My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

Feng Lanchu never expected that Chubby's mother turned out to be such a slender and gentle beauty.

Standing with Fatty's father is like a rose on a glutinous rice ball.

Jiang Anzhi had heard Jiang Che say that Chubby's mother was very violent, so he reserved three points of respect for this seemingly gentle woman, and hoped that she would not impart too many terrible experiences to Teacher Xiaofeng.

Otherwise, life will be difficult in the future...

Fatty's father smiled and said to the family of three: "There will be a little more decoration outside the yard. You should sit in the living room and have some snacks first."

Talking about introducing them into the house, seeing the polite appearance of the family of three, I thought they were so cautious because of the luxurious decoration, but the fat father greeted him warmly: "Don't be nervous, treat this as your own home, Just take it easy."

"Yes, I'll make tea for you." Fatty's mother also smiled and looked for tea sets in the cabinet beside her.

Fat Dun stood alone on the spot, his stomach was shy and his trousers were loose and his face was helpless: "I... what should I do?"

Is everyone just ignoring him?

Jiang Che glanced at Chubby's nondescript dress, and shook his head helplessly: "You might as well wear a girl's corset."

Jiang Che's words awakened the dreamer, and Pang Dun's mother immediately realized, yes, you can find a piece of her shapewear for Pang Dun to wear.

Pangdun's mother happily stuffed the tea into Pangdun's father's arms: "You greet the guests well, I will be here in a while."

Talking happily, he hurriedly dragged Pang Dun upstairs.

Feng Lan was shocked when she saw the chubby mother's flustered appearance, and soon heard the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets from upstairs.

Fatty's father wiped his sweat in embarrassment: "My wife is a vigorous and decisive person, please forgive me."

"It's okay." Feng Lanchu awkwardly waved her hand to express her understanding.

Fatty's father brought the tea in front of them, ready to boil water to make tea.

An Zhi held down his movements: "No need, we just drink boiled water."

"How about it, let's have a cup of tea."

"We just came over after eating, you really don't have to be polite, if you want to drink, we'll have a drink later." Feng Lanchu also dissuaded from the side.

Fatty's father saw their sincerity, so he stopped: "That's fine."

"You said last night that you wanted to ask me for help, I wonder if it was?" Jiang Anzhi asked out of his doubts.

After hanging up the phone last night, he felt an inexplicable anxiety in his heart.

After all, he was not familiar with Fatty's father's routines, so he couldn't guess what he wanted to do.

"Ah, yes, you come with me." Fatty's father happily dragged Jiang Anzhi to a room on the first floor, and he did not forget to greet Feng Lanchu's mother and son: "Mother Jiang Che, you and little Jiang Che have a good rest here , we'll be right back."

The mother and son were left alone in the living room.

After a while, they heard Zhou Congcong's howling like killing a pig upstairs, and the mother and son looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a while, the room where Jiang Anzhi went to also heard the faint discussion of Fatty's father, and the mother and son looked at each other again.

Jiang Che came to visit his classmate's house full of expectations, but he didn't expect that his classmate was busy with beauty, his father was dragged to work, and he and his mother could only sit side by side in the living room and eat fruit. What does this have to do with eating fruit at home? the difference? There is a little disappointment.

"Mom, are we going to play by ourselves?"

"If you want, mom can take you to play." Feng Lanchu didn't stop him.

On the contrary, Jiang Che glanced at the people coming and going outside, fearing that they would cause trouble to Feng Lanchu, so he held back, shook his head and sat obediently.