"Who is yelling here?" With a dissatisfied scolding, an elderly man in his sixties walked down the arc stairs.

"Grandpa," Lan Ruoshui hurriedly met, and then said with a favor: "I just saw what you said about my uncle who just came back from abroad."

"Just see it." Lei Taihe's tone was a little indifferent. He didn't show much happiness for Lan Ruoshui's enthusiasm, but just let her support herself to the middle of the living room.

"Is Zhenyu back?" Lei Taihe frowned when she saw her youngest son, and then looked at Ruyu beside him: "This one is..."

"Dad, did I not tell you on the phone a few days ago? I'm married. This is my wife Che Ruyu," Lei Zhenyu immediately introduced to Ruyu: "Call Dad."

"Dad," Ruyu spoke, but she felt that the dad was very awkward. In her mind, the name dad was linked to Dongfang Mo. Now she suddenly wanted to call a strange old man dad, but she didn't feel much in her heart.

Willingly.

"Che Ruyu, why do I seem to have heard of this name?" Lei Taihe's face darkened and he looked at his eldest son: "Zhensheng, have you heard of the name Che Ruyu before?"

"Of course I've heard it," Lei Zhensheng replied very naturally, and then reminded his father: "Didn't my father's leisure hall have a picture of Jeju Island's homesickness? That's what Che Ruyu painted."

"Oh, yes," Lei Taihe looked at Ruyu again, with more doubts in his eyes: "Can you be that painter Che Ruyu?"

"I just love painting more," Ruyu's voice was very calm, neither deliberately trying to please nor pretending to be arrogant.

"Grandpa, she still has an identity," Lan Ruoshui hurriedly inserted it. Without waiting for Lei Taihe to ask, she introduced herself: "Che Ruyu is still the ex-wife of Zhengnan, they just 10 days ago

Just divorced."

This was indeed a bomb, which immediately exploded the calm atmosphere. Lei Tae-he's face immediately darkened. He stared at his youngest son and couldn't help but growl: "Zhen Yu,

You have just returned from abroad for less than half a month, why did you marry Che Ruyu? Che Ruyu is still your niece's ex-wife. What a messy relationship? What's going on?"

Lei Zhenyu grabbed Ruyu's hand tightly, clenched it tightly in the palm of his hand, gave her a reassuring look on his face, and then looked at Lei Taihe and said lightly: "Dad, I'm not very good at the niece you mentioned.

I know who it is, but Ruyu's ex-husband is indeed named Kim Jong-nam, but they have divorced. Ruyu and I got married after they divorced, so I didn't intervene in their family, nor did I destroy their original

marriage."

"Dad is not pursuing anyone who has destroyed Zhengnan's marriage now," Lei Zhensheng took the words very unhappy, and then looked at Ruyu meaningfully and said, "The problem now is that Zhengnan and Ruoshui are going to get married. Zhen

Of course we are very happy that you are going to get married, but please find another bride?"

"Why should I find another bride?" Lei Zhenyu sneered at Lei Zhensheng's words and couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Sorry, brother, Ruyu and I are already married, I think my brother should advise you
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