"Son of a bitch! Can't I tell it to my grandson? He hasn't grown up yet The old man of Beiming glared at the old man, but he broke down the stage for him.
Beiming Yan helplessly rolled his eyes again, "OK, OK, you go on. When Cheng Cheng grows up, you can tell his son... "
During the dinner, the old man of Beiming kept talking about the history of his scenery in those years
Gu Huan silently bit the abalone. The abalone in his son's clip is Xiang. But the scum sitting opposite her is so angry!
Yi Feng seems not to be affected by what happened just now, and continues to heat up the dishes for Gu Huan. "Huan, look at you these years, you've lost a lot of weight. Eat more meat."
Also maple to Gu Huan that look in the eyes that sentence revealed every considerate and gentle, are not pretend to come out.
Gu Huan knew that he still had many questions to ask Yifeng, but he knew it was not right now.
"Well, you can eat more, too." She didn't see the shadow under Yifeng's eyelids. He must have had a bad life these years, right?
In the eyes of outsiders, the scene of Yifeng and Gu Huan picking dishes with each other shows that the couple are in love and warm.
However, in the cold eye light of Beiming ink, a cluster of flames are ignited.
Pei dai'er watches the battle in silence. The more Yifeng and Gu Huan fight, the deeper the smile on her lips. So, she also warmly put a chopstick dish, kindly handed to the bowl of Beiming Mo, "Mo, come on, you also eat."
But unexpectedly, Beiming Mo suddenly stops, and he stares at the dishes in the bowl, his face sinks.
Pei dai'er seemed to notice his coldness. She shrunk slightly and quickly changed the topic. "Hehe, Yifeng, when are you going to get married?"
As soon as Pei dai'er said this, Beiming family immediately looked back at Yifeng.
However, it's not what Pei dai'er expected -
the first one to say is the old man of Beiming, "Yifeng is still young, and it's still early to get married. But it's about you and the second. You're not in a hurry. I'm in a hurry. "
Beiming feiyuan quickly echoed, "yes, I also think Yifeng is small. It's too early to talk about marriage now!"
In fact, it's not Yifeng's age, it's Gu Huan around him. He's not the right person for Beiming old man and Beiming feiyuan!
I'm kidding. Who would be so stupid as to take a woman as a gambler?
Also Maple facial expression is gloomy come down.
Gu Huan breathed a sigh of relief.
Obviously, Pei dai'er didn't know the reason. She was surprised and thought that Gu Huan's identity was too low, so Beiming didn't like her.
"Ha ha, uncle Beiming, look what you said, my marriage to Mo It's up to you and my father! " At the mention of Beiming ink, Pei dai'er was in full bloom.
Without waiting for Beiming master to respond, Beiming Mo spoke for the first time -
"since Beiming Yifeng has come back, as the grandson of Beiming's parents, Beiming Yifeng should shoulder the responsibility of business and political marriage!"
The voice of Beiming ink fell, and the air stagnated instantly!
Pei dai'er's face turned white. "Mo, what do you mean?"
The old man of Beiming was so angry that his face swelled. Red, dry stare!
Also Maple brow deep twist, fingers secretly into a fist.
"No, no!" LAN Nian, Yifeng's mother, was the one who objected. She said bravely, "ha ha, I mean, I'm afraid our family can't afford the important task of Pei's marriage in Beiming. What's more, Miss Pei's family is famous and graceful..."
"That would be more suitable!" Northern Ming Mo Cen Leng interrupts LAN Nian's words, "the elder sister-in-law has good parenting skills. What the Pei family wants is to marry the northern Ming family. It doesn't matter which one she married."
Beiming feiyuan and lannian are scared to white.
Yifeng has no influence in Beiming family. Marrying Pei Daier is equal to joining Pei family. Beiming Mo will only kick him further!
What's the difference between Beiming Mo's move and Zhaojun's move?
Gu Huan understand, this bastard is want to Pei dai'er this hot potato to also Feng!
She remembered that day, Pei dai'er committed suicide and was admitted to the hospital, crying heartbroken. He just coldly left the sentence "don't love, don't marry"!
At this moment, why did he give it to Yifeng? And destroy Yifeng's happiness?
Mean, shameless, dirty!
She's not going to let this scum get away with it!
So she stroked the broken hair on her forehead, pulled the corners of her lips rigidly, and said with a smile --
"Oh, when my girlfriend Yifeng is dead? Even if he wants to marry, he will marry me! Haven't you ever heard of not doing to others what you don't want? 2、 "Uncle?"
She deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of Er Shu.
Beiming Mo's face immediately sank!
Regardless of other people's eyes, Gu huancai stabbed Beiming Mo with his flying knife and continued, "what's more, Miss Pei is a noble lady, and she is determined to be with uncle Er. Such a well-informed person can't find him with a lantern. Uncle Er should keep it for herself! If you give it to our Yifeng, isn't it going to make outsiders laugh at Beiming family? "She deliberately said "we are also Maple", and his eyebrows and eyes were a little cold!
Gu Huan's words made the Beiming family feel relieved.
After all, the woman my uncle didn't want was married by my nephew. Isn't that humiliating the Pei family?
Beimingyan secretly gives Gu Huan a thumbs up look, which seems to praise Gu Huan's courage!
