867: C867 Yue-huan Why Don't I Get You a Nursery too Let's Do It

C867 Yue-huan Why Don't I Get You a Nursery too Let's Do It

Gu Wei was smoking an old cigarette when he heard what Zhang Shufen said. He looked at her angrily and said, "What do you mean by that? What do you mean by robbed? She is the biological child of their family. Shouldn't they take her back? It's not wrong for her to recognize her own biological child. We were the ones who robbed her. How can you not tell right from wrong? It was clearly you who stole her things. "1

Zhang Shufen was only in a bad mood to vent her anger. She did not expect this to be so bad. The old man said so and Zhang Shufen was so angry that she slammed the table and said, "You damn old man, what's wrong with you? Are you a hedgehog tonight? If you want to stab me with a single word I say, isn't it because I'm not in a good mood? It's just a casual venting. Do I really think so? Why are you looking at me like this? Are you not used to seeing me like this? You have to say that. "

"Besides, wasn't everything fine before? If we didn't have a slight identity... We are living such a miserable life. That damn witch Gu Yuehuan is living quite well, isn't she? She even bought a house, opened a factory, and opened a shop. So, it wouldn't be a problem if she didn't have this identity. We are the ones who are poor, okay? That is why we need this identity to live a good life. Gu Yuehuan doesn't need it. She has already married into a good family, okay? "

When Gu Wei heard these words, he simply had no words to refute. He also didn't know how this person's brain grew. To think that he could think of such a method, he was so angry that he left without saying anything.

" You can slowly vent it out yourself. I don't like you. "

Zhang Shufen was also helpless. It was fine if she didn't have a good day after marrying him, but now she still couldn't get used to seeing her at this time.

If she could find a better partner to marry when she was young, she would not have to suffer this kind of grievance at such a young age.

Although she was angry now, it was useless. She could only obediently clean up this small and broken house. When she had money in the future, she would definitely change to a big house. She lived in such a big house like those rich people. She would not be aggrieved in this small and broken house.

Gu Yuehuan had been talking about the factory when she was lying in the hospital previously, so now that she was discharged from the hospital, she wholeheartedly threw herself at the factory and did not care about her health anymore.

Huo Qingyue was worried about her problem, so he specially picked her up from work today and called the milk tea shop. Recently, he would pick her up from work. He sent her to work.

Now that she was busy, she picked up her small bag and left with Huo Qingyue.

When the two of them returned home, the old lady saw them staring at the living room. When she saw Gu Yuehuan return, she said happily, "You're back. You haven't eaten yet. The maid has already prepared the meal. I haven't eaten yet, so I'm waiting for you to eat together."

Gu Yuehuan had just returned. She had indeed not eaten much since she had been taking care of the factory matters today, so she went in with the old lady to eat in the dining hall.

It was really inconceivable that they could be so happy and harmonious now.

If it was the previous situation between the two of them, the old lady wished that she could go back to her room to eat and not see that she was completely different from now on. The result was different.

Gu Yuehuan had just sat down and was a little hungry to eat. It did not take long. The old lady said to her, "Oh right, Yuehuan. Recently, I went with his aunty to get some children's rooms. After all, when the child is about to be born, there must be a room. So I renovated the room. I suddenly thought that it wouldn't be here. I should also make a room for the child. When the child's room is renovated, the two of you can directly live in it when the child is born. "

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