Chapter: 1631

Zi Shiya glanced at Zhang Han again, thinking in her heart:

If he came from a top wealthy family, it would be fine, but now it seems that he is not very powerful.

While muttering, her cell phone rang.

Pick it up, take a look, and pick it up:

"Mom, I'm in Xiangjiang, um, yes, I met Sister Ziyan, where she lives, ah, this, sister is very good, uh..."

Zi Shiya shrank her small face, covered the phone microphone with her hand, looked at Zi Yan and asked in a low voice:

"Can you tell me?"

Zi Yan froze for a moment, glanced at Zhang Han, pursed her lips and smiled, and nodded her head lightly.

Or, let the family know in advance, so that they have a mental preparation.

She never doubted whether Zhang Han could handle this matter, because she knew that it would be 100% successful.

After all, my husband is a fairy, and only I know, this is a secret exclusive to two people.

After obtaining Zi Yan's consent, Zi Shiya stood up, walked to the window, and then whispered:

"My sister, she...has a home."

"I have a home? What do you mean?" The voice on the phone was three minutes louder, full of surprise.

"There is a husband and a baby, and their babies... seem to be over three years old." Zi Shiya said.

"What did you say!"

In the bedroom of a residence in the Zijia Manor, Zi Shiya's mother, Dong Ling, stared wide-eyed in disbelief. After hearing the news, she hurriedly asked:

"Is this true? Are you really married?"

"It's true, can I lie to you about this? That brother-in-law is planning to go to our house to propose marriage in a few days. "

"Propose marriage?" Dong Ling was stunned.

Could it be that the other party is a person with a lot of history?

So she asked, "Which family is your brother-in-law from? What does he do?"

"Uh, I don't know, but my sister said that my brother-in-law has several companies, and I'm in their restaurant now."

"Several companies? In a restaurant? What kind of restaurant?" Dong Ling asked subconsciously with some clones.

"It's a small restaurant with two floors, about 100 square meters on each floor..."

Dong Ling's heart skipped a beat after hearing the words, as if she missed a beat.

Oops!

"You give Xiaoyan the phone number, I'll ask her." After hearing what Zi Shiya said, Dong Ling decided to ask Zi Yan.

After about ten seconds, Zi Yan's voice sounded on the phone:

"Aunt Dong."