How to Fall in Love with the Villain

In the autumn of the 14th year of Yuanjing, Shangshu Sheng Youpu Shedong Boyu died of illness at the age of 60.

Emperor Yuan Jing was grateful for his virtue, and Dong Haoyang, the grandson of Dong Boyu and a Jinshi of Xinke, was appointed as the crown prince and Taifu, following his grandfather's glory.

There was mourning in the East Mansion.

"Mother, you have to take care of your health." Mrs. Dong burst into tears, supporting and comforting Mrs. Dong who was also in grief.

Dong Haoyang, dressed in filial piety, knelt in front of the mourning hall, feeling sad in his heart.

Although he is not Dong Boyu's real grandson, he has been doted on by him for more than seven years.

Dong Haoyang respectfully kowtowed three times to Dong Boyu's spiritual seat to thank him for his upbringing over the years.

At this time, Dong Wenbai led a woman into the mourning hall, and behaved intimately, which was incompatible with the solemn mourning hall.This woman was Dong Zhe'an's mother, Shui Xirong. At this time, she was holding Dong Wenbai's arm and leaning her whole body against him.

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Mrs. Dong rolled her eyes angrily. If Mrs. Dong hadn't been beside her to give her the best of luck, she might have just passed away.

After waiting for a long time, Mrs. Dong finally spoke tremblingly, with extreme grief, "You unfilial son, your father just left, why did you hook up with this vixen, and you even brought her to defile the mourning hall?" clean!"

Dong Wenbai looked at Dong Boyu's spirit seat, and shivered subconsciously.After Shui Xirong felt it, she hugged Dong Wenbai's arm even tighter, and said softly, "Husband"

When Dong Wenbai heard Shui Xirong's soft and charming voice, he immediately came back to his senses, he couldn't help puffing out his chest, his tone became tough, and he said impatiently to Mrs. Dong, "Xi Rong is my woman, where is she? What kind of vixen, mother, you are too confused."

"You!" Old Madam Dong pointed at him with trembling arms. She was choked for a long time and couldn't speak for a long time. Get angry.

The mourning hall, which should have been solemn, was now full of noise. Dong Haoyang's expression turned cold, and a sharp glint flashed in his always flamboyant peach blossom eyes.

"You should come to guard grandfather's spirit." Dong Haoyang stared at Dong Wenbai, and there was no trace of warmth in his voice.

Dong Wenbai has always disliked his son, and he was even more displeased when he heard this smack of teaching.

"How do you talk to me! I don't know how your mother taught you. You can't even call me a father. I really don't understand etiquette at all. I don't know how you got admitted to Jinshi like this." Dong Wenbo University He walked towards Dong Haoyang step by step, ready to teach this unfilial son a lesson.

When my father was alive, he always spoiled this little bastard, it was simply too partial, and he didn't even want to teach this unfilial son a lesson.Now that his father is gone, there is no one to support this little brat anymore, so he must teach him what filial piety is!

Seeing Dong Wenbai's menacing appearance, Dong Haoyang sneered, and kowtowed to Dong Boyu's spiritual seat, "Grandfather, please forgive me, grandson has no other choice."

As soon as Dong Haoyang's words fell, Dong Wenbai had already walked in front of him, and slapped him.

A cold light flashed in Dong Haoyang's eyes, and he quickly grabbed the hand he was slapping, and twisted it sharply.

"Ah!!!", Dong Wenbai knelt down on the ground in a strange posture, howling in pain, "You bastard, let go!!!"

Dong Haoyang sneered, pulled Dong Wenbai's arm twisted behind him and threw him out of the mourning hall.

Dong Wenbai regained his freedom, feeling extremely ashamed and angry at the embarrassing scene just now, with a dark face, he wanted to fan Dong Haoyang, but Dong Haoyang's cold eyes fixed him in place.

"You'd better be honest. I only showed mercy to you because of my grandfather's face. If you are still like this, don't blame me." Dong Haoyang's voice was extremely cold, and Dong Wenbai was frightened for a moment. It wasn't until Dong Haoyang walked in again that he slowly recovered.

"Why, do you need me to invite you out?" Dong Haoyang said to Shui Xirong who was still standing in the mourning hall, his voice was as cold as winter.

Shui Xirong took a step back in fear, and then hurriedly walked out of the mourning hall, but for some reason, she missed her foot and fell down.

Although Dong Haoyang dodged quickly, Shui Xirong's arm still hit his foot.

The slight pain in his feet made Dong Haoyang frowned, but he didn't care.Without waiting for Shui Xirong to get up, he directly pulled his feet out, turned around and knelt down in front of the futon.

Shui Xirong got up from the ground in embarrassment, and walked out of the mourning hall in a panic.

None of them were interested in looking at her.

No one noticed the silver glow that flickered between her fingers under the sunlight.