Dong Feiran was shaking with anger and his face was ashen. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Master Wuchen, don't you think your wife is too much? My daughter is still a young girl, and you insulted her.
As an oiran, how can she get married? You must be responsible for my daughter!"
He was still worried that he would not have the chance to marry his daughter to her. Now that he had such a great opportunity, how could he let it go?
In mainland China, women still pay more attention to honor and integrity. If they are insulted in this way, the man must give him an explanation.
"Responsible? What responsibility?" Ye Wuchen lightly touched the edge of the tea cup with his slender fingers, and chuckled. There was no warmth in the smile, and it was as cold as coming from hell. "You said yourself that she is stunning.
, isn’t it just to call your daughter an courtesan? It’s extremely inappropriate to use just one word for sex.”
Dong Feiran's eyes darkened. It seemed that Ye Wuchen was not so easy to take the bait. He had to think of other ways...
"Dad, who are they?" Dong Ling'er's eyes turned and fell on Ye Wuchen. There was an innocent light in her eyes, and she was not familiar with the world.
"This is Ye Wuchen," Dong Feiran sighed, "and that is his wife..."
Dong Ling'er blinked her big eyes, with a cute smile on her delicate face. When she grinned, she revealed two tiger teeth, making her face even brighter.
"You are Ye Wuchen, the person who has been rumored a lot recently? But you just said that I am an oiran? What is an oiran? Are you praising me for being beautiful?"
"Pfft!"
Hearing this, the guests all suppressed their laughter. They didn't know whether Dong Ling'er was really innocent or just pretending to be stupid. If she was pretending to be stupid, I have to say that this woman's performance was too successful...
"Ye Wuchen, you are so good-looking, can I call you Brother Wuchen?" Dong Ling'er didn't see the man's gloomy face and smiled innocently.
Ye Wuchen clenched his fists tightly, his handsome face was livid, and his uncontrollable rage burst out from his throat: "Get out!"
Dong Ling'er was stunned by the word "Go", with tears shining in her eyes. She bit her lip and looked at Ye Wuchen with pitiful eyes.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, Dong Ling'er ran towards Dong Feiran, threw herself into his arms, and said in a whimpering voice: "Daddy, he yelled at me..."
"Ling'er, stop crying. Daddy will make the decision for you later," Dong Feiran patted Dong Ling'er's shoulder comfortingly and said calmly, "What is yours is yours after all. Don't worry, Daddy won't let it go."
You are sad."
As he spoke, Dong Feiran breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his daughter still had a good impression of Ye Wuchen, so he was relieved. In the end, if his daughter didn't want to, he couldn't force her.
Dong Ling'er nodded slightly, turned to look at Ye Wuchen, and shrank into Dong Feiran's arms in fear.
The elder brother just now was so gentle, why was he so fierce when facing her? She had no idea what she had done wrong, and he was so fierce...
Ye Wuchen stopped looking at her and turned to look at Mu Ruyue, with strange tenderness in his purple eyes: "Mu'er, this tea is cold. I'll change it for you later."
"good……"
"Mu'er, you must have worked hard these days. Do you want me to massage your legs?" Ye Wuchen's big hand fell on her legs and pressed them gently, "How about this strength?"