Zhang Ruoyu was angry for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.
From the day he decided to retire, he secretly warned himself: Xiao Zhang, when you lose the aura of Zhang Xiangbei, you will no longer be the Beimang God of War respected by everyone, and you will lose 300,000 Beimang fans.
, you have to keep a low profile.
Zhang Ruoyu leaned against the door and lit a cigarette calmly. Before the man could speak again, he turned to the master bedroom and shouted: "Xue Bao, come out!"
Snow treasure?
Han Jiangxue, who was already at a loss what to do, felt a numbness in the soles of her feet. The strong physical discomfort made her feel cold all over.
She opened the door and walked out.
Her beautiful eyes just glanced at the man briefly, then looked at Zhang Ruoyu: "Is something wrong?"
"Do you know him?" Zhang Ruoyu raised the hand holding the cigarette and pointed at the man.
"Han Shixiao." Han Jiangxue said lightly. "My father's godson."
Hearing this, Zhang Ruoyu straightened up unconsciously while leaning against the door, with a sincere yet hypocritical smile on his face: "Fuck my uncle?"
After a pause, Zhang Ruoyu hurriedly invited Han Shixiao into the room: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Come on, come in and sit down."
Han Shixiao, however, stood motionless at the door with a cold expression.
Zhang Ruoyu didn't feel embarrassed when he saw this, and suddenly slapped Han Jiangxue on the plump buttocks: "Why don't you go make tea for your uncle? I have good Pu'er in my suitcase."
Han Jiangxue's expression froze, as if she had been struck by lightning.
Han Shixiao was also confused.
He just said that if Zhang Ruoyu dared to touch Han Jiangxue, the Zhang family's incense would be cut off tonight!
Zhang Ruoyu's move is clearly challenging himself!
A cold light flashed across Han Shixiao's eyes, but he did not move.
He is waiting.
What Zhang Ruoyu did really angered him.
But Han Shixiao knew very well that Han Jiangxue must be even more angry.
As soon as she opened her mouth, Han Shixiao immediately destroyed Zhang Ruoyu.
But after waiting for a long time, Han Jiangxue just said expressionlessly: "Don't do anything in front of outsiders in the future."
After that, he turned around and walked into the master bedroom.
This scene made Han Shixiao frown, and he suspected that Han Jiangxue had been kidnapped by Zhang Ruoyu.
The eldest lady of the Han family, who usually finds it disgusting to even talk to men, was spanked at this moment, but she didn't even have an attack?
What kind of medicine did this ordinary man in front of her give her?
"Xiao Han."
After watching Han Jiangxue enter the house, Zhang Ruoyu pretended to be the son-in-law of the Han family and said arrogantly: "Based on my understanding of Xuebao, you will definitely not be able to drink this cup of Pu'er. Go back and forth from where you are, don't delay us.
The bridal chamber.”
Who am I, Zhang Ruoyu? You, the master of the Han family, can even serve a family banquet. How dare you talk to me when you can only eat food in a corner with two chopsticks?
As soon as Han Jiangxue left, Han Shixiao didn't hide her.
He waved his hand and motioned Zhang Ruoyu to come to the corridor outside the door.
"Did you see that?"
Han Shixiao pointed to the dozens of black Mercedes-Benz cars downstairs, and about a hundred handsome men in suits standing beside the cars. A chilling atmosphere swept through the entire small building.
"Are you bluffing me?" Zhang Ruoyu glanced over, trying to stop someone from quarreling with him? He felt like he was back at his original unit.
"If I say anything, they will rush to write a suicide note." Han Shixiao lit a cigarette with cold eyes and said calmly. "Don't show shame and don't--"
Ding ding.
The harsh ringtone of the cell phone rang. Zhang Ruoyu took the phone out of his pocket, pressed it, and then said with his lips: "You continue."
Han Shixiao frowned and said coldly: "I know you have a connection with the Han family, but there is no way that you and Han Jiangxue -"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Ruoyu's cell phone rang again.
Han Shixiao was a little angry after being interrupted by phone ringing twice in a row.
