President Wife is Pretty and Cool

"It didn't mean that Mom, what's the matter with you?"

Lan Tingyun hurriedly poured water and asked.

"It’s nothing, I just feel that An Ran girl is not there. I can talk to you. Since that girl came, our relationship has been a lot tense. Sometimes your mother and I are very rare. It’s just that you said that An Ran girl has a strong personality. She just doesn't deal with it, and I have nothing to do. Now that she is gone, I will come over and talk to you."

Zhao Xiumei changed her usual hot temper, and it was rare for Zhao Xiumei to sit down and talk quietly.

"Mom, when An Ran was in the country, I couldn't take care of her. Her character is inevitably not what you want, but she is a good boy. I am her dad. I know that."

Lan Tingyun began to persuade.

"Of course I know, so I am not here to talk to you about this. I also figured it out. From now on, I won't have a temper with An Ran anymore. I can't bear the wretchedness when I grow old."

Li Yueru heard the old lady say this, although it was a little weird, but she was still happy.

"Mom, it's great for you to think so."

Lan Tingyun smiled.

"Mom, is it okay for you to live with your eldest brother? If it doesn't work, just come to me."

Lan Tingyun was in a much better mood seeing her mother and Yan Yueshen talking.

Zhao Xiumei's eyes were shining, and it was possible to think that if the dead girl in Lan Anran lived here, wouldn't she want to show her face, she would better go back to the big yard if she didn't suffer from this humiliation.

"No, I still want to go back to my old house. It is the old house your dad left me. I can't leave it to others. Although I live there with Tingyi, it’s good, but I’m always an outsider. Second child, can you help your mother with some money to buy back that house?"

Zhao Xiumei said whimpering with tears.

Lan Tingyun felt very sad when she saw her mother like this.

Li Yueru was able to see this old lady clearly, and came to ask for money today.

"Mom, did you have a bad life on Tingyi's side, or did Tingyi abuse you?"

Lan Tingyun asked anxiously.

"No, your eldest brother took good care of me, but it is still not my home. Your elder brother himself has no money. Yaxin spent a lot of money in the hospital when he was sick. Here, inside and outside, where can I be an old lady? Trouble, I thought it would be better to go back to the big yard of my own house."

Zhao Xiumei said very well. In fact, she just dislikes that Lan Tingyi does not have abalone in her house and eats chaffy vegetables every day. She and Lan Yaxin squeeze in the hut and sleep well, not as good as her large yard.

"Mom, that big yard belongs to someone else. It has been refurbished. They also have a contract. If you want to come back, I'm afraid you will have to pay several times the price."

Lan Tingyun was a little embarrassed.

"Second, you can help mom. Mom knows you have this money. I know I used to favor the boss, but that's all because your elder brother is too weak and he can't take care of himself. You are his younger brother and you are better than him. , It’s all a family, you have to help your mother, that’s the only thing your dad left behind, you must protect it, that’s the ancestral home of the Lan family, the place where your ancestors have lived for generations, where did you grow up, You just look at your previous love, buy the house back."

Zhao Xiumei's tone was a little more pleading.

"Mom, I've already helped my eldest brother pay off the debt before, and I'm also struggling at the hospital now. I really can't get the money."

Lan Tingyun's brow furrowed into a word for Sichuan.

"Ting Yun, I promise you that as long as you buy this house back for mom, mom promises you that she won't fight with An Ran in the future. Yan Ran doesn't want to be a big star. I will definitely support it. I won't say anything. I just want to. I want to go back to your dad’s house, even if she renovated it, I want it, but I will pretend to be the same again."

Zhao Xiumei looked serious. Now what she said was sincere. She really wanted to go back to the old house, where she lived all her life, and suddenly changed places, she couldn't bear it.

"Mom, I really can't pay for this. I have the idea to buy the house, but the house is now worth hundreds of millions in terms of location and price. You want me to increase it by a few hundred million. Times, I really don’t have that much money to buy."

Lan Tingyun was really powerless, letting her five million or even fifty million do it, but three or four billion, he really couldn't get it out.

"Lan Tingyun! I raised you so much for nothing, do you still have a conscience? Your father's house is occupied by someone. Don't come back. I am an old lady who is lonely and lonely. Everyone hates you everywhere. You realize that you let me die on the street. You are better off?"

Zhao Xiumei saw that she couldn't talk softly, and became angry again, crying and cursing.

"Mom, why are you angry again? I really can't buy this house now, and I can't buy it back when it is invested in the hospital."

Lan Tianyun's tone was a little firmer.

"You can't buy it? I think you don't want to buy it for me? I knew that your girl came back. You just don’t have any opinions. I listen to your daughter. My mother is useless. You don’t have me in your eyes. Mom, I asked you to find a job for your elder brother, and there is still no news. I think you just don’t want to find a job for your elder brother, so you can perfunct us.

Zhao Xiumei complained.