Yang Guilan felt panic and rubbed her eyes hard, trying to walk forward two steps and take a closer look.

Because she has poor eyesight, she is afraid that she will read it wrong.

"Hey, why are you running around? You can't see here! Go out quickly!"

Suddenly, a tall maid ran in, blocked Yang Guilan, took her out, and closed the door.

This is a place where the owner can rest, so how can you visit it casually?

This woman took herself too seriously and actually ran around herself.

As I said just now, you can only visit the first floor, and you are not allowed to enter the second floor.

Before Yang Guilan could see clearly, she was pushed out, which was awesome.

"Sorry, I'm lost now," Yang Guilan explained with a wry smile.

The maid just glanced coldly and muttered: "Go down quickly, your friends are waiting for you on the first floor."

Yang Guilan gave up and had to go downstairs and met Zhao Lan and Yang Fenglan in the living room.

"Guilan, where have you been? I haven't found it for a long time." Yang Fenglan said with dissatisfaction.

Zhao Lan also cursed: "This is not my home, you can walk around casually. Didn't you break anything?"

Before Yang Guilan could explain, the maid behind her snorted and said, "Okay, it's time for you to visit, I'll take you out."

Yang Guilan felt very uncomfortable now, and her mind was filled with wedding photos in the bedroom like a concubine, which looked so similar.

How is that possible?

Is it really because I have a bad look?

Along the way, Yang Guilan didn't say anything and her face was frowning.

"What's wrong with Guilan? Looks like you're lost in your soul. You're not thinking about the villa of the No. 1 Palace, right?"

Yang Fenglan smiled sarcastically while walking, "Don't think about it anymore. That's not something that people like us can expect. Who can afford to buy 200 million yuan? Besides, your Chen Ping is just that cowardly and can't afford it in this life."

Yang Fenglan had to say a few words when she got the opportunity.

But today, Yang Guilan was surprisingly quiet.

Especially after coming out of the villa, she was too lazy to quarrel with her, which made Yang Fenglan very upset.

"Oh, what do you mean? If you don't want to talk to me, just leave."

Yang Fenglan stomped her feet and twisted her butt, and walked away from the door of the Jiang family's old house without even entering.

Yang Guilan’s current thoughts are not enough to argue with her second sister. She opened the door, entered the room, sat in the living room, and was absent-minded.

After a while, Jiang Guomin came back, and Yang Guilan held him and told him what happened today.

"Lao Jiang, are you surprised? I clearly saw that wedding photo exactly the same as that taken by Chen Ping and Jiangwan." Yang Guilan always had a knot in her heart.

Jiang Guomin sat on the sofa, looked through today's newspaper, and said, "You just think too much. Nowadays, all young people take wedding photos are the same? Besides, you also said that the villa is 200 million yuan. Besides, did Mrs. Zhao say that, that is Qiao Fugui, the richest man in our city. Why do you spend so much effort to study these things? If you are really worried, just call Chen Ping directly to ask."

Jiang Guomin is really too lazy to talk to Yang Guilan now.

I don't know what trouble this old woman is going to do.

"Yes, yes, call Chen Ping to ask. Last time he said he had bought a house. I want to ask where he is a coward who can buy it."

Yang Guilan secretly made up her mind and took out her cell phone and called Chen Ping.

Chen Ping happened to have finished talking with Fan Chong. The matter was resolved, so naturally the car didn't have to compensate by himself.

"Sorry, answer the phone." Chen Ping and Fan Chong said with a smile.

"Mr. Chen, please be busy first, then I will go back first and go to my place next time."

Fan Chong smiled politely, glared at his stupid son, and took the people away.

Chen Ping looked at the caller ID here and Yang Guilan called.

"Hey, mom, what's the matter?" Chen Ping asked.

"Chen Ping, I'll ask you, where did you buy the house?"

Yang Guilan was straightforward and not so colorful.

Chen Ping trembled, what Yang Guilan is going to do, why did she suddenly become interested in this matter?

"Didn't you tell me that I bought it in Longcheng Villa. Do you want to go and have a look?" Chen Ping answered truthfully.

Originally, this matter could not be compromised, and Chen Ping did not intend to continue hiding it. The family must live in.

When Yang Guilan heard Chen Ping's words, she was stunned at first, and then said boredly: "Okay, okay, stop bragging, do you know how much a villa in Longcheng Villa costs? The lowest price is 35 million. Do you have so much money?"

Originally, Yang Guilan was still absent-minded about the wedding photos, but now she has made it straightforward that Chen Ping can really brag about it.