Beiming's handsome face is like a knife chisel, with a few green veins looming, and her thick voice is cold and deep -
"Miss Gu wants to be kind. It's really a good choice to marry Beiming Yifeng. I'm afraid that he can't satisfy your appetite -
Congliang? appetite?
These cold words hurt Gu Huan's heart! He called her a greedy prostitute!
Her teeth trembled with anger!
"Thank you for your advice!"
Her voice dropped, and she immediately raised her foot under the table, aimed at the direction of Beiming Mo, and kicked her to death --
"um..." Only listen to him a dull. Hum, facial paralysis face, eyebrow slightly twisted, but still as steady as Mount Tai!
He even added fuel to the fire and said, "Miss Gu doesn't have to say thank you, for a water-based..."
Before the word "Yanghua" was uttered, the little leg bone was attacked again by a powerful force, "um..."
He took a cold breath, and he was stuffy again. There was a pain!
This time, he glared at the woman sitting opposite. Is she crazy!
His injured leg is still nailed inside! She even mercilessly to his pain kick!
Gu Huan is crazy, mad! This bastard dares to say the four words "water-borne flowers" and have a try!
"Second uncle, in a word, Yifeng's marriage won't bother you. You'd better take care of yourself."
Maple also moved to see Gu Huan one eye, whispered to her ear said, "thank you, Huan."
Gu Huan can't help sighing at the touch of her fingertips. In fact, she's not for Yifeng, she's just angry with Beiming ink
Beiming Mo's leg bone is still in pain, and the injured part has not been completely healed. Gu Huan's two feet kick him down, and his forehead perspires with pain, and he doesn't speak for a long time.
You deserve it!
"All right!" The old man of Beiming drank it coldly! Chopsticks immediately threw to the table, "this meal is not to eat!"
"Zhengtian, the children are just playing..." Jiang Huixin is too busy to say good things.
"How many of them are hundreds of years old, and they are still playing?" The old man puffed his beard and glared, "dai'er, I'll let the driver take you home first. Don't worry about what happened tonight. You'll think you haven't heard of the old man's words and let you see the joke."
Then, the old man stood up and glared at his sons with fierce eyes. He put down a sentence: "the eldest and the second, Yifeng, you three, come to the study for me!"
Then the old man got up and left the restaurant
Bei Ming Yan took a long breath and murmured in a low voice, "Emma, I have to be careful with this meal Fortunately, I don't have to go to the study... " As he muttered, he leaned to Jiang Huixin's ear and said, "ah, mother, why did the old man ask them to go to the study?"
Jiang Huixin patted her son's face. "Don't worry about Yan Yan. You have to sleep at home tonight. Don't go to other women's nest, you know!"
"Ah Wu..." Beiming Yan withered.
Cheng Cheng quietly jumps down from the table and chair, walks to Yi Feng and Gu Huan in front of Bei Ming Mo, raises his small head, and says -
"brother Yi Feng, will you really marry your sister?"
Gu Huan's lips trembled.
Also Maple gentle smile, stroked the soft hair of Cheng Cheng, "Cheng Cheng hope?"
Cheng Cheng takes a serious look at Gu Huan. "Cheng Cheng hopes his sister and brother Yifeng are happy."
Also Maple Leng for a while, immediately moved smile.
Gu Huan's subconscious frowning, heart string floating. She sees through Cheng Cheng's mind at a glance. Cheng Cheng doesn't really want her to be with Yifeng. The little guy just wants her to be happy.
However, how does Cheng know, as Cheng Cheng's mother, how can she choose his brother?
She can't pass the secular ethics
"North Ming Si Cheng!" Sure enough, Cheng Cheng was so angry that a man almost got hurt, "did I hear you right? What do you know about happiness? "
Jiang Huixin sees that something is wrong. Before Beiming Mo is in trouble, she quickly picks Cheng up. "Miss Gu, let's go away and let them go to the study as soon as possible. The old man is still waiting..."
Also Maple immediately nodded, all kinds of tenderness looked at Gu Huan, "wait for me, I will give you an explanation."
Gu Huan nodded. What happened suddenly tonight was so shocking. She had to listen to Yi Feng's explanation!
Beiming Mo's eyes were dark and his expression was gloomy. He went straight to his study
Beiming house, study.
The night outside the window is tantalizing, but in the study it is cloudy.The old man of Beiming sat on the big leather chair with a serious expression and a deep brow.
The eldest son Beiming feiyuan and the eldest grandson Beiming Yifeng are sitting on the chair opposite the old man. Beiming feiyuan is habitually in a cold sweat. He can't help but panic in the face of his dignified father.
Yifeng is calm and calm. Now, he is no longer the boy who was not strong enough.
As before, Beiming Mo was sitting in the farthest place from the old man, lazily leaning on the comfortable sofa, with no happiness, anger, sadness and happiness in his scabbard like eyebrows. He was as cool as a beautiful sculpture without any vitality.
The atmosphere is stagnant!
The old man cleared his throat and broke the silence. "Yifeng, grandfather is very happy that you can come back tonight. Grandfather also knows that you are doing this to help you. Dad, but I have a bet with your second uncle..."
"Grandfather still decided to win the bet, didn't he?" Yi Feng calmly interrupts the old man's words, puts the hand on the leg, but secretly clenches into a fist, "I know, that gambling appointment is, as long as Huan climbs on the second uncle's bed, even if the second uncle wins."