to push Han Xuan into the living room.

Old man Zhou and mother Zhou were in the living room, the three of them sat on the couch, but none of them spoke, the atmosphere was heavy and depressing, and the whole living room was cold.

“Grandpa, Mom and Dad.” Zhou Yao shouted.

The three of them didn't get up. They just looked up at Han Xuan and looked at Zhou Yao again. “Are you back? ”

“Mm-hmm." Zhou Yao nodded.

The first thing Han Xuan felt was that the family didn't like her, they were very unhappy, their eyes stopped on her face for two seconds and then quickly moved away again.

But she refused to lose, and she believed that as long as she had a sweet mouth and worked hard enough, she would sooner or later get the family's approval, so she revealed a good and sweet smile, as Zhou Yao shouted, “Grandpa, Dad, Mom. ”

That voice went on, and nobody answered her.

Old man Zhou was still sitting on the couch reading the newspaper. Father Zhou had a book in his hand. Mother Zhou was doing manual work with needles. They were busy, as if they had not heard her voice.

Han Xuan's whole face was stiff and embarrassed.

And the maid came and said, "Old man, old lady, dinner is ready. Do you want to eat now? ”

Master Zhou threw the newspaper in his hand on the coffee table and then stood up with a crutch, "Eat!” He walked to the restaurant and sighed heavily as he walked to Zhou Yao.

Han Xuan's face looks even worse now.

The family sat at a long dining table and Han Xuan sat next to Zhou Yao, when Zhou Father across the street asked Zhou Yao, "When are you going back to the team? ”

This question stunned Han Xuan's heart. She quickly said, "Brother Zhou has not been on the team recently. We only received our marriage certificate today, and we are going to hold a wedding. ”

In the eyes of traditional Chinese people, only a lively wedding, inviting all relatives and friends to witness is actually married, she is also going to hold a wedding.

It was also her dream for a woman to wear a beautiful wedding dress and walk into the hall of marriage with her beloved man.

Her voice fell and the whole table was silent. Old Master Zhou and Father Zhou Zhou looked up at her.

Suddenly they were looking at Han Xuan.

Old man Zhou threw the bowls and chopsticks in his hand on the table. He said, “Bullshit! Zhou Yao's current status as a soldier stands by 24 hours a day. He is not on vacation. Even for weddings, he needs to report to his superiors. Do you think you can decide this? How much less important is a national matter than a personal wedding? ”

Master Zhou's cloudy eyes stared sharply at Han Xuan.

Han Xuan's face was white, “I...”

“I don't want to eat anymore, you eat yourselves!” Master Zhou got up and threw his sleeve out of the restaurant and walked upstairs to his room.

“Dad, you're relieved. Somebody make a bowl of porridge for the old man.” Zhou Father also got up, "you eat slowly, I'll go see Dad. ”

Zhou Father also left.

Two people walked away at the table, even the servants felt this nervous atmosphere, Han Xuan's left hand hanging on her knees and squeezing her fist tightly, the national affairs... the words are so nice, in her opinion, they just don't want to wed her!

Mother Zhou chewed the rice and deeply twisted her eyebrows. She said, “Han Xuan, let's talk about the wedding later, the family is not ready. ”

Han Xuan closed her eyes for a moment and suppressed her temper. She said softly, "But Mom, we don't have a wedding to make people talk. Brother Zhou is a soldier...”

“Oh," Mother Zhou smiled unknowingly. She looked up at Han Xuan, "I wish you were really afraid of gossip. Zhou Yao is a soldier, which soldier is bigamous like him? I'm afraid the whole of T-shirt after tea dinner is now at home. ”

Mother Zhou put down the chopsticks. “I'm full. Let's go. ”

Mother Zhou also left the restaurant.

There were only two people left at the table. A servant brought a bowl of hot soup. The servant saw everyone go, and then looked carefully at Han Xuan.

Han Xuan accepted the servant's gaze, and she glared back immediately, which means --- what do you dare to look at me like that?

The servant quickly retracted his head and retreated.

Zhou Yao performed fairly calmly throughout the process, his face was not shocked, not even his eyebrows wrinkled, and he ate his meal with chopsticks.

Han Xuan was angry, but she looked at Zhou Yaotou and said, "Brother Zhou, what does your grandfather and your parents mean? They are clearly bullying me...”

Zhou Yao put down his chopsticks and looked at Han Xuan indifferently. "Ready? Go upstairs when you're done. ”

……

Han Xuan was pushed into the room. She was still angry. “Brother Zhou, your grandfather and your parents...”

“They have their difficulties. My grandfather has been in the battlefield for so many years. He has never been allowed to talk. My father is a mayor, but the backyard of his house is on fire. Han Xuan, if you don't make this so ugly, maybe they will also miss your brother's old affair...”

Zhou Yao walked to the closet to get his clothes. Speaking of this “again," his hand stopped.

“What else? Doesn't your grandfather and your parents love cold-hearted eggs?” Han Xuan asked.

Zhou Yao restrained his eyebrows for a moment. He couldn't see his face in the dark. He took some clothes from the wardrobe. He nodded and said softly, “Hmm. ”

Grandpa and Mom loved her.

Some things are predominantly predominant.

Han Xuan sneered, ah, she figured it out, the family's heart turned to the cold Xuan, they couldn't see her at all.

At this point, she saw Zhou Yao holding a man's shirt in her hand. She immediately remembered that it was their wedding night.

Han Xuan's anger suddenly subsided. Anyway, she had married him. She had entered Zhou's door and became Mrs. Zhou.

The family can take care of it slowly. As a matter of urgency, she should cook the raw rice and slowly win Brother Zhou's heart.

They all said that he and Cold Iris had no feelings when they were falsely married. Their feelings were also nurtured, and she believed that she could do the same.

Han Xuan pulled up her lips and her heart was sweet. She said softly, “Brother Zhou, go take a bath first... I'll wash later... tonight... it's our wedding night, I... my body is clean, I've been waiting for you...”

She confessed deeply.

Zhou Yaobao opened his legs and walked to her. “This is your room from now on. I have arranged a professional care for you. She will come in later to help you take a bath. ”