Chapter 3095: Is this mouth smeared with poison? (111)

Chapter 3095 Is this mouth smeared with poison, right? (111)

[In fact, apart from the 500,000 debts, the Wang family received no other benefits. Although the house they live in now is under their name, it will still fall into the hands of Cen Yue in the future. The two remaining small sets of her The house and the car have been notarized for property and the will has been fair. After her death, these things belonged to her daughter. 】

"It’s better than the small rental house they used to live in the suburbs, and they don’t have to live on debt."

It’s just that, with Cen Yue, the old couple’s life in their old age is probably not that easy.

Wang Zhiyao, after a long time, after getting used to the current life, he will not go out to find a job again, and he is estimated to be the head of the house for a lifetime.

The biggest torture is probably the child.

The old couple definitely don’t want their Wang family to cut off their grandchildren. I’m afraid they will think of some detrimental tricks, such as letting his son secretly find a woman outside to give birth to a son.

It’s just that once Cen Yue knows about this, the family will wait for it to be unlucky!

Cen Yue is not a believable man, and she is cruel.

Don't tell me, Su Qiao guessed exactly.

Wang’s parents really secretly made this idea.

One day, Su Qiao went to eat with Cen Mohan. After eating, she waited at the hotel entrance for Cen Mohan to pick up the car in the garage, just to see Wang Zhiyao and a woman secretly buying something.

Su Qiao took a closer look at the store they had just walked out of. It turned out to be a maternal and child supplies store.

It is estimated that she was afraid of being hit by someone. Wang Zhiyao and the woman were even a few steps away when they were walking.

When he saw Su Qiao, he was obviously flustered for a while.

"Little Joe..."

The woman probably knew that he had met an acquaintance. She was very acquainted and pretended not to know her. She carried her things and went to the other side of the road.

Wang Zhiyao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little Joe, why are you here?"

Su Qiao glanced at him lightly, without making a sound.

This is not his home, why can't she be here?

Wang Zhiyao also realized that he had said something silly, and quickly said: "How have you been recently?"

"The company has a professional manager who takes care of it, so he just sits and waits for the dividends. Usually I am bored and I read books, fry tickets, earn a little money, and I want to travel, and I can leave with my bag. Is that okay?"

Wang Zhiyao lowered his head.

He remembered his current life.

Depressed, aggrieved, and boring, sandwiched between parents and Cen Yue every day, in a dilemma, and a sister who always bothers him and stretches out her hand to ask him for money.

"I heard... I heard that you are engaged?"

"Well, I...I'm also married, and... and Cen Yue."

Su Qiao raised her eyebrows.

So?

He married Cen Yue, what does it have to do with her?

Wang Zhiyao smiled bitterly.

Is it because you don’t even bother to talk to him?

"It seems that you are really doing well."

"That is."

"As long as you are willing to work hard and don't pretend to be someone else's things, your life will not be too bad."

Su Qiao can't bear to hit him anymore.

This man, his face is haggard and exhausted, his whole person looks like a greasy uncle, not like twenty-five, but more than thirty-five.