In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

Lin Qingxi's understatement instantly put all the pressure on Xuebao's side...

Everyone at the dinner table was holding their breath.

Even Han Laomo, who was immersed in eating rice, took a sneak peek at his precious daughter.

He seemed worried about Olaf's situation.

I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to answer the question of the Lin family devil.

He even wanted to secretly send Xuebao a WeChat message and teach her step by step how to deal with the female devil...

"Of course what my aunt said is right. What evil intentions can my aunt have?"

Han Jiangxue put down the bowl and chopsticks and said without any hesitation: "What my aunt said is what I think in my heart. How much has Brother Zhang suffered during this time? How much loss has he suffered? Isn't it because my father has too many enemies? I have offended too many people." How many people?”

"Auntie, to be honest, don't tell me that you feel sorry for Brother Zhang, even I feel sorry for you. Why don't you just get married and live a good life? Why do you have so many troubles and so many bad things every day?"

Mr. Han said something.

There was silence at the dinner table.

Even Lin Qingxi glanced at Xiaoxue subtly.

It seems that he didn't expect that she would cooperate with him so much, completely disregarding her father's face...

In her mind, how heavy is Ruoyu?

Is it true that the daughter who got married had her elbows turned outwards due to the water thrown out?

Old Mrs. Han just pretended not to hear anything, and even took advantage of the opportunity to give the Lin family devil a piece of braised pork cooked by Brother Zhang himself. It was soft and glutinous, sweet but not greasy, and very delicious.

When Han Laomo heard his precious daughter scolding him like this, he didn't dare to talk back at all. He just turned his grief and anger into strength and ate the steamed seabass cooked by his uncle.

Don't tell me, this kid's craftsmanship is a hundred times better than my mother's, at least it's not salty...

The eldest uncle was also hesitant at this time whether to save his godfather’s respect...

Before entering the house, the godfather had already talked about this.

Brother-in-law feels that if he doesn’t bite the bullet and show his attitude, his godfather will never let him go...

But just when he was about to fire, Brother Zhang, who was sitting next to the eldest lady, suddenly became angry.

"Han Jiangxue, what do you mean?"

Zhang Ruoyu glared at Xuebao coldly, frowning deeply.

When Xuebao saw this, he frowned aggrievedly and did not talk back.

"Is this how you treat your father? Is this how you treat your father who is both your father and your mother and has worked so hard to bring you up?"

"Even if he made a huge mistake, even if the whole world thinks he is not a good man or a good father, you are not qualified to criticize him!"

"My aunt feels sorry for me because I have endured hardship and been wronged. It is normal for me to scold your dad. Why do you scold your dad? Can't you see? What's the matter with your dad's white hair? Is it because he dyed it deliberately for beauty? Yes? He is only in his early fifties, and he already has a head full of gray hair! How could he be like this if he didn't worry about you so much? "

"Han Jiangxue, even if you treat your father with [-]% of the attitude I have towards my aunt, your father will not live so tired and in such pain!"

Brother Zhang said something.

This tough man like Han Laomo almost burst into tears.

This uncle...

So damn thoughtful…

Much better than Xuebao’s damn little cotton-padded jacket!

Before the dinner, the couple, who were too stressed and emotionally unstable, attacked each other's father and aunt wildly.

But once they got to the dinner table, the couple had no cooperation at all, but they had a tacit understanding.

One, the brainless station aunt.

One, crazy to save the respect of his father-in-law.

As long as the couple pays less attention to each other, they cannot risk themselves.

A seemingly intense and crazy dinner table collision.

To put it bluntly, it is actually just the simplest but most correct way to get along between husband and wife and families.

You think about my family, and I make decisions for your family.

The so-called simplicity is nothing more than this.

Anyone who dares to say one more word for one of his own people will definitely be in trouble.

Xuebao secretly scratched Brother Zhang's palm under the dining table, feeling very swollen inside.

Of course she knew that scolding her father for her aunt would chill him.

But my aunt was right. After the marriage, the couple did encounter a lot of trouble, and it was all because of the enemies caused by the father.

With my aunt's character and her love for Brother Zhang, she would be a ghost if she didn't get angry.

Xuebao is so smart that even if she goes to apologize to her father afterwards, she will never mess with her aunt at the dinner table.

It was just an idea that came to her.

Unexpectedly, Brother Zhang helped his father on the spot and regained his face.

It also erected a great image of fatherly love for my father.

This stinky man is indeed smarter than me and has a bigger picture...

Brother Zhang was scratched on the palm of his hand, so he flicked the back of Xuebao's hand with his backhand, causing Xuebao to grimace in pain.

Lin Qingxi's face was elegant and she regained her composure.

She asked casually, and Xuebao gave a perfect answer.

This was indeed a bit beyond Lin Qingxi's expectation.

But also within reason.

The couple does one thing in person and another behind the scenes, denigrating each other in private and complimenting each other on the stage.

Face and money are all there.

Lin Qingxi glanced at Old Mo Han lightly, opened her red lips slightly and said, "Be careful in the future."

"I want to pay attention to the hammer!" Han Laomo has the backing of his uncle, and he has a strong back. "I'll beat those gangsters every time I see them! I don't care about life and death. If you don't accept it, I'll do it!"

Lin Qingxi looked dull and did not respond.

Xuebao, who was sitting aside, glared at Old Mo Han: "Can you shut up your stinky mouth!?"

You don't want me to live a good life, right?

"Can you shut up your bad mouth?" Brother Zhang glared at Xuebao. "Why are you talking to your dad?"

"Can you shut your mouth?" Lin Qingxi raised the corners of her lips slightly and glanced at Brother Zhang. "Why are you even talking to your wife?"

"Can you shut your mouth!?" Old Demon Han stared angrily. "Why are you talking to my uncle!?"

boom!

The little old lady stood up, akimbo, glaring at Old Devil Han: "Little bastard, can you shut up your stinky mouth! Why are you talking to my in-laws!?"

My uncle was sitting in the corner shivering.

He closed his mouth tightly and didn't dare to say a word at all.

This family atmosphere is so fucking scary!

My uncle has sworn a poisonous oath, whoever gets married is a dog!

The eighteen levels of hell are not so bloody...