Good guys, they are the life of a rich lady! !

Liu’s eyes are hidden and can’t be concealed. My mind is calculating. Once Zhao Lan promised to move back to Bai’s house, tearing up the separation documents, isn’t that what she is? She dreams of a dressing table and a bronze mirror!

The old lady is full of heartache, and these things are all spent on money. Zhao Lan’s money is not her money? Can she not feel sad?

"This, it took a lot of money to buy these?" asked Mrs. Bai.

Zhao Lan shook his head: "I don't know, these are all handled by Hu Da Ge."

The eyes of the two almost didn't come out, eh? Hu Changlin gave it to the office?

Liu’s mouth is fast, and he blurted out: “It’s not bad for Hu Changlin to take over you, and he will do it for you for no reason? He’s a plan.”

Zhao Lan looked at her sideways, her eyes full of sarcasm: "When you ruthlessly drove me and my nephew out of the house, Hu Da Ge gave us a place to live. He never had any wrong with us. Sub-requirements."

"In this world, there are always people who like to measure the hearts of others with their little belly."

Liu is a bit dumbfounded. She really didn't think that Zhao Lan, who looks like a solid old man, is so slippery. It's no wonder that Bai Yu can say this.

The old lady took a look at Liu and blamed her for not being able to speak. This would have Zhao Lanke still not promised to return to the White House. How can they make her unhappy?

Mrs. White leaned over to Zhao Lan, grabbed Zhao Lan’s hand, and there was a false smirk on his wrinkled face: “Zhao Lan, let’s say we are also a family, this time the family’s business It is also a momentary impulse to make a decision. When you leave, I will regret it. If you say it again, you are also a three-poster wife. Although the child is not the three-column family, it is also the most painful baby daughter of Sanzhu. How could I really be willing to drive you out, it was really confusing."

Referring to the three pillars, Zhao Lan’s softest place was smashed, and the heart faintly hurt.

See Zhao Lan's face changed, and the white old man rushed to hit the iron: "Laner, I used to be the mother of me. I have wronged you and my nephew. I won't be in the future. I want to understand. In these years, you are at home. I have suffered a lot, even if I can't do heavy work now, it is up to us to take care of you by Bai family. Baijia is your home."

Zhao Lan’s eyes gradually dissipated, and the white-faced old lady’s disgusting face, she didn’t want to see me again.

"These words, if you said to me before the separation, maybe it is still useful, now say, is it late?"

Liu quickly rushed to talk: "How is this going to be late? It’s only a few days away. It’s not too late. When you left, my mother and I regretted it. I wanted to come to you at that time, but I was at home. It’s messy – it’s not finished yet, it’s been delayed for two days.”

Zhao Lan will wake up her words to have ghosts.

"Is it? I think when you came to trouble yesterday, it’s not like something is wrong, how? Ten boards hit the ass, this will not hurt? Or you have the same amnesia as Hu Feng, forget yesterday What happened?"

Even if the skin is as thick as Liu and Bai Laotai, they can't help but blush.

White old lady laughed and said: "It’s all things in the past. What else do you say? I’m also confused. I remembered it for a while, and I’m not interested in relying on you.”

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