Billionaire Matrilocal Son-in-law

Early the next morning, Jiang Zihan's family got up early. At this time, Tang Tianlin was still asleep and was picked up by Jiang Zihan.

"Still sleeping! Are you a pig? Forget that today is Grandma's birthday. Get up and get dressed."

Tang Tianlin opened his bleary eyes and saw Jiang Zihan's pink pajamas and the faint gully on his chest.

At this moment, Tang Tianlin just opened his eyes. His brain was still a little confused. He didn't recover his reason. Stimulated by this, his primitive desire burst out.

Jiang Zihan threw himself on the bed and covered his palms.

"So soft!" Tang Tianlin was so happy that he was immediately woken up by Jiang Zihan with a loud slap in the face.

"Ouch! Wife, listen to me. I didn't wake up just now. My brain didn't turn. Don't be angry."

Tang Tianlin got up, picked up Jiang Zihan and explained.

Jiang Zihan then slapped again. This time, he didn't exert any force. Just now she was really frightened by Tang Tianlin. She thought Tang Tianlin was going to be a bully and bow hard.

"Tang Tianlin! Just say it if you want to touch it. What excuse? Get up and get dressed. When grandma's birthday is missed, I'll divorce you whatever I say. Hum!" Jiang Zihan ran away angrily.

Tang Tianlin carefully pondered Jiang Zihan's words and found that Jiang Zihan was not angry again, but had some coquettish meaning.

In the past, I couldn't even touch Jiang Zihan's little hand. Today, I touch it. It can be seen that Jiang Zihan's attitude towards himself has changed greatly.

"Want to touch? Of course I want to touch. I'll touch it again next time!" Tang Tianlin muttered, getting up and getting dressed.

Get dressed and Tang Tianlin walks around in front of the mirror.

Tang linger chose a Tang costume for herself, which is also in line with the international artistic conception of the Tang people.

All over the body, there was no decoration except a tulip embroidered with gold thread on the chest.

However, it was this Golden Tulip that showed Tang Tianlin's momentum.

Tang Tianlin nodded with satisfaction, opened the gift prepared by Tang linger, looked at it, then put it away, went out of the door and met Jiang Zihan's parents in law in the hall.

Seeing Tang Tianlin's outfit, Lin Xia was very satisfied and couldn't help praising: "it's still like a person! How are the gifts prepared?"

"Don't worry, mom, make Grandma happy and let others sigh." Tang Tianlin took out his gift and swayed in front of Lin Xia.

Lin Xia said, "don't boast. As long as you don't lose my face, I don't expect you to earn me face."

Ready, the four set out and rushed to grandma Jiang Zihan's house in Jinghai city.

Jiang Zihan's grandmother's family is also a small family in Jinghai City, otherwise Lin Xia would not marry the Jiang family, a medium-sized family in Jiangcheng.

Grandma Jiang Zihan's birthday banquet is arranged in the ancestral house, which is located in the villas in the rich area in the suburbs.

Although foreign houses and villas have been built nearby, the ancestral house still retains the quadrangle style, but the supporting facilities inside are modern.

Grandma Jiang Zihan's family belongs to the Lin family, which is a family.

Lin Shaohua, who colluded with Jiang Shaoyun, is a private family, purely a businessman.

There are many descendants of the Lin family. Today, the old birthday star is celebrating his birthday, and all the younger generations should come. Nuo's courtyard is filled in an instant, full of voices and strong incense.

Although the Lin family is not very rich, but the incense is strong, which makes the old birthday Mrs. Lin very happy.

As a married daughter, Lin Xia took her husband to say hello to the old lady in advance. Tang Tianlin and Jiang Zihan were left here by them.

"Yo, isn't this cousin Zihan and his little white faced husband? Grandma licked her face on her birthday. Her face is thick enough!" at this time, an discordant voice came, and Jiang Zihan's cousin Lin Qingqing came near with her husband's arm.

Jiang Zihan returned with a cold face: "cousin, you can't say that. Tianlin is the son-in-law of the Lin family. Of course, you must come! Didn't you also bring your husband?"

Lin Qingqing rolled his eyes: "ah! Zhongliang of our family is different. He is an internationally famous fashion designer. He has participated in various foreign fashion competitions and led the forefront of fashion. Where's your Tianlin? At best, he's just a little white face."

Jiang Zihan's face is very ugly, so he will take Tang Tianlin away.

At this time, Lin Qingqing's husband Qiao Zhongliang offered to introduce: "I'm Qiao Zhongliang. Don't listen to Qingqing's nonsense. I've only been to Paris fashion week for several times."

The cousin's brother-in-law took the initiative to stretch out his hand, and Jiang Zihan turned around and left. Seeing this, Tang Tianlin shook hands with Qiao Zhongliang first.

"My cousin's husband is really talented and talented. Cousin Qingqing has climbed a good high branch."

After hearing this, Lin Qingqing was furious: "Tang Tianlin! What do you mean? Don't I Lin Qingqing deserve the loyalty of our family?"

Tang Tianlin smiled faintly and asked, "do you deserve it?"

Now Tang Tianlin often hates people who despise him. Jiang Zihan is used to it and is not surprised.

Lin Qingqing was speechless, and Tang Tianlin continued to hit him head-on: "you said that my cousin's brother-in-law is an internationally famous fashion designer? Let's see what I'm wearing today?"

Without saying a word, Lin Qingqing asks Qiao Zhongliang to go and have a look.

The younger generation of the Lin family around me heard the news and came to see a good play. They talked about it one after another: "Wow! Sister Qingqing's husband is so handsome! Don't be so weak and useless."

"Ah! Don't tell me. Tang Tianlin is dressed like a dog today."

Qiao Zhongliang pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and went to Tang Tianlin: "Tianlin, we are brother-in-law. Qingqing and Zihan are uncomfortable. We two men can't be independent. I'll just have a look."

Along the way, Qiao Zhongliang began to touch Tang Tianlin's clothes.

Although Qiao Zhongliang is gentle, as the saying goes, it's not that a family doesn't enter a house. Qiao Zhongliang is just gentle on the surface, but bad water inside.

Qiao Zhongliang felt his clothes and identified the fabrics. When he wanted to come, Tang Tianlin could afford any high-grade goods.

Up to Armani and down to ADI 361, his understanding of clothes is really not covered. As long as he wipes them, he can know where the clothes come from.

However, no matter how he touched and identified it, he could not identify the origin of the dress.

Qiao Zhongliang simply gave up and smiled at Tang Tianlin: "brother-in-law, forgive me for my lack of talent and learning. I can't tell the origin of your clothes. Isn't it a private tailor?"

The younger generation of the Lin family began to talk: "look, I'll tell you what good goods Tang Tianlin can afford. Spend a little money to go to some corner alley and find an old tailor of the last century."

"Yes, it's also Tang style. I don't think the tailor can do anything except Tang style."

The words of the younger generation of the Lin family are full of sarcasm. Jiang Zihan's face is very ugly.

Tang Tianlin smiled faintly: "it's not my clothes. It's just that you can't recognize them because you can't see them!"