But he said all that needed to be said.
Zhang Ruoyu hung up the phone again and said calmly: "Do you know that we have received the certificate?"
"After tonight, no one will know." Han Shixiao said firmly.
Zhang Ruoyu put out his cigarette and fell into deep thought.
It seems that it is not only Han Jiangxue who wants to regret their marriage, but also her father.
"Zhang Ruoyu, I advise you to be realistic. Regardless of the disparity in status or family background, you are destined not to get together." Han Shixiao said both softly and hardly. "Toads who want to eat swan meat only exist in fairy tales, not in reality.
."
"You have touched my heart." Zhang Ruoyu straightened his back and said empathically. "Xiaoxue and I have repeatedly emphasized that I have no intention of having an affair with my children. I only want to spread my wings and travel around. How can I be trapped in a pool of well water?
But she cried and shouted that she wouldn’t marry unless I was the one, and if I didn’t marry, she would seek death and a living.”
"The reason why I received the certificate was entirely out of humanitarianism." Zhang Ruoyu concluded with a sense of grievance and forbearance.
When Han Shixiao heard this, his eyes flashed coldly.
Why have you become a soaring swan? The apple of the eye of the Han family has become a toad in the well?
Just as he was about to get angry, Zhang Ruoyu's phone rang again.
Han Shixiao was furious, but he suppressed it forcefully: "You take it first."
How can a cook who has been a cook for ten years get so much business?
Zhang Ruoyu cleared his throat and raised his voice as soon as the connection was connected: "What? More than 5,000 brothers from our eight ace masters in Beimang are coming to drink my wedding wine? Are we going to have a wedding ceremony? Even the newly promoted Beimang marshal, General Long, is coming.
Came in person?"
Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Han Shixiao and said tactfully: "There is no need to work so hard, right? Didn't you just receive honors in the capital, and didn't you also attend the state banquet last night? You are so busy, there is really no need - ah? I am a newlywed big brother.
Yan'er, why don't you come? Hi! We are all my brothers, how can I meet you? What? Are you already at Binhai? Come to my house in ten minutes? Oh, if you really want to come, say hello in advance. I don't know anything about it.
Not ready yet!”
Han Shixiao frowned as he listened.
The eight ace masters of Beimang drink your wedding wine? Make a fuss about your bridal chamber? They are the most elite combat troops in China, and they are the direct descendants of the late legendary war god Zhang Xiangbei.
Long Fei, the newly promoted Beimang marshal, is the leader of the young faction of the military department.
Such a powerful military commander comes to drink the wedding wine of a cook?
If you can't even understand bragging, how can you understand it in life?
Han Jiangxue wants to spend her whole life with such a man?
Not to mention the big boss, he won’t agree to any outsiders!
"Xiao Han, why don't you come back another day?" After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette again and Feng Qingyun said calmly. "You also heard that my brothers from the original work unit are coming to have a wedding banquet, and
I'll be there in ten minutes. If I bump into the gang below you, unnecessary misunderstandings will inevitably occur."
"The misunderstanding will be clear once you explain it." Han Shixiao said coldly. "In ten minutes, if your brother doesn't come, my people will come up."
After saying that, he gestured downstairs. The dark, handsome men in suits were given the order, and all of them were ready to move, with fierce looks in their eyes.
"Speaking of which, we are related, so why bother?" Zhang Ruoyu said helplessly.
"If I were you, I would pack my bags and leave Binhai right now, and never come back for the rest of my life." Han Shixiao pressed forward step by step, leaving no room for error.
"I said it was Han Jiangxue who forced me to marry her." Zhang Ruoyu felt aggrieved. "Is it wrong to be a simple and kind-hearted swan?"
Han Shixiao's heart trembled and he almost pushed Zhang Ruoyu down from the fifth floor.
Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye.
Han Shixiao's eyes were fixed on the corner of the intersection. It was the only way to this dangerous building. If five thousand elites from Beimang's eight ace masters were to come, why not crush this broken road?
"Here we come." Zhang Ruoyu said with squinted eyes while holding a cigarette in his mouth.
