Lin Qingxi's words made everyone present feel numb.
Instead, Zhang Ruoyu persuaded his aunt tactfully: "Auntie, in fact, he and I just had some minor misunderstandings. It's not as serious as you think..."
"I feel very serious."
Lin Qingxi said in an indifferent tone.
Is it serious?
Not only Zhang Ruoyu, but everyone present was also lost in thought.
This guy didn't hit anyone, he didn't even say bad words...
Strictly speaking, Lin Chaoshi just came to the venue to show off.
As a result, he was punched and kicked by Zhang Ruoyu.
Now, hearing what Lin Qingxi said, she still wants to bury him in Binhai...
Many people looked at Master Lin with a bit of contempt.
Look at what your grandson is capable of just now, it seems that the entire Yanjing City was opened and the roads were built by your family.
"Auntie, forget it. He is your uncle after all. If I touch him, wouldn't you be embarrassed?" Zhang Ruoyu said implicitly.
Not only did this aunt refuse to let her step down, she also tried her best to fight against the fire...
My aunt has never been so ignorant before.
Could it be that now that the army has become stronger and the horses have become stronger, and the army has risen to prominence, even the character has changed?
Arrogant soldiers will be defeated, aunt!
"I don't need face." Lin Qingxi said lightly. "If you don't touch him, I won't let him go when he returns to Beijing."
"I'm afraid of you!?"
Lin Chaoshi shouted into his cell phone.
Snap!
Zhang Ruoyu frowned and slapped him with his backhand.
"When you talk to my aunt, pay attention to your tone."
Lin Chaoshi covered his face and gritted his teeth.
She is your aunt, but I am my niece!
When an uncle talks to his niece, what tone should he pay attention to? Do I need to pretend to be a grandson?
"Auntie, I've already taken care of him." Zhang Ruoyu said calmly. "He didn't do anything stupid or heinous..."
"I don't care what you want to do."
Lin Qingxi said word by word: "Don't worry about what I want to do."
There was a hint of anger hidden in his words.
Although Master Lin was beaten into a pig's head, a strange color flashed across his always calm eyes.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Lin Chaoshi coldly: "Why don't you get out quickly? Save it for midnight snack?"
Lin Chaoshi suddenly stamped his foot and shouted angrily: "I'm not done with you!"
After that, he took his backpack and ran away in disgrace.
I originally thought that carrying a backpack and wearing sportswear would make me look different from those business guys and add some points to my personality.
As a result, before his buttocks were even warm, he was beaten severely and his face was completely lost.
After running out of the venue, Lin Chaoshi vomited blood, took out his mobile phone and called an unknown number: "The words have been conveyed to you."
"Thank you." An elegant and gentle voice sounded on the other side of the phone.
"I don't understand. Isn't it just Han Laomo who put a cuckold on your father? And he didn't put it on your head. Why are you so excited?" Lin Chaoshi curled his lips and said, "You made me get a beating in vain."
The man on the other side of the phone did not dwell on this issue. Instead, he said: "I will go to the Lin family to have a meal with the old man tonight. If he can come forward to coordinate, Lin Qingxi will not really cause trouble for you."
Lin Chaoshi's face darkened and he said disdainfully: "Do you really think I'm afraid of her?"
"You can't make your Lin family uneasy because of my trivial matter." The man on the other side of the phone said slowly. "Help me, I can't harm you."
"Okay." Lin Chaoshi curled his lips and said. "My journey around the world has just begun. When it is over, the devil's anger should be gone."
After a pause, Lin Chaoshi narrowed his eyes and said, "You should have noticed that the guy named Zhang's background is tougher than you thought."
"You should be able to tell." The man on the other end of the phone said carefully. "My desire to avenge my father is also very strong."
…
In the car, Mr. Han secretly glanced at Brother Zhang, hesitated, and said, "Brother Zhang, if there is something I haven't done well enough, tell me, we are a family, what can't we communicate about?"
"When you take a shower in the future, remember to close the door." Zhang Ruoyu's eyes were cold and he said word by word.
Xuebao's pretty face turned red and she explained: "Isn't it because the weather is too hot? The window in the bathroom is too small. I'm so suffocated..."
"Definitely next time," Xuebao said.
"In the future, I will wash the black and white silk stockings as soon as possible. Even if I don't want to wash them by hand, I will throw them into the washing machine." Zhang Ruoyu said calmly. "How many times have I washed them for you?"
"I always thought, Brother Zhang, you liked the stockings I wore..." Xuebao said implicitly.
Zhang Ruoyu's face darkened, he glanced at Xuebao coldly, thought for a while, and finally just said: "I am a traditional man."
"Definitely next time." Han Jiangxue suddenly realized.
"Also." Zhang Ruo said foolishly, "When I take a shower from now on, don't always use the excuse that I forgot my socks or my underwear to force my way into the bathroom."
"You have to understand that I am no longer qualified to divorce you. You also said that you are a traditional woman and you will never divorce me even if you die."
"I don't have any ideological baggage anymore." Zhang Ruoyu glanced sideways at Han Jiangxue. "If you keep doing this, I will lose control."
"In the end, it's you who gets hurt."
Hearing this, Han Jiangxue rolled her eyes, raised her red lips and said, "No need to worry, I will clean the glass tonight and let Brother Zhang make arrangements for it."