"Mom, I really..."

"Enough! Shut up, what are you blowing here."

Yang Guilan was very angry. This unpromising guy was still bragging here, "By the way, I'll come back later. Guests are coming from home, so I'll fight."

After saying that, Yang Guilan hung up the phone, looking angry, and slapped the phone on the coffee table.

"What's wrong? Chen Ping made you angry again?" Jiang Guomin asked as he looked at his words.

"That hanged man even yelled to me that he bought it in the Longcheng Villa. You don't know that the villa there is at least 35 million! You can say this kind of thing if he is crazy about gaining or losing his mind."

Yang Guilan gritted her teeth hatefully.

Jiang Guomin shook his head helplessly, sighed, and suddenly asked, "If Chen Ping really bought it in Longcheng Villa, can you still live?"

Yang Guilan was stunned, frowned, and immediately stood up and pointed at the door, shouting: "Only his waste that cannot be supported by the mud, he can afford Longcheng Villa. Not to mention what he bought there, he just bought me a half-mountain villa now. I, Yang Guilan, washes and cooks him every day, serves him with tea and water."

When Jiang Guomin heard this, his head shook even louder and stopped saying anything.

My wife is just this kind of virtue.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you Lao Jiang. He Jiarong is coming soon. If you go buy some vegetables, I will make some specialties for him."

Suddenly, Yang Guilan sat down with a happy expression on her face.

"He Jiarong? The one from the old He family? Didn't you study abroad? You are back?" Jiang Guomin was stunned and took off his reading glasses.

"That's not, that kid is now very promising. He is an overseas doctor or a listed company. He is back this time, probably for our Wan'er."

When Yang Guilan mentioned He Jiarong, she was full of joy. She was just talking about how promising her own son was. "You still remember when our Wan'er fell in love with him in high school. Didn't we agree? Now I guess this brat wants to come back and renew his relationship with our Wan'er."

"But our Wan'er is already married. Why are you muttering about these things?"

Jiang Guomin was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Yang Guilan meant.

"I said you are stupid? So what if you get married? Could it be better for Chen Ping to be as good as He Jiarong? Besides, you can divorce after getting married. As long as He Jiarong is still in love with our Wan'er, we can help."

Yang Guilan smiled and looked full of joy.

"Aren't you a good couple? Why do you always do such unethical things?" Jiang Guomin couldn't stand it anymore.

When Yang Guilan heard this, she became unhappy and said, "I am immoral? Could it be that you still want to watch our daughter guarding that waste for the rest of your life?"

Jiang Guomin had nothing to say and got up and went out to buy vegetables.

An unreasonable woman.

On this side, Chen Ping compensated for a while in the hospital, and then took a taxi back to the old house of the Jiang family.

When he was at the door, he saw a brand new Porsche parked outside the door.

This guest at home is rich enough.

Chen Ping stepped forward, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw Yang Guilan talking and laughing with a young man with a smile on his face. What a good guy, there were fruits in front of him.

"Jiarong, I have called Wan'er, and she will be back soon. By the way, I heard that you work in Huatian Pharmaceutical Factory, or CEO?"

Yang Guilan seemed particularly enthusiastic.

He Jiarong, the chief CEO of the listed company Huatian Pharmaceutical Factory, studied abroad for six years and is a returnee. His family is also very rich. He is the son of the He Group.

He and Jiang Wan were golden boys and girls in high school. They had a brief relationship, but they failed to succeed later.

Yang Guilan is still worried about this matter. She was also confused by lard at the beginning, but she didn't agree.

Now, Chen Ping is coming back.

"Aunt Lan, who is this?" He Jiarong was stunned and looked at the man entering the door.

Yang Guilan glared at Chen Ping in anger, and hurriedly opened the topic: "It's okay, don't worry about him, let's talk about you again. Your Uncle Jiang went out to buy vegetables and will come back soon. You will stay at our house for dinner. I haven't seen you for so many years. I guess Wan'er misses you to death."

Jiang Wan? Miss him?

Chen Ping was embarrassed and stood at the door, not knowing what to say.

He could see that the mother-in-law intentionally did not want to tell the other party about his identity.

Chen Ping had nothing to say. Just as he was about to enter the bedroom, Yang Guilan scolded over there, "Why are you standing stupidly? Why don't you pour a glass of water for Jiarong?"

Chen Ping said oh, poured the cup again with a tactful look, and handed it to the other party with a polite smile.

He Jiarong also took it politely, said thank you, and then said suspiciously: "Aunt Lan, your family has also hired a male nanny?"
To be continued...