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Chapter 242: Do you plan to be introduced as Uncle Liang’s daughter-in-law?

When Aunt Lan brought back the food, she met Kevin at the door.

Inside the room, the old lady didn't plan to stay any longer after she finished speaking. When she heard the doorbell, she went straight to the door.

When the door opened, she saw Liang Chaosheng's son. She stared at him closely and asked sharply, "What are you doing here?"

Kevin nodded and greeted the old lady: "Mrs. Zhou, I came to talk to Qingwen about something."

The old lady glanced at the sky outside and asked, "What's the matter?"

Kevin looked conflicted and could only smile.

When the old lady went out, she took Kevin out with her.

Kevin didn't quite understand what was going on, and he saw the old lady turn around and order Li Qingwen: "Close the door and don't let anyone in."

Li Qingwen wanted to say that Kevin was her friend and she had nothing to do with it.

The old lady reached out her hand, grabbed the door handle and closed it.

Li Qingwen stood in the entrance hall in a daze, listening to the old lady's fierce scolding coming from the other side of the door: "I've never seen you come to someone's house so casually. What time is it now? Is it dinner time? How can you be so embarrassed to come empty-handed?"

Kevin hurriedly explained: "I came here to ask Qingwen to have dinner."

The old lady said angrily, "When you call someone, include their last name. Don't call them so intimately. Also, she has already had dinner. You are late. Go back."

The sound faded away.

Downstairs, the old lady got into Kevin's car and forced him to take her back to the old house.

Li Qingwen returned to the dining table and continued eating while digesting all the things the old lady had just said.

Grandma, Zhou Conglin, Zhou Yongan, and Zhou Ying.

The old lady did this for the Zhou family, so that the power of Huayu could be back in the hands of the Zhou family.

It is not easy for such a proud old man to speak out all these dirty things.

She insisted on marrying Zhou Conglin, a man who didn't love her, but at the last moment she killed Zhou Conglin with her own hands. How sad.

She could give up her lover, but she couldn't give up Huayu, which Zhou Conglin founded. To her, Huayu was another child of hers, and she couldn't bear to see her child change his name.

But she forgot that the child's surname was not Zhou from the beginning.

I didn’t expect Mrs. Fan to have such sharp eyes and such a quick mouth.

As soon as Zhou Yongan came back, he looked for Li Qingwen and asked her, "What did grandma want to see you for?"

As soon as she opened the door, he walked straight in, not giving Li Qingwen any chance to refuse him entry.

The two of them stood at the entrance, Zhou Yongan was very close to her. When he was worried about her, he would always unconsciously get closer to her.

The smell of the laundry detergent on her body exploding in the sunlight wafted out and floated to Li Qingwen's nose.

Li Qingwen turned around and walked into the house: "Mr. Zhou, you should call your grandmother directly."

Zhou Yongan said unfilially: "I am closer to you than to grandma, so of course I came to ask you, so did she say anything unpleasant?"

People in the circle are saying that Uncle Liang is going to officially announce that his daughter-in-law is Li Qingwen, and he is worried that his grandmother will come to his house and criticize Li Qingwen.

This is something the old lady is totally capable of doing.

Li Qingwen walked into the kitchen, and Zhou Yongan followed him into the kitchen.

Li Qingwen handed him the cleaned bowl to take up later, and glanced at Zhou Yongan's expression: "No, didn't you see it last time at the old house? The old lady treated me as an honored guest."

Zhou Yongan's frown finally relaxed: "The old lady has a fickle temper. Who knows if she will use you as a punching bag next time? Listen to me, don't open the door for her in the future."

Is it for the grandson?

Li Qingwen could say this, "She was standing at the door when I came back."

You can't just turn around and leave.

Zhou Yongan suddenly became more curious: "What did grandma talk to you about? Did she talk about me?"

Li Qingwen: "Talk about my grandmother."

Zhou Yongan followed her to the sofa and said, "Grandma, what's the matter? You came all the way here to tell me."

She looked at him, sat on the sofa and turned on the TV: "My grandmother is not pregnant with your grandfather's child."

Hearing this, Zhou Yongan's lips curled up slowly: "Really?"

Li Qingwen would get mad when talking about this. It was all Zhou Yongan's guess: "If you don't believe me, go ask your grandmother."

Zhou Yongan sat down next to her, but it was too close to her, so Li Qingwen raised her butt and moved.

"So this is what you've been concerned about during this period?" Zhou Yongan blinked.

He thought she really wanted to be his work partner for the rest of her life.

Li Qingwen did not answer his question: "Mr. Zhou, aren't you going back yet?"

A single call of "Mr. Zhou" mercilessly threw his warm heart into the bottom of the sea.

Zhou Yongan put away his smile and stood up to invite her: "I bought two gifts for Uncle Liang's birthday. Can you help me check which one is suitable?"

Li Qingwen sat there, motionless, staring at the news on TV.

"Your breakfast fee tomorrow is waived," said Zhou Yongan.

Li Qingwen raised his eyes to look at him and couldn't help laughing.

She has to be the one to check what gifts to get.

With a hint of curiosity, she went upstairs with Zhou Yongan.

Zhou Yongan took out a landscape painting. The texture of the painting was very elegant. Every mountain peak was depicted in great detail, and every green leaf was portrayed vividly.

The waterfall in the mountain stream, the splashing water, and the solitary person standing on the rocks give people a rare sense of tranquility. Looking at it, it seems that the air has become fresher.

Another gift was two bottles of 82 Lafite.

Zhou Yongan asked her: "Which one is suitable?"

Li Qingwen: "Can't you just send them all?"

It's not the same kind of product.

Zhou Yongan was stunned and nodded: "Why didn't I think of that? What gift are you going to give?"

Li Qingwen had previously participated in a charity event and photographed many exhibits: "A Qing Dynasty porcelain."

Zhou Yongan frowned immediately, and said, "A Qing Dynasty porcelain would cost tens of thousands at least. Do you have so much money now that you can't spend it all? Why are you giving Uncle Liang such an expensive gift?"

"Uncle Liang likes traditional culture very much. I saw him staring at a vase in the company lobby again and again. He likes ceramic artworks."

Zhou Yongan certainly knew that gifts should be given to people who like them, but that person shouldn't be Li Qingwen: "Are you planning to be introduced as a daughter-in-law by Uncle Liang?"

Li Qingwen looked at him and said nothing.

Zhou Yongan handed over the landscape painting in his hand.

Li Qingwen: “What are you doing?”

Zhou Yongan: "The Qing Dynasty porcelain was given to me, you can give this to Uncle Liang."

Li Qingwen suspected that he was acting as a middleman to make a profit: "How much is this worth?"

Zhou Yongan: "Four thousand. Don't worry, if you sell me the Qing Dynasty porcelain for thirty thousand, I will give you an additional twenty-six thousand."

After saying that, he immediately transferred the money to Li Qingwen's WeChat and handed it to Li Qingwen to take a look.

Li Qingwen thought to herself, she spent 110,000 yuan to buy that porcelain vase.

Without saying much, she took Zhou Yongan's landscape painting when she left.