On our wedding night, my husband changed!

Wu Nan's question stopped Hua Qing. She didn't quite understand the grudges back then, but seeing that Wu Nan hated the Hua family so much, she knew that there must be many unknown things in it. Hua Qing still wanted to say What, but Wu Nan didn't give him a chance at all.

"Okay, my second sister, go and rest quickly. Next, I will let you watch a good show."

At noon that day, Hua Zhenyue and Wu Lijuan, who was in a wheelchair, registered their marriage at the Civil Affairs Bureau, and the media reported again.

And Zhang Qian had long been abandoned in the lunatic asylum by Wu Nan's people, left to fend for herself without any attention.

Hua Zhenyue's original conscience was suppressed by Wu Nan, his lost son, and he was completely manipulated.

Hua Zhenyue thought very simply. He felt that as long as he made Wu Nan happy, his son would forgive him.

When the time comes for a male to inherit the Hua family, he will also have a son.

Who knows what kind of wishful thinking Wu Nan had in mind. That night, Wu Nan set up a few tables at a hotel owned by Fahrenheit and entertained some local celebrities.

Some of them were his own people, and some were Hua Zhenyue's friends, but the scene was really embarrassing.

Hua Zhi entered the scene midway, and it was obvious that she was here to cause trouble.

Because as soon as she entered the door, she directly picked up a beer bottle on the edge and smashed it against the multi-layered glass in the middle.

There was a crash of broken glass, and everyone in the room looked over.

Hua Zhenyue's expression changed slightly, but Wu Nan smiled brightly, "Third Sister, are you here?"

"Shut your damn mouth, who is your third sister?" Hua Zhi glared at Wu Nan.

"Third Sister, whether you like it or not, Dad has already recognized me. I am already a member of the Hua family. I call you Third Sister to give you face. Don't be disrespectful."

"Brother, you are a bastard who escaped from nowhere. He keeps saying that he is from our Hua family. Do you think my father is Qianlong? Your mother was lucky enough to be visited during the southern tour. Then your mother should be named Xia Yuhe. You should call her Huan Zhugege?"

Hua Zhi's words almost made all the guests laugh.

It is said that Hua Zhi has a venomous mouth, and it is true. If she hurts anyone, she will really hurt you to death, and she can't wait for you to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

Afraid of making things worse, Hua Zhenyue stood up quickly and said, "Xiao Zhi, stop making trouble..."

"Haha, Xiaozhi? Are you still embarrassed to call me? After we have a son, we daughters just pay for it with phone bills."

Hua Zhenyue lowered his head in shame, really unable to answer Hua Zhi's words.

"You are here to celebrate your wedding, but my mother hasn't woken up in the intensive care unit yet... Dad, you said you are in your fifties too, why are you so dim-witted? My grandparents are quite shrewd, how could they give birth to Where are you idiot?"

"Hua Zhi, stop talking."

Hua Zhi was followed by Hua Feng, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

She has been divorced and her child was taken away by her ex-husband. Liu Dekai has also left a lot of money to himself over the years. Now that the Hua family has lost power, he will naturally step on it.

He also left Jiangcheng with his whole family. For this reason, Hua Feng also fell ill, and it took him a few days to recover.

By the time she recovered, the Hua family had completely changed.

Hua Qing became Wu Nan's lackey. The third and fourth sisters took care of their mother in the hospital. The fifth sister also divorced the Jiang family.

It can be said that the Hua family had a leaky house and it rained all night... She was so angry that her voice became hoarse and her lips were broken, making her very embarrassed.

"Sister, it's already this time. I don't want to say when I will wait... I, Hua Zhi, am not the kind of coward. If someone makes me unhappy, then I can't make him happy... You are not celebrating. Okay, okay, I’ll let you celebrate.”

As she spoke, Hua Zhi raised her lips, took out the lighter in her hand, took out a paper towel, lit it, and threw it directly on the broken alcohol.