Son-In-Law Is A Playboy

The alcohol in Han Bing's body seemed to have disappeared in an instant. She stared at me with bright eyes and held the pink apron in her hand.    

    

I looked at her, confused.    

    

The plot had changed too quickly. Just now, you did as I asked, and it seemed like the war was about to begin.    

    

"Wife, what's wrong?"    

    

I asked weakly.    

    

Han Bing's face was as cold as frost, and asked with an ice-cold tone, "Tell me honestly, whose undergarment is this?"    

    

I fell into a daze.    

    

When I came back to myself, I felt weak, and my gut told me that the problem must have been my apron.    

    

At this point, I can only fight to the death.    

    

"Wifey, what do you mean?"    

    

I pretended not to understand.    

    

"Whose apron is this?"    

    

Han Bing's tone suddenly rose.    

    

I really don't understand what you mean. Didn't you say just now that I bought this for you? How can you return someone's apron?    

    

I held up my hands to calm her down and pretended to look innocent.    

    

In this sort of situation, he had to remain calm. He absolutely couldn't panic, or else the more he panicked the worse things would become. His brother's ability to remain calm in the face of situations was honed in front of Han Bing.    

    

There is no absolute in everything. As long as you maintain your calm, there is definitely a solution.    

    

"Do I look like I'm joking with you? Let me ask you one last time, whose undergarment is this? "You'd better speak honestly, or else the family rules will be on you."    

    

Han Bing's tone immediately dropped. This was the calm before the storm.    

    

From what I know of her, the lower the tone of her anger, the more frightening it becomes when it erupts.    

    

I forcefully swallowed my saliva. I really couldn't understand how she could tell that this undergarment belonged to someone else.    

    

Han Bing must have realized something, or else her tone wasn't so firm.    

    

At this moment, I'm so regretful that my intestines are turning green.    

    

I was really bored, I just needed to do some honest stuff, I just wanted to be a little more exciting. But now, I've completely stimulated Han Bing, she's about to go berserk.    

    

God must have come back to play with me when he had nothing better to do, since he always gets me to do it all by myself.    

    

At this moment, my mind had cleared up a lot. The evil fire had long since disappeared without a trace.    

    

What to do!    

    

My mind worked so hard, I thought about falling down on the bed and pretending to be unconscious. It was such a low level method, and the more I thought about it, the more guilty I felt.    

    

"Wife, I really don't understand what happened."    

    

I pretended to be wronged.    

    

There was nothing he could do. He absolutely couldn't show a single sign of guilt.    

    

"Fine, you're still not going to give me an explanation, right? Then I'll let you die and understand."    

    

Han Bing threw his undergarment at my face and roared, "Look for yourself."    

    

She let out a loud roar and scared me so much that my hand started trembling. I picked up the undergarment that had fallen off my face and started reading it. As I read it, I muttered, "This is just a undergarment. What's there to look at?"    

    

Han Bing reached out his hand and hit me on the head, it was f * cking painful.    

    

"Wife, you didn't do anything, right?"    

    

I asked, looking up with concern.    

    

"Why are you spouting so much nonsense? Hurry up and take a look."    

    

Han Bing stretched out his hand and hit it again.    

    

"Ai, ai."    

    

I immediately replied and looked carefully. My eyeballs were wide open. After searching for a long time, I couldn't find any clues. I curiously asked, "Other than a peony flower, there's nothing else on it."    

    

Han Bing immediately frowned, "You have big eyes and are useless. Can't you see the word 'big'?"    

    

Words?    

    

Or two?    

    

Bad food!    

    

Suddenly, I thought of a possibility. Could it be that Xiao Ya's name is on it?    

    

The more I thought about it, the more likely it seemed to be. I was scared, but I still pretended to be wronged.    

    

"Where are the words?" Why can't I see it? "    

    

I asked curiously.    

    

Han Bing snatched the undergarment over, holding it in one hand and pointing at the two centimeters below the peony flower design with the other. "Open your eyes wide, let me see it carefully."    

    

I looked at it.    

    

When she saw it, she felt her heart tighten. There were indeed some words. The words were really small. If one did not look carefully, they would not be able to see them. How could she have seen them all of a sudden!    

    

At the moment, I was even more certain that God was playing with me.    

    

Those two small words were indeed Xiao Ya's name.    

    

It's over, it's all over. Now it's all over. I seem to have already heard the words' I'm in pain ',' KO '.    

    

No, he definitely could not admit defeat. He had to find a way to solve the problem. Even if he could not, he had to minimize the consequences.    

    

"Ya, there really are two words. Wife, your eyes are really good. I couldn't find you for a long time."    

    

I looked surprised.    

    

"Stop flattering me here. What's going on with these two words? Who is Xiao Ya?"    

    

Han Bing gazed at me coldly.    

    

Fortunately, this brother's specialty was acting, and with just his glib tongue, he'd be able to get away with it.    

    

I paused deliberately for a few seconds, then opened my mouth and laughed.    

    

Han Bing immediately frowned, "What are you laughing at?"    

    

"I finally understand why you're so angry, and you even kept on asking me whose undergarment this is. After everything that has happened, it's all caused by these two small words."    

    

I said, laughing.    

    

"Hurry up and answer my question. It would be best to give me a reasonable explanation."    

