Chapter 27

She looked at the old lady. Her lips moved slightly. Just as she was about to speak, Qin Ruyan pointed to Qin's poems and poems and said, "grandma, you see, some people have married a useless husband. Even your 70th birthday, who has become a joke and disgraced coward of Qin family, doesn't even come to pay homage to his birthday, and he doesn't pay much attention to you!"

The old lady's smiling face was as gloomy as before the storm. She looked at Qin's poems with displeasure.

Qin poetry flustered a way: "grandma, I..."

"Qin poetry, I what I am, in my opinion, not only the loser does not put grandma in the eye, including you, also do not respect grandma!" Qin Yang took the opportunity to add fuel and vinegar.

In his eyes, he showed disdain, ridicule and disdain for Qin poetry.

In front of all the Qin family members, Qin's poetry was extremely embarrassed. He secretly scolded: Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan, you're useless. At such a critical time, you don't even have a shadow. You let me down!

In the face of iron facts, sophistry is pale, and Qin poetry does not even intend to defend.

Luo Ping can't see it. She is going to argue for Qin's poetry. However, a figure appears at the gate of the villa of Qin family. Before anyone arrives, the voice comes first.

"Of course I don't take grandma seriously..." Lin Xuan seemed to fall from the sky with light steps. When he came to the public, he did not worry about the eyes of the Qin family.

"He's such a jerk. How could he have the face?"

"If I'm Qin Shishi, I'll buy a piece of tofu and kill me. If I marry such a wimp husband, I'll be frustrated!"

"Did you hear that the waste son-in-law openly declared that he did not pay attention to his grandmother. Was he going to rebel?"

"Ha ha ha ha, a waste, he can also turn the sky?"

“……”

Qin poetry eyes moist, for the first time feel Lin Xuan so handsome, handsome out of the sky, a warm current overflowing in the heart, as if he is stepping on colorful auspicious clouds.

"Lin Xuan!"

She whispered a cry, also regardless of people's expression, to Lin Xuan, arm Lin Xuan's arm, came over.

This is the first public occasion of Qin poetry, holding Lin Xuan's arm, like a couple of lovers.

I'm sorry to be late Lin Xuan said tenderly to the poetry of Qin Dynasty.

Qin Yang, Qin Ruyan two pairs of resentment eyes, hate can't swallow Lin Xuan posture.

"Waste, you are so bold that you dare not pay attention to grandma. Do you know the consequences?" Qin Yang made trouble immediately.

The old lady listened to Qin Yang's words, and her gloomy face was full of indifference to Lin Xuan.

In the Qin family, no one dares to ignore the old lady. He is tired of living!

Lin Xuan stepped forward and glanced at Qin Yang contemptuously, "of course, I don't put my grandmother in my eyes, but I put my grandmother in my heart. Unlike some people, they only flatter grandma with their mouths! "

A word made the Qin family in disorder.

When did the waste son-in-law learn how to talk and be so pleasant.

Isn't he deaf? Is it a loser who can't fight back or scold?

When did he learn to speak? He's a waste, is he a man?

Qin Yang and Qin Ruyan are stunned. They seem to have been slapped by Lin Xuan with a big mouth and hot on their cheeks.

The heart of Qin's poetry was slightly shocked. She was surprised. She looked at Lin Xuan from the corner of her eyes. The heart lake was rippling with ripples. She was a bit unbelievable. Is this her husband who was called a waste?

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