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

Brother Dazhi was furious and spat at Xingzi: "Is this little bastard taking advantage of me?"

Jiang Ling did not persuade him, nor did he explain the more traditional meaning of this sentence. He nodded and said, "Anyone with a brain can tell that he is taking advantage of you."

"Then what the hell are you doing here?" Brother Dazhi glared at Jiang Ling. "Go! Beimang's Eighteen Riders! It's your turn to perform!"

Jiang Ling took some time to light a cigarette and said calmly: "In terms of rank, you are higher than us, and he is higher than you."

"In Beimang, the following are serious crimes."

Exhaling thick smoke, Jiang Ling shrugged and said, "Do your own thing. Besides, I followed Mrs. Han first and then you. I can't help you in public or private matters."

"What if I say this is an order?" Brother Dazhi gritted his teeth.

"It's your first day in Beimang?" Jiang Ling glanced sideways at Brother Dazhi. "Don't you know that Beimang is famous for being disobedient and disobeying orders?"

Brother Da Zhi took a deep breath and felt numb.

He raised his head and glanced out the window at the tall and majestic villa. Inside, there was a feast of lights, music and music every night, screams of playing games, and the excitement of opening gifts.

Looking at his confidant who was more thoughtful than his years, Brother Dazhi was heartbroken: "I'm not going to live well, and no one else will live well!"

After that, he slammed the door and left, heading towards the big villa that symbolized status and power.

As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped.

"Hey, uncle, who are you?"

Yuan Mei held the garbage bag in both hands and said with her mouth open: "Do you know where this place is? Don't rush in, you may die without knowing it."

This means that Yuanmei was in a good mood after opening the gifts, so she just put on a cool face.

Standing in the cold wind, Brother Dazhi couldn't tell who he was for a moment.

Is he the great general king who was once famous all over the world and held a mighty army?

Is he that peerless good man who gave up his country for beauty?

still…

"I'm not talented." Brother Dazhi restrained his usual Dragon King arrogance, nodded slightly, and said in a flattering tone. "It is the father of the owner of this villa, the husband of the birthday girl tonight, and the father-in-law of the daughter of the Han family. Before I ask, your Excellency is..."

Yuan Mei trembled and looked at Brother Dazhi with wide eyes: "Brother Zhang's daddy looks like this..."

Brother Dazhi's heart was as sharp as a knife and his face was ashen, but he still maintained his courtesy and restraint, and nodded slightly: "I tried my best."

Yuan Mei hurriedly threw away the garbage in her hands and led the uncle into the house.

Queen Ma was playing games upstairs, Xuebao ran to take a bath after opening his gifts, and Brother Zhang was holding his notebook to make corrections.

In the huge living room, Yuan Mei was the only one receiving guests. She glanced at Brother Dazhi in embarrassment: "They all seem to be busy..."

"It's okay, I'll just come and sit down." Brother Dazhi stood with his hands behind his back, trying to maintain his kingly style.

"Then sit down." Yuanmei patted the sofa. "Sister Xue spent a lot of money to buy a leather sofa, which is very comfortable."

"I've sat on a leather sofa." Brother Dazhi said respectfully.

It was the first time that Yuanmei met her parents. She was very nervous, uneasy, and uneasy. She was afraid that she would leave a bad impression on her uncle, which would be detrimental to her in the future.

After her uncle sat down, Yuan Mei said enthusiastically: "Uncle, are you thirsty? Can I make you a pot of Dahongpao?"

"Thank you, uncle has drank Dahongpao before..." Brother Dazhi nodded slightly, thinking that this beautiful girl is so cute and considerate, much better than that damn Xuebao.

"The mother tree Dahongpao." Yuanmei explained while making tea.

"What uncle used to drink was also picked from the mother tree..." Brother Dazhi smiled slightly, hiding it.

Yuanmei smiled.

My uncle is so humorous and talkative, and his words will never fall to the ground.

After making the tea, Yuan Mei carefully brought it to Brother Dazhi. She also found a few plates of melon seeds and peanuts that were not finished during the banquet and brought them up: "Uncle, you have tea."

"Thank you." Brother Dazhi felt the long-lost warmth and was so moved that he couldn't help but give Yuanmei a look that he thought was charming. "You drink too."

"I can't sleep after drinking tea at night, uncle, please drink more." Yuanmei shook her head.

Brother Dazhi was mentally shattered by the considerate Yuan Mei. He would obviously not be able to sleep even if he drank, but he...

"Just get used to drinking it." Brother Dazhi raised his finger and pointed at the full pot of tea on the coffee table. "Uncle drank all this tonight and fell asleep peacefully."

"Uncle is great."

Yuanmei applauded like a little fan girl.

Brother Dazhi smiled slightly and said calmly, "It's not bad."

Yuan Mei thoughtfully turned on the TV for her uncle to watch.

Brother Dazhi burst into tears of gratitude. It has been a long time since he was treated with such attentiveness, consideration and respect in this home.

He stared at Yuan Mei with gentle eyes, sometimes sighing, sometimes sighing.

The more I look, the more I like it.

Yuan Mei was also very proud. It was the first time she met Brother Zhang’s parents and she was so happy and interesting. It seemed like she was quite talented.

"Oh, girl, girls as smart, well-behaved and beautiful as you are rare these days." Brother Dazhi sighed sincerely.

When Yuan Mei heard this, she thought it made sense, and she was vaguely looking forward to her uncle's next compliment.

"If I had a lovely and sensible daughter like you, I could close my eyes even if I died." Brother Dazhi lamented.

Hearing this, Yuan Mei was suddenly filled with murderous intent.

Pishou snatched the big red robe from Brother Dazhi's hand, stood up and said coldly: "Hurry up and die."