Chapter seven hundred and forty third relatives(1/2)
Lin Miao passed by, and Hou Tiantian was sitting at the head of the bed and sulking.
"I'm so angry," Lin Miao sat aside with a smile.
Hou Tiantian looked at her and whispered: "How can you not be angry?"
"I agreed to discuss it together, but he made the decision himself."
"This is really too uncontractual."
Lin Miao raised her eyebrows and heard her continue to complain.
It's just that there's no question of money from beginning to end.
So, this matter has nothing to do with money from beginning to end?
Lin Miao knew it, so he changed the direction of persuasion.
"He is the kind of temperament, and you can't force him to do it."
"I guess he mentioned that stock to you earlier, right?"
Hou Tiantian was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"You don't agree. He is afraid of missing opportunities, so he makes his own decisions," Lin Miao grabbed her hand and said, "I know, you are not the kind of person who values money. When you are angry, Luo Yan is stubborn and does not take your opinions seriously."
Hou Tiantian looked at Lin Miao.
Lin Miao smiled: "Sometimes I'm also angry about his fault."
"But most of the time, he makes sense."
"It's just that he's a bit bored, he keeps everything in his heart and refuses to say it."
"He knew everything, but couldn't say it."
"He can't say it yet. He can resist me," Hou Tiantian pouted and complained.
Lin Miao smiled, "I just mentioned him, he won't be like this in the future."
"Forget it this time, don't be like him, okay?"
Hou Tiantian pouted and looked at her, "It depends on your face."
"Yes, it depends on my face," Lin Miao coaxed her with a good temper.
Hou Tiantian is also good-looking and she is no longer angry after a while.
Lin Miao dragged her to the wing room.
Luo Yan is still there.
Lin Miao quietly winked at him.
Luo Yan stood up reluctantly, "I was wrong just now, I won't do this in the future."
His apology was tough, but it was rare for Hou Tiantian.
She is very conscious of the current affairs and has no trouble to make things difficult for her to get down on the road.
After dinner, Lin Miao pulled Luo Yan back to the house for education.
Hou Tiantian glanced at her and said in her heart that she deserved it.
A doorbell came from outside the door.
Wei Ning went over to answer the door and came back to Lin Qingyuan.
"Teacher Lin," Luo's father came out of the room, a little surprised, "Is there anything wrong?"
"No, uncle, you are busy," Lin Qingyuan was a little embarrassed.
Hou Tiantian came out of the house and Luo Hao was around her and ran over.
"Teacher, you are here."
Lin Qingyuan nodded with a smile and turned to Hou Tiantian.
Hou Tiantian turned her head indifferently, "Uncle, I'm going back to rest."
She turned around and left.
"Tiantian," Lin Qingyuan couldn't help but scream.
Only then did Luo's father realize that he was coming to look for Hou Tiantian.
He quickly called his grandson and went into the house.
The huge yard instantly became empty.
Hou Tiantian couldn't say anything about others. She could only speed up and go into the house.
"Tiantian," Lin Qingyuan chased her house from behind.
Hou Tiantian closed the door tightly, and Lin Qingyuan couldn't get in, so he could only be at the door.
"Tiantian, I was wrong earlier. I shouldn't have talked nonsense and talked so hard that I would make you sad."
"Don't be stubborn yourself. If you are angry, you will swear on me. If you want to beat or scold me, I will let you do it."
Lin Qingyuan begged softly.
Hou Tiantian turned her back to him and leaned against the door, with her expression on her face extremely complicated.
Lin Qingyuan was still talking.
Hou Tiantian endured it and said, "Don't talk about these things here, we'll talk about them tomorrow."
This is what it means to have a date.
Lin Qingyuan’s own interpretation.
He agreed in a stack of voices, looked around and saw that no one came out, so he went to the main house, said to Luo's father, and then left happily.
In the room, Lin Miao and Luo Yan, who was being educated, looked at each other.
"How to deal with this?"
Lin Miao sighed.
Lin Qingyuan is the child’s teacher, and as parents, they are definitely not easy to chase them out.
But Hou Tiantian is their friend, and they can't ignore the affairs of friends.
Now that's the case, they are in a dilemma.
Luo Yan waved his hand at her and signaled not to speak.
Although the house here is soundproofed, it has not undergone special decoration. If Hou Tiantian hears it, no friends will have to do it in the future.
He sighed softly and went over to clean up the toys that were messed up by his son.
There was a sound of closing the door next door, and it was soon the sound of opening and closing the door.
Lin Miao hurried out and saw Wei Ning pulling the door.
"Who went out just now?"
Lin Miao asked.
"Hou Tiantian," Wei Ning replied.
Lin Miao frowned and hurried to find Luo Yan.
"It's all right. She is a girl and can't have any accidents. You can take a few people to find her."
"What's there to say tomorrow during the day."
Lin Miao was worried that Hou Tiantian would come up and chase Lin Qingyuan.
Sometimes it’s really hard to say about couples, Lin Miao is worried that Hou Tiantian will suffer.
Luo Yan immediately called Shang Wei Ning out to chase people.
Hou Tiantian walked out, and several people chased her to the entrance of the alley and stopped her who was planning to take a taxi.
"go back."
Luo Yan said with a cold face.
"I have my business," Hou Tiantian thought it would be better not to stay in the courtyard when it comes to emotional issues.
In order to prevent Luo Yan and Lin Miao from making it difficult.
"I said go back," Luo Yan insisted.
Hou Tiantian stood there and looked at him.
Luo Yan's expression turned slightly softer, "I'll talk about it if you have anything to do."
"Isn't it just a man, what's the big deal?"
Hou Tiantian pursed her lips, "Lin Qingyuan has a problem with his personality, I don't plan to develop with him again."
"The conversation will definitely collapse tomorrow, and I'm worried that he will take your anger out of you."
To be continued...