"Old Chiang, not all values can be measured in money. In my eyes, Wang Yongzheng's design is more outstanding and more to my liking."
Wang Lidong said to himself:
"Some people, when you talk about values with them, they talk about ideals with you, and when you talk about ideals, they talk about values with you. So when you encounter this kind of situation, remember not to argue anymore, because you will never win the argument."
Although he didn't say it clearly, everyone knew what he meant. They almost pointed at Dai Qian's nose and scolded her: shameless.
When Nan Sun's mother saw her sister being beaten by her husband, her face seemed a little blue, so she hurriedly came to the rescue and said:
"Old Jiang, Xiaoqian has lived abroad for a long time, so she may have different ideas from ours.
It's a small thing, there's no need to worry about it so much.
This fermented glutinous rice dumplings are well made, but they won’t taste good when they’re cold. I’ll serve you a bowl.”
Next, the atmosphere in the private room became a little dull. Just when everyone was about to end the meal, Wang Lidong suddenly asked:
"Xiao Wang, how is my grandson doing?"
Hearing this, Jiang Nansun was unhappy. His boyfriend was still sitting nearby. This was a slap in the face to Chi Guoguo.
Just when he was about to speak, Wang Yongzheng spoke first:
"Miss Jiang is very beautiful."
Wang Lidong nodded in approval and said:
"My daughter must be beautiful, otherwise her aunt wouldn't have brought you on a blind date with her."
Jiang Nansun frowned and said:
"Dad, have you misunderstood my aunt?"
Dai Qian already knew that she had a boyfriend, and Zhang Anren was also present today, so it was impossible for her aunt to make such a stupid mistake.
"Old Jiang! You must have drunk too much. What nonsense are you talking about?"
Dai Qian had already begun to greet Wang Lidong's eighteenth generation ancestors in her heart.
Wang Lidong sneered:
"Daisy, stop pretending, you said hello to me beforehand.
For so many years, you have looked down on me from the bottom of your heart. In front of my wife and my daughter, you have said that I am worthless. I have never said anything. After all, it is the truth. I am just a prodigal and a spendthrift."
Speaking of this, Wang Lidong pointed at Dai Qian and said:
"But remember this! Nansun's surname is Jiang. It's not your turn to decide her marriage. What the hell!"
Dai Qian was so angry that she was trembling a little when the loser pointed at her nose and scolded her.
"Jiang Pengfei, you...!"
"What are you doing? You've lived a miserable life. You're over 40 years old and you were kicked by your own man. You don't reflect on yourself, but you point fingers at my family's affairs all day long. I used to be too lazy to talk to you, but now I'm pushing my limits.
You dare to take advantage of Nansun. I warn you, if you dare to have any wrong ideas again..."
As he spoke, he spat at Dai Qian.
Oh, what a pity.
A bit biased.
This physical attack immediately stunned everyone in the room.
Brother, we are all civilized people.
Dai Qian, who always had a proud face, could no longer hold back and said angrily:
"You bastard, crazy."
Then he wiped the saliva on his skirt, threw down the napkin, called Wang Yongzheng, and left angrily.
Cool.
In the TV series, after the death of her predecessor, this woman encouraged her sister and niece to send Mother Jiang to a nursing home.
He couldn't wait to pimp his sister and niece.
Although Wang Lidong is here, some things will never happen again.
But he still planned to vent his anger on his predecessor.
There was a lot of information, and Jiang Nansun's mind was a little confused at this time.
"Mom, did you know this beforehand?"
Nan Sun’s mother hurriedly explained:
"Nansun, don't blame your aunt, she actually has good intentions.
Your aunt also knows about your father's dissatisfaction with Xiao Zhang.
Maybe I thought you two... so I brought Xiao Wang here..."
Wang Lidong looked deeply at his wife.
MMP.
None of the Dai sisters are good.
............
After hastily ending the meal, Wang Lidong and his wife returned home.
"Mom, what's for dinner?"
When I entered the house, I saw Mother Jiang sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV.
"came back."
Mother Jiang glanced at the wall clock and said strangely:
"Didn't she have dinner with her aunt in the evening? Didn't she leave so early?"
Wang Lidong walked to the sofa and Ge You came to lie down.
"After eating, I'll be back."
Mother Jiang looked at her daughter-in-law and found something was wrong with her face, so she hurriedly asked:
"problem occurs?"
"Daisy stretched her hand too far, so I gave her a scolding."
"what happened?"
Wang Lidong felt his mouth was a little dry, so he picked up the mineral water on the table, took a few sips, and then told what happened.
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After listening to this, Mother Jiang patted the back of Wang Lidong's hand and said:
"This is a good thing. It's not up to an outsider to make the decision in our family's affairs."
He turned to his daughter-in-law and said:
"Xiao Yin, nothing will happen in the future. You should also have less contact with Dai Qian. This person's heart is not right."
Nansun Ma said:
"Mom, Xiaoqian is just kind-hearted, Pengfei is overthinking."
Mother Jiang waved her hand:
"I've seen this kind of thing a lot. If you want to marry someone else's family, just send your own daughter there.
Oh, I think about it, your sister has no children, no wonder..."
These words made Nansun's mother choke, and her face turned dark.
Mother Jiang didn't care at all and said to Wang Lidong:
"You don't seem to object to Nan Sun and Zhang Anren being together?"
Wang Lidong laughed at himself:
"So what if I object, will Nansun listen?
I figured it out, the child has grown older and his wings have become stiff, and I can no longer control it.
We can't support her forever.
In this case, whatever evildoer she is, let her go.
Whether it's good or bad, it's all her choice, and she won't be able to blame us in the future."
Thinking of this, Wang Lidong stood up suddenly, startling Jiang's mother beside him.
"Pengfei, why are you so surprised?"
"Mom, I didn't scare you. I thought of something."
Mother Jiang waved her hands and continued nagging:
"You are such an adult, but you still act like a child."
Wang Lidong picked up the phone and dialed a number:
"Hello, Teacher Fei. Hello, hello."
"I am Jiang Pengfei."
"Yesterday, I ordered a violin and a year's course at your center."
"Something happened at home, so I even gave up."
"What? 20% off?"
"Twenty percent off, just 20 percent off.
I will call the 989 radio station's hotline tomorrow.
You can also consult with the Consumer Protection Commission to see if you can get a full refund in a similar situation.
Teacher Fei, you know, I am just a bitch, sitting around doing nothing all day long.
I will go to your place every day from now on to help you promote it.
I remember that there are several trees at the entrance of your center. Banners on them must be very attractive.
Don't worry, I don't want a penny of labor fees from your organization.
As long as someone comes in or out of your center, I will..."
"Full refund, okay. Thank you, Teacher Fei. I will treat you to dinner when you have time."
After hanging up the phone and seeing the questioning looks in Jiang's mother and wife's eyes, Wang Lidong said:
"Yesterday I ordered a violin worth 200,000 yuan for Nan Sun, and also hired a violin teacher. I thought that if a girl learns some music, she can improve her cultivation and temperament, which will definitely be good for her in the future.
But I didn't discuss this with her.
Now that I think about it, with Nan Sun's temper, he would definitely blame me for being too lenient and simply quit, so as not to be thankless."