You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 7030

Yang Jingxiong's head was confused. "Zhang Huanhuan, are you out of your mind? How many children who can afford noble schools are short of money? Do you think they are poor relatives of your family and can be sent off with a few money?"

"I don't mean that," said Yang Jingxiong angrily. Zhang Huanhuan made a gesture to the three women at the same table, took the mobile phone, went to the guest room and said softly, "husband, don't be angry. I just feel that the other party's child is injured. I must be angry. If I passed at this time, it will intensify the contradiction between the two sides.

I want to wait for the school to give a processing result. We will pay as much as we should. We will certainly satisfy each other! "

Yang Jingxiong doesn't want to talk to her anymore.

And Zhang Huanhuan husband and wife for more than ten years, this is the countless times that he has had this sense of powerlessness.

He and Zhang Huanhuan don't seem to be people in the same world. No matter how he explains, Zhang Huanhuan can't understand.

No matter how he taught Zhang Huanhuan, Zhang Huanhuan couldn't learn his way of dealing with the world.

He hung up powerlessly, leaned against his desk, pinched his eyebrows and called the housekeeper, "when the young master returned today, was his wife playing mahjong again?"

The housekeeper hesitated for a long time.

He said coldly, "you should know whether you are the housekeeper of the Yang family or the housekeeper of the Zhang family!"

The housekeeper was startled and hurriedly said, "yes, my wife is playing mahjong again..."

Yang Jingxiong said nothing and hung up powerlessly.

He hung his head and looked depressed.

He always thought that he would be happy because he married the goddess in his mind.

Although Zhang Huanhuan's family background is ordinary, she is particularly beautiful and is recognized as a goddess in the school.

Moreover, she has a plump figure and her skin is as white and tender as snow and as smooth as grease.

Holding it in your arms is like holding a warm jade, soft and boneless, full of fragrance.

Every time he held Zhang Huanhuan, he was fascinated and confused. He secretly lamented that there was no color in the six palaces. From then on, the king didn't come early.

With such a thing in his arms, he didn't want to get up every day.

He married Zhang Huanhuan in spite of his parents' opposition.

In the first few years, he was as happy as beating chicken blood every day. As long as he put Zhang Huan in his arms, he would crisp his bones and have no trouble.

However, after his mother died, the household chores fell on Zhang Huanhuan, and his life gradually became sad.

When his mother was alive, his mother helped take care of many things. Zhang Huan just ate, drank and took care of him. His life was going well.

But after his mother died, his father was in poor health. He retired to the second line and handed over the company to him. He was busy with the company and the family affairs to Zhang Huanhuan.

Zhang Huanhuan dealt with him in a mess.

For example, as a housewife, you need to help him manage his interpersonal relationships and remember the human contacts of in laws and family friends.

As long as it is a family with contacts, we should remember to follow the members in weddings, funerals and weddings, and the members should be just right, neither light nor heavy.

However, Zhang Huanhuan never remembered this kind of thing and delayed him several times. However, he had to give it to his assistant.

He persuaded himself that no one is perfect.

Zhang Huanhuan's beauty is bought with her IQ. He can't ask her to be beautiful. At the same time, he has to be exquisite.

So he put up with it.

But today, in order to play mahjong, Zhang Huanhuan refused to deal with his son's affairs and a set of crooked theories and heresies. Will he continue to endure it?