Mrs. Young, Her A Has Exploded All Over the World

Chapter 236: So proactive?

After Shen Xiaodiu and Zhao Lijue returned to their rooms, Luo Zihang and Shen Bixia also went to rest soon, and the living room became quiet.

"Xiaohan, I have something to ask you." Mrs. Shen called to Gu Jinhan.

The old man looked serious, not as if he was about to ask his grandson-in-law. Gu Jinhan closed the computer, leaned against the chair with his arms around, and listened respectfully.

Mrs. Shen raised his head and glanced at Shen Xiaodiu's room upstairs, "Does Xiaodiu and the Li family have other holidays?"

"I'm old, and I still want to do so much." The brown eyes under Gu Jinhan's lenses flashed.

Guessing that this kid is going to blame himself, Mrs. Shen is sitting in distress: "To be honest, I'm not so confused that I can't tell the truth."

Of course, it is impossible to really tell the old man about Li Xinjue's conspiracy, otherwise, given his current physical condition, I am afraid that he will really be annoyed to leave.

Therefore, Gu Jinhan chose a reasonable entry point, "Li Xinyue wanted to frame Xiao Diu, and Shen Mengxing was also involved, so Xiao Diu felt that when Shen Mengxing was vying for the Shen family property, I am afraid that the Li family was behind it."

This kind of explanation neither lied nor told the truth, but just avoided the important thing.

Hearing that, Mrs. Shen's face was heavy and a little disturbed, "It's no wonder that Xiao Diu is so hostile to Li Xinjue. From your point of view, is this Li Xinjue sincere or purposeful to Xiao Ran?"

"Does it have a purpose? I and Xiao Diu are just right to be on guard. You can take care of yourself and don't worry about it."

"You kid, then I'll worry about your daughter-in-law's decision. Hurry up and bring them back to me, otherwise I will ask three times a day."

"..." Gu Jinhan thought, how about sending the old man to a foreign country for recuperation?

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The moment the bathroom door was pushed open, the smoke was lingering, and before he could see the person clearly, Shen Xiaodiu directly pushed the pajamas in the man's chest, "Just this set."

Before Zhao Lijue could say a word, the woman had slipped into the bathroom and closed the door, leaving Zhao Lijue alone, staring thoughtfully at the pajamas in her arms.

A black silk feminine nightdress.

Zhao Lijue: "..."

What does Xiao Diu mean?

The man's sharp eyebrows were raised in embarrassment, and his gaze was anxious to cut a hole in the nightdress in his hand.

It should be a mistake.

He thought for ten seconds, and he wanted to open the bathroom door directly to ask, but he was afraid that she would fall in the bathroom in a hurry, so he took the nightgown to the bed first.

The pile of supplies on the bed is gone, only red rose petals are left.

Imagining the appearance of Shen Xiaodiu hiding things, there was a smile on Zhao Lijue's face, and he was really afraid that he would eat her without spitting out the bones.

Turning his head, glanced at the photo on the table, Zhao Lijue picked up a photo of Shen Xiaodiu and her mother and turned it over to the back. The handwriting that once wrote about hating him and wishing him to die is blurred.

It seemed that someone had scratched it carefully with a knife.

Except for his little loss, who else would do such a thing.

She was afraid of hurting him again.

Zhao Lijue turned to the front again, and gently stroked the immature but bright and moving girl in the photo with his fingers.

Seven years ago, she was almost the same as in the photo, with a little baby fat on her face and an unconvinced attitude on her body.

Whoever provokes her, she will blow up her hair.

In the darkest moment of his life, the girl broke the dark cage that surrounded him, accidentally rescued him, but replaced him with undeserved torture and pain.

Zhao Lijue's deep eyes were extremely firm, "Auntie, I promised you that I will take care of Xiao Diu to the death."

Twenty minutes later.

The bathroom door opened again.

But this time Shen Xiaodiu acted very generously and calmly. She was wearing men's pajamas, twisting Xiaoman's waist and walking next to Zhao Lijue.

She stretched out her slender fingers, hooked the man's chin, winked and smiled coquettishly.

"Dear husband."