Jiang Men Daughter-in-law

First Young Master Wen is willing to be beaten, but Wen Xian is not, but at the moment his body is a little out of control, seeing that he was hit by a stick, his whole body hurts, Wen Xian thought about it, opened his mouth and shouted: "Don't forget! My big wedding will be in three days, if you beat me to something wrong, then it will be up to you to explain to the Su family!"

Yanhong sneered: "Do you really think that the Su family married you to be a young mistress? But it's just..."

"Shut up!" Before Yan Hong finished speaking, Wen Peng sternly stopped her. Wen Peng looked at Yan Hong with eyes that wanted to eat people.

Yan Hong was so frightened that her face was ashen, she immediately pressed her lips together, tried to shrink herself, and hid behind Wen Peng.

Wen Peng also stopped his hands because of this, and Wen Xian found that he could finally move, and immediately spread out, and simply lay down on the floor, his eyes were full of sarcasm, and he couldn't help laughing lowly.

Wen Peng frowned and looked at him: "You can still laugh!"

Wen Xian shook his head and sighed: "I'm just sighing. The old saying is true, the dragon begets the dragon, the phoenix begets the phoenix, and the son of a mouse can make holes. This is absolutely true."

Wen Peng was furious, and just about to open his mouth to scold him, Wen Xian raised his head and met Wen Peng's gaze directly, Wen Peng was startled by the coldness in Wen Xian's eyes, at that moment, he suddenly felt that what he was facing now was not at all His own son, but a complete stranger.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at!" But this is his own son. Wen Peng watched Wen Xian grow up anyway, and Wen Peng could still tell what his son looked like. Stopped, Wen Peng became a little annoyed, "What did you mean by that just now? Nizi, did you say that about your father?"

Wen Xian said with an innocent face: "Am I wrong? Yes, I sold my family property, but didn't you sell your son for glory too? We, father and son, are really not a family, we don't come into the same family."

"Wen Xian!"

Wen Peng almost made Wen Xian starved of oxygen, his eyelids fluttered, and when he came back to his senses for a moment, he slapped Wen Xian with his hands.

Wen Xian's cheeks were tender, and with this slap, his head was missed, a bright red handprint was left on his face, and blood oozes slightly from the corner of his mouth.

Originally, Wen Xian could dodge this slap, but he didn't. He heard Wen Peng's angrily cursing. It must be really angry. .

"You little bastard, I raised you so big, I just raised you as a jerk..."

Wen Xian let him scold, and waited until he finished scolding, and glanced at First Young Master Wen in the mirror. At this moment, he was so shocked that he could stuff eggs in his mouth, and his face was full of tears.

It was almost there, Wen Xian muttered a sentence in his heart, then raised his head and said to Wen Peng: "You are right, I am indeed worthless, but I am not a fool. These days, I have always had a doubt in my heart and wanted to ask you."

Wen Xian took a breath and said, "Did grandpa really make a marriage contract for me with Young Master Su? Although grandpa passed away early, I was fourteen years old at that time. I remember many things. Grandpa was alive At that time, there was no contact with the Su family at all, so how could there be so-called deep brotherhood? It is too outrageous to make such nonsensical marriage contracts for grandchildren who I don't know whether they are male or female. "

Wen Peng didn't know if he hadn't recovered from the anger just now, but Yan Hong on the side opened his mouth and said: "Wen Xian, your grandfather wrote this matter clearly in the suicide note, and this matter is genuine, otherwise Even if we are willing to marry our son, who is the Su family, would they let a man be their eldest daughter-in-law at will? Naturally, it is because of the father's fate. In the end, our family is the one who has made you marry Su Yuanzhi. "

Wen Xian chuckled: "In the past few days, I've been walking outside, and I've heard some things about him, Su Yuanzhi. To put it simply, I can describe it as a dude, isn't it an exaggeration?"

Yan Hong said: "The rumors are unbelievable."

"Really?" Wen Xian said, "Since my stepmother thinks it's a high climber, I'm sorry, Wen Xian is born with a low life and no future, and thinks he is not good enough for Young Master Su, so it's better for stepmother to marry Wen Liu, brother Wen Liu is more promising than me , and Young Master Su, who is talented and handsome, must be a natural match."

Yan Hong said anxiously: "Wen Xian! What nonsense are you talking about! How can my son marry a man!"

Wen Xian pursed his lips and looked at Yan Hong, and remained silent for a long time. Yan Hong was inexplicably flustered by him, and suddenly realized that she had said something wrong again. She still remembered Wen Peng's reprimand just now, and now she was too busy to see Wen Peng's complexion, but seeing that Wen Peng's eyes fell on Wen Xian and did not pay attention to her, he was slightly relieved.

Now Wen Peng found that he really didn't know his son more and more. Is this person in front of him really his pedantic and inflexible eldest son?But if not, then who is he?It is clear that this appearance and this figure are Wen Xian.

Wen Xian also set his eyes on Wen Peng, his eyes were a little red, and said in a hoarse voice: "Tiger poison does not eat its son, what the stepmother said is, my son, who can bear to let him marry a man, dad , what do you say?"

Wen Peng's eyebrows darkened: Sure enough, this is his son Wen Xian. With such a big change recently, it seems that he has indeed grown up compared to before, but it's a pity... soon this son will no longer be his son.

"Wen Xian," Wen Peng put the feather duster in his hand back on the table, stood upright in front of him, and stood with his hands behind his back, "This is the end of the matter, thinking too much will only increase troubles. This marriage is now over. It's imminent, you must enter the gate of the Su family, you must also marry, young master Su, the wedding is approaching, so you should not go out these few days, stay at home and prepare for your marriage."

After finishing speaking, Wen Peng raised his foot and was about to leave. Yan Hong also remembered the purpose of her trip, and hurriedly stepped forward and said to Wen Peng: "Master, those paintings that Wen Xian sold..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wen Peng interrupted: "Those things were originally intended to be married with him. Since they were given to him, if he wants to sell them, he can sell them. Let him."

Wen Peng left after finishing speaking, Yan Hong was stunned for a moment, gritted her teeth, her face full of annoyance but she could do nothing, she could only hide her full of resentment, and chased Wen Peng away.

Everyone left, Wen Xian stood up slowly from the ground, his back was still injured, and it hurt when he moved, Wen Xian was terribly afraid of pain since he was a child, and he was vaccinated when he was a child, crying to death every time, Although I can bear it when I grow up, I am still afraid inside.

Wen Xian grinned, supported the table, sat down on the round stool, and called out in a low voice: "Wen Xian."

No one answered.

Wen Xian turned his head to look at the mirror over there, and called out to his silhouette in the mirror again: "Wen Xian?"

Still no one answered this time, Wen Xian was stunned, looked around, and murmured: "Could it just disappear? I haven't found out the result yet, it's just the beginning, so I can't take it anymore? The young master's mental capacity is too bad, isn't it?"