Once she put on her wedding dress, the other party turned out to be an old man in his dying years. She almost risked her life on this wedding night, and this night was just the beginning of all the absurdities. Leng Weiran used to cater to the people around him, acting coquettishly and foolishly just for the sake of appearance. But after passing death over and over again, she was no longer willing to live by other people's rules. She is not afraid of rumors, and in order to live her life as she pleases, she flirts with her late husband's grandson while also obsessed with the servants at home. Although in the eyes of outsiders, it is just the evolution of a green tea bitch, but something has quietly changed where others cannot see it.
Huang Note: My wife. .
Leng Weiran: Shut up, you've already finished it.
Huang Yuxuan: Ancestor. . . Madam, it is not in line with etiquette for you to rebuke my grandfather like this.
Leng Weiran: Shut up, why didn't you think of this when you were lusting after my body?
Huang Yuxuan (blushing): Madam, Madam, my grandson has said that it was just an accident. My grandson didn't mean to see Madam. . . Body. . .
Ming Yanzhi (on the phone): Well, yes, it's all my personal property before marriage, yes, um, um, that's okay, okay
Xiaohuan: I sell hats. Green hats are sold directly by the factory. There are no middlemen to make profit differences. The supply is sufficient. The boss just rolls up the hats and runs away after knitting them by hand. There are single-lining ones, velvet ones, wide brim ones, and small head circumference ones. . .
Purpose: In all things, living is the most important thing