Chapter 42 Feeding
She also knew that Chiyang would ignore her, so she went straight upstairs after speaking.
Zhong Nuannuan felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was impossible for her to do anything in Chiyang's room, so she went with her.
Half an hour later, Jiang Shuwan and Zhong Qianqian went downstairs and told Chi Yang that his room had been tidied up, so Zhong Kuijun would not be able to continue chatting with Chi Yang, so he could only let him rest.
The Zhong family's villa has three floors. The first floor is the living room, dining room, kitchen and housekeeper's room. The second floor is home to Zhong Nuannuan and Aunt Zhao, and the third floor is the room of Zhong Kuijun and his wife and Zhong Qianqian.
Naturally, Chiyang followed Zhong Nuannuan to the second floor.
"Chiyang, your room is on the third floor, and the second floor is a warm room," Jiang Shuwan reminded.
"Mom, my room is on the second floor, why did you move Chiyang's room to the third floor?" Zhong Nuannuan asked a question at the same time: "You wouldn't put Chiyang's room on the third floor?" Was it arranged with my sister's room?"
Jiang Shuwan felt a little embarrassed when she asked such a question.
Seeing her husband's slightly gloomy eyes, Jiang Shuwan pretended to be calm on the surface, although her heart was beating.
"Oh, the rooms on the second floor are not very good. Aunt Zhao lives opposite you, the room on the left is Qianqian's piano room, and opposite the piano room is Qianqian's study, how can Chiyang's room be arranged on the second floor? ?"
"Then the room to my right is empty."
"How can you do it! The room on your right is next to the stairs. That room is a bit odd. Chi Yang can't sleep in our house for the first time, so let him live in an odd room, right?"
"It's better to live in an odd-shaped room than my sister's next door, right? Chiyang is my fiance, not my sister's fiance, yet you have arranged Chiyang's room with my sister's room. Mom, you are obviously trying to pry. In the corner of your biological daughter, do you feed Zhong Qianqian?"
Since Jiang Shuwan is shameless, Zhong Nuannuan doesn't intend to give it to her.
Jiang Shuwan's face was distorted by Zhong Nuannuan, but Jiang was still old and hot, even if Zhong Nuannuan didn't save face for her mother, she was still calm and elegant.
"What to feed? Look at your child, why are you talking so ugly? I arranged Chiyang's room next to Qianqian's room, not for him to live with Qianqian. There are sundries everywhere on the second floor, Aunt Zhao He is also sleeping on the second floor. How can you let Chiyang sleep? Even if he is your fiancé, isn't he unmarried? Since he is not married, he is a distinguished guest of our family. He is still the leader of your father's war department. How can it be arranged on the second floor?"
Jiang Shuwan's words made Zhong Nuannuan depressed.
She felt that she must have been on the cusp of "family affection" in her previous life, so she was so stupid that she was clearly not seen by her family, and she had to use her hot face to stick their cold ass.
"Uncle Zhong, when Nuan Nuan said she might not be your own, I thought she was being careful, but after getting along with her today, I have to wonder, is Nuan Nuan your own?"
Chi Yang's words changed the expressions of Zhong Kuijun and Jiang Shuwan.
"Chiyang, Nuan Nuan is our daughter, there is no doubt about it! Look at Nuan Nuan's face that looks so much like her mother, isn't that enough to explain the problem?"