chapter 1099

was full of anger, especially when they were willing to reconcile with Hai Tong. Hai Tong had to forgive others. Hai Zhiqin wanted to smash Hai Tong's bookstore that day and was stopped by his cousins...Chapter 1099

Yangyang is very obedient, after all, is still a child under three years old, but also has a naughty side.

he took Yang Yang to play in a small park nearby that day. The little guy was naughty and active, and he would run a long way without paying attention, often scaring him half to death and thinking that his son had been lost.

Zhou Honglin got scared once and didn't want to take his son out for a second time.

even the first time he made an excuse to take his son to the park to play.

Yang Yang said wisely and asked, "does Dad have to go to work"

Zhou Honglin lied, "well, Dad has to work and make money."

he hasn't found a job yet.

now seeing that Hai Ling is opening a shop to do small business, Zhou Honglin seems to have a good look. Zhou Honglin is lively, thinking that after his wedding with Ye Jiani, he will also open a shop with Ye Jiani and be his own boss.

you don't have to look at people's faces, you are free.

that is, if he opens a shop, will Zhan Yin continue to punish him

what Zhou Honglin fears most is that Zhan Yin won't let him go and let him do nothing.

if it really doesn't work, he will drive a ride-hailing car, work harder, or at least have an income.

Zhou Honglin did not forget that he was still someone else's husband and son, and he had the heavy burden of supporting his family.

"Oh."

Yang Yang quickly accepted that his father had to go to work to make money, because his mother had always told him that his father had to work to earn money every day, and the little guy knew that his father had to work every day.

when Hai Ling saw her ex-husband coming again, she didn't want to talk to him, and she didn't have time to talk to him.

Zhou Honglin walked over with his son and said to Hai Ling, "Hai Ling, I haven't had breakfast yet. Please give me a bowl of wonton, a cage of Steamed Jiaozi, and Steamed Jiaozi wants peanut butter."

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Hai Ling hasn't answered yet. Aunt Liang came to help bring some soup noodles to the guests. After listening to Zhou Honglin's words, she said, "Mr. Zhou, you give the money first, give the money, take a seat and wait for a while."

Zhou Honglin said, "I'm Yangyang's father. Do I have to pay, too" Hai Ling, how much does it cost for a bowl of wonton and a cage of Steamed Jiaozi for husband and wife anyway Can't you treat me to dinner "

although he has hundreds of thousands of savings besides decorating the wedding house and betrothal gifts to the Ye family, Zhou Honglin can't help but want to take advantage of it because he has no source of income.

besides, he is always fussy about Hailing.

A few months before the divorce, the couple were already in control.

Hai Ling quickly wrapped wonton and said, "Mr. Zhou, don't talk to me about husband and wife again. Yangyang is here, and there are so many guests in my store. I don't want to quarrel with you. If you come to join us, just give me the money first, and then I'll cook wonton for you. If you come over to take advantage, I'll call you, and the security guard on patrol outside will twist you out."

Zhou Honglin doesn't look good. "if it's just a few yuan or more than ten yuan, you can't even buy me dinner."

"No."

Zhou Honglin's face became even worse. He said to Yangyang, "Yangyang, look how stingy your mother is. She refuses to invite her father to eat a bowl of wonton, and he wants his father to give him money."

Yang Yang said confidently, "Uncle Lu has to pay when he comes to have breakfast. My cousin also gives money, and so does my father."

except for his kissing aunt and uncle who eat here, his mother doesn't collect money, and everyone else comes here to pay.e used to watch the decorator do things, I often went there to watch.""do you think decorating is easy At that time, didn't Hai Ling go out early and come back late, staring at the decorator all the t...