This is unimaginable to anyone, but Lu Yunhe nodded and admitted it. Naturally, Xu Manshan and Xu Shaolin did not dare to doubt the authenticity of this matter.
Even so, Xu Shaolin still said with disdain: "Having money means nothing. At most, you are just a nouveau riche. Do you know that you are well-matched? How can a nouveau riche be qualified to marry into the Lu family?"
"Do you look down on the nouveau riche?" Yun Yi asked.
Xu Shaolin snorted: "I just look down on the nouveau riche, what do you think?"
Yun Yi asked Lu Changtian: "Mr. Lu, how did you make your fortune?"
Lu Changtian hesitated for a moment and said: "Actually, I am also a worker. It was just because I was lucky that I found the first pot of gold, and then accumulated wealth to have my current family fortune."
Lu Changtian thought for a moment and said, "Speaking of which, I can be considered a nouveau riche."
"Forehead?"
Xu Shaolin's face felt hot again.
He quickly said: "Grandpa Lu, that's not what I meant. I meant... that he is just a nouveau riche, not you."
Lu Changtian's face turned cold. It was obvious that Xu Shaolin's words had no effect.
"If you can't speak, don't speak. No one will treat you as a mute." Xu Manshan glared at Xu Shaolin.
Xu Manshan hurriedly said to Lu Changtian: "Mr. Lu, don't get me wrong. This kid Shaolin just can't speak, but I think there are some things that make sense. It's really important to be of the same family."
"I heard that your Lu family received an invitation from the prince to celebrate his birthday, and our Xu family also received an invitation from the prince. This shows that our two families are on the same level. For a young doctor, this is simply not possible.
It is impossible to receive such an honor."
Xu Shaolin said proudly again: "Yes, those who can receive invitations are symbols of Qingyang City's identity and status. How can he compare with me?"
"Did you say this is the prince's invitation?"
Before Lu Changtian could respond, Yun Yi had to take out the prince's invitation.
"puff!"
Xu Manshan and Xu Shaolin, father and son, almost vomited blood. They thought this guy was bragging again, but they never expected that Yun Yi actually took out an invitation.
"It's fake, it must be fake." Xu Shaolin said he didn't believe it.
"You are so shameless. You even forged the prince's invitation. Do you know what the prince's status is in our Qingyang City? Forging the prince's invitation is equivalent to a death penalty."
"Fake?"
Yun Yi said: "No way, this was given to me personally by Butler Lin who is beside the prince."
"Did Butler Lin give it to you?"
"Are you still shameless? What is Butler Lin's identity? Will he personally send you an invitation?"
Xu Manshan also said with disdain at this time: "You actually said that Butler Lin sent you the invitation personally? It's ridiculous, even the richest man in Qingyang City doesn't have that kind of treatment, right?"
"Moreover, our invitation covers are all black, and you have a circle of gold on the side, which is obviously fake."
"Yun Yi, your invitation is not a fake, is it?"
Even Lu Yunhe found it unbelievable. The prince invited celebrities from all over Qingyang City for his birthday, and their status was very respected. Although Yun Yi cured the prince's disease, he wouldn't be treated so differently by the prince, right?
"No, I'm going to call the police and arrest you." Seeing Lu Yunhe say this, Xu Shaolin was even more proud.
Yun Yi frowned, hating the Xu family and his son for being too annoying.
Yun Yi didn't say much at the moment, because after he treated the prince, Lin Bao specially left a phone number for Yun Yi for easy follow-up contact, so he called Lin Bao directly.
After the call was connected, Yun Yi asked: "Steward Lin, is the invitation you gave me a fake?"
"Fake? How could it be fake?" Lin Bao on the other end of the phone was also confused.