Ouyang Chengjun seemed not to notice and continued chatting with Mrs. Pinhua. Nangong Feihong couldn't help but clenched his teeth, swallowed all the anger in his stomach, and then tried his best to raise his voice and said loudly:
"Good morning, my lord father. Please have some tea, my lord father."
Ouyang Chengjun then turned his eyes, frowned, and said with a majestic look: "Didn't you see that I am chatting with your lady countess?
As the daughter-in-law of my Ouyang family, you must abide by the rules of the Ouyang family. No matter how your Nangong family pampered you before, when you come to my Nangong family, you must abide by the etiquette.
How unbecoming is it for such a noble lady to be shouting and screaming all day long?"
Nangong Feihong couldn't help but her eyes turned red. At yesterday's wedding, it turned out that everything was fake.
All love and kindness are fake. The Ouyang family just put on a show to show to the guests and to His Majesty the Demon Emperor, but not to themselves. And among these people, only
Take it seriously yourself.
Nangong Feihong couldn’t help it
She smiled bitterly. But after these days, Nangong Feihong has obviously seen things more clearly, so she has never been able to bear all the grievances.
Nangong Feihong smiled faintly at Ouyang Chengjun. There was no trace of grievance or dissatisfaction on his face. Instead, he looked very teachable and said: "Yes, what my father taught me is that Feihong has realized his mistake. Feihong will never do it again."
It won’t be like this anymore.”
Ouyang Chengjun snorted coldly, but he also took into account his status as the head of the family. He did not make it too difficult for Nangong Feihong, but whispered to Mrs. Pinhua:
"I will go to see the Demon Emperor to be a saint now, and I will have to worry about everything at home, Madam..."
Mrs. Pinhua looked at her husband, stood up, then helped Baron Ouyang straighten his collar, and said tenderly: "My husband will leave early and come back early. I will wait for him to come back for dinner."
Baron Ouyang nodded, turned and left without even looking at Nangong Feihong.
Nangong Feihong was still kneeling in his original position. As if he suddenly reacted, he bowed to Baron Ouyang's back and said, "My Lord, please leave early and come back early."
At this time, Mrs. Pinhua finally began to look at Ouyang Feihong, but she still had no intention of letting Nangong Feihong stand up.
Mrs. Pinhua calmly turned around and sat down where she was sitting, but she only looked at Nangong Feihong carefully for a few times, saying nothing as if she had no intention of speaking at all.
Nangong Feihong did not lose his temper, and followed Madam Pinhua on his knees for a few steps, picked up another cup of tea, and then offered it:
"Good morning, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please have some tea."
Mrs. Pinhua did not take the tea cup, but looked at Nangong Feihong who was kneeling in front of her. According to the etiquette, she did not dare to raise her eyebrows.
Feeling Mrs. Pinhua's gaze above her head, Nangong Feihong lowered his head quietly, resentment flashing in his eyes again.
It can be said that I have no enmity or enmity with this family. However, everyone in this family has brought me endless suffering.
In the future, I, Nangong Feihong, will definitely make your Ouyang family pay the price for what you did to me.
Although she was thinking this in her heart, Nangong Feihong's face showed no dissatisfaction at all. On the contrary, she showed an extremely respectful look on her face.