She Held Her Chest

Just as she was about to step out, the maid came in with a gift box. "The mister needs a few more people to help bring the rest of the gifts in."

Cao Xuehua smiled more intensely and said, "If you wanted to come, just come! Why did you need to bring in so many gifts?"

Su Tiantian relaxed a little, threw Ning Meng a cold glare, and gleefully chided, "This is the first time he is coming, of course he has to be a bit more serious."

Ning Wentao was deep in his thoughts, but Cao Xuehua interrupted his thought process and continued, "Meng Meng, Mr. Huo has not come over yet, right? It's OK that your relationship was not so good in the past, but let bygones be bygones. Now that you've reconciled, don't you think he should come over at least once?"

As she finished saying this, Ning Wentao looked over and she quickly tried to explain. "Wentao, I'm correct, right? As a son-in-law, you should pay some respect to your father-in-law."

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