The Almighty God of War of the Female President

She dared not introduce her son-in-law and mother-in-law, and turned away pretending to be confused.

"Fang Fei, is this your son-in-law?"

Her eldest sister-in-law Luo Yulin sized Ye Xiang up and asked with a frown.

Zhu Fangfei didn't dare to answer and pretended not to hear.

Zhao Qianya's aunt went to see Zhao Qianya, Zhao Qianya blushed and turned around without answering.

Her aunt knew Ye Xiang, so she deliberately asked this to show her discrimination.

The relatives who had never seen Ye Xiang looked him up and down, with disdain on their faces and contempt in their eyes.

"He is Zhao Qianya's husband? No way?"

"It doesn't deserve it at all."

Someone whispered:
"How could Chia fall in love with such a rustic young man? How could Xingguo let him be his son-in-law?"

"She is?"

Luo Yulin looked at Ye Xiang's mother and asked.

She really didn't know this middle-aged woman.

Zhu Fangfei's face was sullen, and she didn't dare to answer.Zhao Qianya also quietly turned away, Ye Xiang had no choice but to introduce himself:

"She is my mother."

"Your mother? You, you brought your mother to be your son-in-law?"

No matter how sophisticated Ye Xiang was, his face was red to the ears, and he was too embarrassed to speak.

"Everyone, take your seats."

Wen Xingzhong yelled, and everyone looked for seats to sit down.

They are all their own people, there is no row of seats, everyone sits casually.

Ye Xiang pulled his mother, who was standing there in embarrassment, to sit beside him.

The five members of Wen Guojun's family happened to sit at the same table as the five members of Wen Xingzhong's family.Together with Wen Xinghua and his wife, the table was full.

At the beginning, everyone can ignore the past, have a lot of fun, toast, bless, polite, and do a set of articles on the scene.

After completing this routine, everyone's target began to be aimed at Ye Xiang's mother and son.

Wen Pinyuan is one year older than Zhao Qianya.

His brother-in-law, who was two years older than him, was also sitting at the table. His name was Wei Jiankang, and he was the deputy general manager of a financial investment company.

His family has a deep conflict with the second uncle's family, there is a conflict of interest, and there is intrigue behind the scenes. On the surface, they still have to communicate, and they still look like they have to do it.

Wen Pinyuan wanted to seize the opportunity to mock Ye Xiang.

Seeing Ye Xiang who was sitting at the same table dressed so morally, Beware looked down on him in his eyes, so he and his brother-in-law sang and humiliated him.

"Brother-in-law, what brand is your suit?"

Wen Pinyuan looked at Ye Xiang's suit and asked his brother-in-law intentionally.

Wei Jiankang knew what his brother-in-law asked him about, and said cooperatively:
"My suit is 'Wild and Deadly Waste', and my English name is Walter. It is one of the top three suit brands in the world, and it costs 8000 yuan a set."

Wen Pinyuan looked at his suit and said:

"It's similar to the suit I'm wearing. My suit costs more than 6000 yuan. It's from the famous Italian brand GUCCI."

He also stood up proudly, showed his belt and shoes to the people at the table, and said:
"It is matched with a belt with a G letter and elegant flat shoes decorated with a horsebit chain. It is the most expensive signature clothing item in the world today."

After he sat down, he turned to Ye Xiang and said disdainfully with the corner of his mouth raised:

"Ye Xiang, what brand is the suit on you?"

Ye Xiang said truthfully:
"My suit doesn't have a brand, it's a street vendor."

"Huh? You're a wealthy son-in-law, wearing a street-market suit?"

Wen Pinyuan looked up to the sky and laughed loudly:

"Hahaha, what a joke, what a joke, it's so weird."

Everyone at the two tables burst into laughter.

Ye Xiang sat there without moving, but he still couldn't hold back.

The most embarrassing one was Ye Xiang's mother, her face was pale, she felt sorry for her son, she just sat there, not daring to eat vegetables.

No one greeted her either.

Zhu Fangfei, Wen Xuexi, and even Zhao Qianya were too embarrassed to lift their heads.

Luo Yulin is also a snobbish middle-aged lady, she wants to seize the opportunity to make fun of her second sister-in-law who is also snobby:
"Zhu Fangfei, what does your son-in-law do?"

Ask knowingly.

Zhu Fangfei didn't know how to answer, so she glared at Ye Xiang, her face darkened even more ugly.

"I don't have a job right now."

Ye Xiang still answered by himself.

"Really? That's relying on your wife to eat soft food."

Luo Yulin looked at her son-in-law proudly and said:
"My son-in-law, Wei Jiankang, is about the same age as you, and he is already the vice president of the company. He earns more than two or three million yuan a year."

"so smart!"

Zhu Fangfei looked at Wei Jiankang enviously, sighed and said:

"It's really maddening to compare people."

Zhao Qianya's cousin, who doesn't look very good, is also a gold digger, and she is also eloquent and unsympathetic.

She looked at her cousin and said:
"Zhao Qianya, you are so beautiful, and you are the deputy director of Zhan Furniture Factory. How did you marry such a useless man? You are shameless, and our Wen family has shame."

The relatives at the two tables held their breaths and remained silent, and the atmosphere in the private room was very awkward.

Zhao Qianya didn't expect her cousin to say that to her face, she felt very ashamed, her eyes turned red, and the corners of her eyes became wet.

Ye Xiang didn't expect that the Wen family would humiliate him face to face, and he was so angry that he wanted to stand up and leave.

But his mother was sitting aside, her head bowed under the table in embarrassment, her legs were shaking, he couldn't drag her away.

Even if he dragged her away, where could he go?
Seeing that Zhao Qianya was also being discriminated against, he was heartbroken, so he decided to fight back to save face for Zhao Qianya and her mother.

But just as he was about to raise his head to speak, Wen's family made statements one after another.

"Zhao Qianya, grandpa asked you to be the deputy director of the furniture factory. You should speak up for our Wen family."

Zhao Qianya's uncle Wen Xingzhong said with a sullen face:

"You married a useless son-in-law, how can you continue to be the deputy factory director? If you continue to be the director, it will affect the development of the furniture city project."

Ye Xiang lowered his head, and understood why Zhao Qianya wanted to divorce him, and also understood a little more about his mother-in-law who usually discriminated against him and insulted him.

Wen Xinghua was even more astonishing:
"Qianya, if you don't live up to this, give up the position of deputy factory director to Wen Pinyuan."

Zhao Qianya was shocked, looked up at Xiaobo and said:
"Uncle, what do you mean? What does my job have to do with marriage?"

"Why don't you fight?"

Wen Pinyuan couldn't wait to jump out and say:

"Your marriage has damaged the image of our Wenxi Group. For some unknown reason, Wen Xuexi introduced a worthless person to you. You have lost the face of our Wen family."

Ye Xiang was very sad.

Wen Xuexi was also embarrassed, but she didn't know what to say.

Seeing that they were about to quarrel, the elder aunt Wen Xiaofen who was sitting at the next table stood up quickly and said:
"Today is my eldest brother's birthday, so I should be happy. Stop talking about Zhao Qianya and her marriage, and drink quickly."

Sister-in-law Qi Xiaofang is not offended at both ends:

"Daddy is not in good health today and can't come to eat. Come, come, we brothers and sisters, we all offer a toast to elder brother, wishing elder brother a happy birthday, good health, and a happy family!"

The five brothers and sisters of the Wen family all stood up to respect Wen Xingzhong.