The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

"Aunt Xia, it's said that mothers look at their sons with a magnifying glass. I couldn't reason before, but now I can." Ni Lehui said, she rarely refuted Xia Qing, it doesn't mean she won't refute, If Xia Qing was aggressive towards her, she would not remain silent.

She divorced Yan Changtuo, and her mother broke up with Aunt Xia. She regarded Xia Qing as an elder because she respected her elders as a junior.

"You..." Xia Qing was very angry. How could she fail to hear that Ni Lehui was hurting her son.

Xia Qing wanted to step forward to slap Ni Lehui, but also thought about the consequences of this slap. They were arguing here, and those who couldn't hear them would think they were chatting, but if they moved their hands, they would attract people to watch.

"My son is my pride." Xia Qing said proudly. She was very satisfied with this son.

"Behind pride is disappointment." Ni Lehui didn't mean it ironically, she just expressed her feelings, but they didn't think so.

"Lehui, she is my mother." Yan Changtuo didn't want his mother to be angry, seeing his mother being so angry at what Ni Lehui said, it was impossible for him to stand on the sidelines.

Ni Lehui wanted to laugh, they had known each other for more than twenty years, and he had never put his heart into understanding her. Compared with his self-righteous, defiant, poor and loving mother, he made her feel even more chilled by Yan Changtuo.

At first, when she had conflicts with his mother, she would tell him, but he never thought about it from her point of view, only from the point of view of his mother, whether she was right or wrong, he would not help she.

Because Xia Qing was his mother, and because she was his wife, she had to flatter and obey his mother in every possible way. Later, she understood, and gradually stopped telling him.

Telling him is tantamount to being told by him again, why bother!

Ni Lehui looked at Yan Changtuo, with a mocking sneer on the corner of her lips, she didn't retreat when she met his sinister gaze, she only had endless irony, it was not worth it for her love, and it was not worth her effort, but now it's all over , There is no relationship between them anymore, and she doesn't need to bear it anymore.

"Yes, she is your mother, not my mother." As soon as Ni Lehui finished speaking, she took a glass of orange juice from the passing waiter's plate, took a sip gracefully, and left a bright red lip print on the wall of the glass, charming and charming, The round and slender white fingertips held the goblet, then put down the glass, and said proudly: "I'm busy, so I won't accompany you."

Turning around proudly, under Xia Qing's furious gaze, and under Yan Changtuo's surprised and cold gaze, Ni Lehui's beautiful figure gracefully passed through the crowd.

When the goal was achieved, Chen Jing sent Wen Zhifan to find Ni Lehui, and Wen Zhifan was used by Chen Jing again, so she had nothing but helplessness about this.

Wen Zhifan looked for Ni Lehui in the crowd, went to the lounge, didn't even miss the bathroom, and finally found her outside.

"Why are you here?" Wen Zhifan asked.

Ni Lehui took a look at Wen Zhifan, and replied, "I'm bored, come out to get some air."

As Ni Lehui said, she stepped on her high-heeled shoes and walked slowly under a tree. With her hands folded around her chest, she leaned on her lightly and looked up to admire the moonlit sky.

Wen Zhifan watched Ni Lehui's leisurely actions, with a faint light in his clear eyes, and a smile representing joy on the corner of his lips.

"It's boring." Wen Zhifan felt the same way. He was clearly bored, but he still wanted to participate, some for profit, some for affection, and some for friendship.