Song Wenqing spoke so affectionately, Xiaoman laughed so awkwardly, I have never seen someone forcing someone to become his wife like this
Enter the house, put on the mattress
Xiao Man lowered his head, knelt on the mat, and was about to speak, but Mrs. Song jumped in and said, "This head must be kowtowed, and this tea must be honored, but we may not recognize you as my daughter-in-law.
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"Mother, why is this?" Xiaoman was not in a hurry, but Song Wenqing jumped up first.
Mrs. Song was shocked. She didn't expect that her son would care so much about a wild woman whose identity she didn't know. She was very curious and wanted to take a closer look at this woman's appearance.
However, she secretly suppressed her curiosity and said calmly: "Our Song family is a famous family in the Zhou Empire. There are three types of women that we cannot marry."
"You cannot marry a woman who is not wealthy"
"If you are not a virgin, you cannot marry."
"If the wife doesn't agree, she can't marry her."
After listening to Mrs. Song's three rules, Xiao Man felt that she was definitely a woman Song Wenqing could not marry, and it was estimated that all three conditions were met.
"Grandma Wang, please take Miss Zhang into the back room to check to see if she is a virgin?"
After Mrs. Song said this, an old woman in her forties with a persimmon face and a piece of cloth tied on her head came out of the queue, walked up to Xiao Man, bent down, took her arm, and wanted to move her towards her.
House in the house
"No need!" Song Wenqing shouted: "Xiaoman and I have already had sex, and I can prove that she was a virgin before me."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was an uproar around him.
The ladies, young ladies, maids, and old ladies in the room all stared at Xiao Man with the same eyes as "Sister Feng", so much so that she buried her head so low that she almost knocked her head on the marble floor.
Mrs. Song was the first to recover from the shock, and she said sternly: "Wen Qing, you have to be sure, don't be deceived!"
"Mother, my son knows it very well." Song Wenqing's answer was brief but affirmative.
"Okay..." Mrs. Song turned to Xiaoman and said coldly: "Raise your head, girl, and let us all see what you do to charm my precious son!"