    

"Actually, I also don't know what's going on with these two small characters. Perhaps it's that young lady's name, or perhaps it has some sort of special meaning."    

    

"Little girl?"    

    

Han Bing looked at me suspiciously.    

    

"Oh, it was a girl in her twenties who sold the apron."    

    

"What does the fact that she sells undergarments have to do with these two words?"    

    

"Of course it's related. After finishing a work of art, those artists even wrote their own names and stamped their stamps on it. The technicians who work in these undergarments might even have their own names embroidered on them. This is called publicity, don't tell me that you don't understand these things."    

    

After I finished speaking, I started to admire my eloquence.    

    

"Fine, give me the address and name of this store. I'll go and see if it's like that. Also, do you have any invoices?"    

    

Han Bing had a face of disbelief.    

    

"When did I say I bought it from the store? That girl is selling it by the roadside in her van. It's the type that is very mobile, changing places every day."    

    

I explained.    

    

"Is there anyone who sells like that?"    

    

Han Bing asked suspiciously.    

    

"You always go to the mall when you buy things, so you must not have noticed. There are a lot of people selling stuff in cars on the roadside."    

    

She made an "oh" sound, but she still had a look of disbelief on her face, "Scoundrel." Human Lin, you are truly capable. You are able to speak without leaking a word. I wish to find the person who sold the undergarment to confront you, but even I am unable to find him. "    

    

"Wifey, look at what you're saying. It's not that I'm watertight, it's just that this is the truth. That little girl is selling on the North Road of the city, I've never met her before. This time, I bumped into her by chance, so I got off the car to take a look and bought one."    

    

I spoke a bit wrongly before sighing, "You really should pay attention when you buy things in the future. It almost caused a big misunderstanding."    

    

Don't think that you can get away with it with a few short sentences. Your words need to be verified, and I keep having the feeling that something is wrong with your words. If I find out that you are lying to me, then the family rules won't be suitable for you.    

    

Han Bing said angrily.    

    

I immediately got a black line on my head as I raised my hand to wipe off the cold sweat on my forehead.    

    

Everyone said that a woman's intuition was accurate, and Old Lin truly experienced it. Even if what I said was reasonable, she still wouldn't believe me.    

    

The latter half of the sentence was even more frightening. Why did it have to do with the top ten torture methods in the entire Qing Dynasty?    

    

I have seen the little movie about the ten great tortures in Qing Dynasty. The punishments there were too terrifying, and they were even a little bit too much, causing me to feel a little awkward. Concealed, hehe.    

    

"Wife, you are so smart, there is no reason for me to not understand. Patting your chest, tell me, am I stupid? "Of course I'm not stupid, otherwise how could the city let me be the vanguard? Unless I have my head caught by the door, I wouldn't give you the little apron embroidered with other people's names."    

    

I said very innocently.    

    

Han Bing curled his lips, "Hmph, that's not necessarily the case. With your eyes, you definitely didn't see it, which is why you gave it to me."    

    

Good boy, you're amazing. You were able to tell the truth with just one sentence. This brother admires you.    

    

Her tone was no longer as cold as before, but still full of suspicion.    

    

However, she managed to minimize the consequences of her actions. She had nowhere to investigate. As time went on, she would forget about this matter.    

    

"Wife, we're delayed so much because of these two small characters, shall we continue?"    

    

I reached out to touch her pink flesh, but she slapped me away.    

    

"Scram back to your room. I'm not in the mood for it. You got such a big advantage tonight, I'm satisfied."    

    

Han Bing threw the undergarment at my face again and kicked me.    

    

Man, he had been busy all day without a single hair on his head, and he had even gotten himself into trouble.    

    

I grabbed my little apron, grabbed my clothes, looked unwillingly at her snow-white body, and got out of bed.    

    

Xiao Ya, ah Xiao Ya, damn you, why didn't you tell me that your name is on it!    

    

My head drooped, like a frosted eggplant, withered.    

    

This time, Xiao Ya was in deep trouble. If it wasn't for this damned undergarment, he would definitely be able to capture Han Bing tonight. Perplexity.    

    

I returned to my bedroom and lay down on my bed, depressed. I recalled the scene just now. It was so dangerous.    

    

Fortunately, he was smart enough and calm enough, otherwise, he would definitely be done for.    

    

Right now, being kicked out of the master bedroom was already a very good result.    

    

The night passed quickly.    

    

The next morning, I got up early out of habit to do housework. I hadn't finished eating all of the dishes last night, so it was easier for me to get breakfast.    

    

After which, I habitually left a note and went out.    

    

When I got downstairs, I found my car parked downstairs, listening to the birds chirping, and I took a deep breath, feeling refreshed.    

    

As the saying goes, the early bird gets the worm. Hopefully, there will be a big harvest today.    

    

After I got in the car, I said to Liu Cong, "Let's go to the Casanova bar first."    

    

Then I opened my notebook, clicked on the front page, and read.    

    

It said the action in the city yesterday. The scene was so grand that even after watching for a long time, they were still unable to see me. The television station must have cut that part off.    

    

Old Lin had a hard time pulling it off, and it even managed to cut it. This made me extremely depressed.    

    

If I meet the person in charge of this television station, I'll kick him a few times.    

    

Really, it was too infuriating.    

    

At this moment, my cell phone rang. I took it out and was stunned.    

    

Why did he think of calling me?