I rely on supernatural powers to marry a wealthy family

In the evening, when Feng Zhanjue came back, Father Xu was obviously more enthusiastic than before, and even took out the wine that he had collected for many years and handed it to him.

Seeing Xu's father so enthusiastic, Feng Zhanjue was a little overwhelmed, and looked at Xu Guoguo suspiciously.

But Xu Guoguo shrugged his shoulders to express that he didn't know, and then watched Feng Zhanjue be taken away by Xu's father full of sympathy.

Xu Guoguo went to help in the kitchen, Xu's mother glanced at her, and continued to wash the vegetables.

The two were silent for a long time before Mother Xu asked, "Do you want to help them ease their relationship?"

Unexpectedly, it would be spotted so easily. Xu Guoguo was a little surprised. After a while, he regained his composure, nodded and said, "Mr. Sun may be running out of time. I can see that Ah Zhan has resentment. I don't want Ah Zhan to Pity."

Mother Xu sighed, she put down the things in her hand and looked out the window, suddenly becoming a little sad.

"You've only been alive for decades. If you don't explain something clearly, why should you take it underground?"

Seeing that Xu's mother was thinking the same as herself, she showed a relaxed smile, and finally had someone to support her.

Xu Guoguo couldn't help the red eyes, stepped forward and hugged Xu's mother, crying and said: "Mom, thank you."

Mother Xu patted her on the shoulder and smiled softly, "Fool, you are my daughter, no matter what you do, mother will always support you."

She could feel her mother's love for her, which made her even more moved.

In the restaurant, Feng Zhanjue looked at Dad Xu as if he was going to fight him desperately, he swallowed hard, and looked at Dad Xu in surprise: "Dad, are we really just drinking?"

Seeing that he didn't believe him, Dad Xu was a little dissatisfied. He put the opened baijiu on the table forcefully, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why, look down on me drinking baijiu?"

Feng Zhanjue shook his head immediately. He glanced at the cup on the table, couldn't help having a headache, and suggested in a low voice: "It's not good to drink white wine at night, how about we drink some red wine?"

"I used to drink enough liquor in France." Father Xu insisted.

After he said this, Feng Zhanjue remembered that Xu's father grew up in France, and it's normal not to like red wine, so he could only bite the bullet and sit down, rolling up his sleeves to accompany him.

After taking a few sips of wine with the peanuts, Father Xu let go more than before. He patted Feng Zhanjue's shoulder vigorously, "If you are Guoguo's husband, then he is my son, isn't he just a foreigner? It’s nothing rare if it’s gone.”

He understood what he meant when he said that his family was named Zhanjue, and he also took a sip of liquor and didn't speak.

Father Xu didn't even look at him, but silently peeled some peanuts and put them in front of him.

The two drank in silence for a few more sips, and then Dad Xu said again: "I have known your grandfather before, he is a teacher I admire, but he is also an old antique, and it is the same if there is a generation gap with you young people. But young people, you can afford it and let it go, don’t care too much about other people’s opinions.”

"Dad, they are strangers to me. You don't need to comfort me, I won't feel bad." Feng Zhanjue was a little moved, he lowered his head and explained uncomfortably.

Dad Xu slammed the table down suddenly, and stared at Feng Zhanjue with dissatisfaction. It was obvious that Feng Zhanjue had misunderstood him.

He rolled his eyes at Feng Zhanjue, and said in a deep voice, "That's your mother's father. He missed your mother very much these years. It must be regrettable that your mother left. Xiao Zhan, you are still young, but he I'm old, if you don't want to communicate, just say it clearly, don't procrastinate."

"Dad doesn't think I'm cold-blooded?" Feng Zhanjue was a little surprised and asked in disbelief.

"Why is it cold-blooded?" Xu's father frowned, seeing that he had misunderstood himself, he took another sip of his wine, and then said, "Humans are not perfect, just do your best."

Yes, just try your best. Feng Zhanjue likes this sentence very much, and he respects Father Xu even more.

When their conversation was almost over and the other dishes were ready, Xu Guoguo came out with the dishes and saw that a bottle of white wine was half gone. Can make Dad drink so much liquor, he is not in good health, the doctor told him not to drink."

"Okay, not next time." Feng Zhanjue took her hand and kissed her, agreeing without hesitation.

Xu Guoguo looked at Papa Xu shyly, saw that he was eating with his head down, stared at Feng Zhanjue with dissatisfaction, and went back to the kitchen with a blushing face.

Looking at him and her back, Feng Zhanjue's eyes were full of tenderness, he felt the long-lost warmth in Xu's house, this is the feeling of home.

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I thought Sun Xiang would only come once, but I didn't expect him to come again the next day not long after Feng Zhanjue left.

Xu Guoguo originally wanted to refuse to go back directly, but he suddenly blocked her way, clasped his hands together and begged, "I don't mean anything else, I just want to calm down and talk to Zhan Jue, I hope Guoguo can help me."

"Mr. Sun, I'm sorry, Ah Zhan is my husband, and I respect all his decisions." Xu Guoguo couldn't bear to look at the old man who asked her for help, but thinking of Feng Zhanjue's suffering over the years, she still bit her head. He gritted his teeth and refused.

The old man was not surprised to get such a result, but he was still a little disappointed and looked at Xu Guoguo helplessly.

Xu Guoguo quickly looked away, she was afraid that if she continued to look at it, she would not be able to help but soften her heart.

Seeing her resolute attitude, the old man sighed, looked forward and said, "I regretted that Hanhan left, but I couldn't find her later, and I don't know what happened, if Zhanjue didn't marry you , I haven't been able to find him yet."

Unexpectedly, there is such a tortuous story in it, Xu Guoguo looked down at the ground, hesitated for a while, and then retorted: "This is about you and Ah Zhan, the person you owe is him and his mother, you should talk to him Explain, as for the meeting, I believe you can do it."

She is not a fool, how could she not understand what the old man meant, he wanted to meet Feng Zhanjue in the simplest and least labor-intensive way, but now they are the ones who did the wrong thing, if they want to be forgiven, they have to show sincerity.

After waiting for a long time without getting Xu Guoguo's consent, the old man slowly showed disappointment, but soon he begged again: "Guoguo, I beg you, can you let Zhanjue see me, just beg me?" Can you take pity on me, an old man who is about to die?"

"Don't be like this." Seeing him like this, Xu Guoguo panicked and looked at him at a loss: "Azhan is not a thing, he has his own thoughts, I don't want him to be unhappy."

"You just need to mention it for me, just say that I want to tell him about his mother, it's as simple as that." The old man also knew how to measure, and quickly made concessions.

It seems that if I don’t agree, it’s not enough. Xu Guoguo bit her lip and hesitated for a while, then nodded reluctantly, "I will help you this time only, as for whether Ah Zhan wants to see you or not, that is not up to me."

"Thank you." The old man's eyes turned red.