Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 560: Dad, if you really feel in debt, you must marry Frostwell.

Chapter 560 Dad, If You Really Feel Indebted, You Marry Frostwell

"You're angry at me," Qingqing Yun smiled bitterly. "Chengcheng, I was wrong, let's not toss, okay, you come back, our family is still the same as before."

"Yeah," the old gentleman echoed. "Even if you find another one again, it's like two strangers have to run in together. Many people marry again before they know they are still good."

"Yes, yes," Second Uncle Nian quickly persuaded peace.

Tingjun Liangliang said: "Don't you just stand here for my marriage, how can you persuade my mother?"

"It's not two things done together," said Murong Ze. "The financier who chased your mom last time is a good idea. A talented person is younger, more considerate and handsome than your father. The key is to chase your mom. For years, she was infatuated, and your mother couldn't be alone. "

"She hasn't divorced yet," the young Yunqi blushed and had a thick neck. "Murong Cheng, this is a marriage that betrays us. What good is a financial scientist? Now. "

"I'm sitting straight. Unlike you, I'm too lazy to talk to you. I'll send the divorce agreement later. You can choose one of them. Whether you should go to court to decide the divorce or sign the divorce yourself. Everyone knows that I have no face for you. This time, I'm not kidding, "Murong Cheng said, standing up," Parents, let's go. "

The three came to the door, and Murong Ze turned back: "Nianchangzhang, if you have to force my grandson to marry Lengshuangwei, first ask me, the grandson is not you alone, don't think that you have the age, his Lifetime happiness is up to you, I'm not dead yet. "

He left after finishing talking, and the young Jun Ting was about to keep up, and the old man sank in the back: "Stop."

"Grandpa," Junting turned around.

The old man sighed, "Jun Ting, your dad really can't let go of your mother. For two or three decades of husband and wife relationship, why don't you persuade your son to reconcile."

"I didn't intend to persuade peace, but I didn't plan to persuade, but who asked you to marry a woman I didn't like, then I'm not happy myself, how can I make you happy," Jun Jun shrugged.

"How can I give birth to a son like you," the young Yunyun wanted to hit him with a broom.

"Because you donated a sperm, you gave me birth," Nian Junting smiled innocently. "Dad, if you really feel in debt, you will marry Frostwell, so Frostwell will become you. Daughter, our family can take good care of Shuangwei's life-saving grace, and I will take good care of Shuangwei. "

Uncle Nian even froze, "This idea seems to work."

"Let's do it for yourself, get out of me," Qing Qingyun listened to, and he almost had a heart attack. He picked up a tea cup and smashed it towards the young Junting.

"I'm rolling," Ning Junting immediately ducked and ran towards the door.

"Dad, look at this ..." Qingqing Yun looked at the old man, and saw him staring at him without blinking, his heart sulking, "Don't you agree with that kid ..."

The old man coughed and coughed, "How can you not be killed by Leng Zhe? Now it is to resolve the hatred with Leng's family, not to get deeper and deeper. Since Murong's family disagrees, let this matter go first. As for the matter between you and Murong Cheng, I think the other person is really heartfelt. Now that the child is old and the job is stable, she has no worries. This marriage, let ’s go, I have n’t been in peace for eight years. Okay, so there is really no hope. "

Third more

Fourth more morning

(End of this chapter)

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