Hearing the sound, the Song family ran quickly towards the door.
Seeing this scene, the heads of the Qi family and Qin family had a look of satisfaction on their faces.
"Now we have something good to watch." Qi Wankai gritted his teeth, pointed at Fang Xiaoyu's back, and cursed: "That boy named Fang is dead this time. Even if the ancestor of the Song family comes forward, Mr. Leng can't save him.
"
"Hahaha! Great, Fang Xiaoyu, you will also have today. Next, I will let you know what is the most painful thing in the world. A fireball from the ancestor of the Song family can burn you to ashes." Qin Taidi also
Then he laughed proudly.
People in the hall followed the Song family's horses one after another, eager to watch the excitement, and rushed out of the hall like a tide.
At this time, Mr. Leng, Fang Xiaoyu and others had already walked out of the leisure hall.
In order to leave a good impression in front of his ancestors, Song Laiming ran at the front of the team.
After panting for a while, he finally led two bodyguards to block Fang Xiaoyu's way at the door.
"Mr. Fang, please stay."
"Is something wrong?" Fang Xiaoyu glanced at Song Laiming lightly.
"Our ancestors have invited me, and I would like to ask Mr. Fang to give me some thin noodles." Song Laiming shouted to Fang Xiaoyu angrily. After saying this, there was an expression of gloating on his face.
He didn't believe that the ancestor of the Song family would do anything good if he left Fang Xiaoyu here.
"Hmph! What kind of tricks does this old immortal want to play with us? Is it possible that he still wants to detain people?" Mr. Leng cursed angrily.
As soon as he finished speaking, a red figure was seen flying over quickly. Everyone felt a burst of heat and consciously stepped back.
"Hahaha! Old man Leng, you took the lead in provoking trouble today, which caused the family to be disbanded and caused huge losses to our Song family. How can I spare you?" The ancestor of the Song family stood with red glazed fire all over his body.
He stood in front of Mr. Leng and blocked everyone's way.
Song Aobei led Song Yihuang, and Song Yingxue and others followed closely behind.
"What? Old Man Song, do you want to detain us by force?" Mr. Leng shouted angrily, and while speaking, he also mentioned the Hunyuan Qi in his body.
"Old man Leng, when it comes to fighting, you are no match for me. However, I am not here to fight with you today. So, you don't have to be nervous."
The ancestor of the Song family, Song Wentian, only half-squinted his eyes and glanced at Old Man Leng. His brows showed the domineering look of a strong man, which made everyone present shudder.
The ancestor of the Song family ignored Leng Qingtian and cast his gaze on Fang Xiaoyu's face again. He smiled and said, "Today I just want to keep this little brother here to discuss one thing with you."
"Just tell me if you have anything to say! I don't have that much time in the United States to spend with you." Fang Xiaoyu replied coldly.
"Okay, cool! I just like your personality."
The ancestor of the Song family smiled, his face suddenly darkened, and he turned extremely serious and said to Fang Xiaoyu: "Young man, I can give you a chance to make a career."
"Say!" Fang Xiaoyu replied.
"How about being the great-grandson-in-law of our Song family? As long as you are willing to become the son-in-law of our Song family and serve our Songfu, I am willing to betroth my great-granddaughter Song Yingxue to you. She is the most outstanding girl of our Song family. She deserves it!
"The ancestor of the Song family replied with an indifferent expression.
"I have to think about this carefully." Fang Xiaoyu carefully looked at the ancestor of the Song family in front of him, and saw that when he said this, his expression was serious and he did not mean to be joking at all. He couldn't help but secretly groan in his heart.
Looking at this background, if you don't agree, I'm afraid you won't be allowed to leave. As for whether you really want to marry Song Yingxue, it's secondary. I'm afraid there is a trap here. If you jump in rashly, you will be in trouble.
As soon as the Song family ancestor's words came out, the scene immediately caused a sensation.
"Oh my god, what kind of singing is this from the Song family!"
"Are the ancestors of the Song family crazy? In order to win over a young boy in the golden elixir stage, he even gave away his great-granddaughter."
"Let me go, Fang Xiaoyu is so lucky! He was selected by the Song family."
"How many disciples from aristocratic families want to be the son-in-law of the Song family, but they don't have the blessing!"
"This kid actually still thinks about it? He must be so short-sighted!"
Listening to the discussion in the crowd, the one who had the strongest reaction was undoubtedly Song Yingxue, the eldest granddaughter of the fourth generation of the Song family.
She angrily pushed her way to the front of the crowd, raised her face, and shouted to Fang Xiaoyu with an extremely arrogant attitude: "Fang Xiaoyu, you don't have to think about it. I will not marry you. Even if it is my son-in-law.
possible."
"Haha! Beauty, you are thinking too much." Fang Xiaoyu said to Song Yingxue, somewhat dumbfounded, "I already have a girlfriend. It is impossible for me to become a son-in-law. Of course, if the ancestor of the Song family insists on forcing me to marry you,
You can only be my little wife."
"What? Little wife? You are dreaming!" Song Yingxue raised her face with a sneer and said: "This is the Song family. In my memory, there has never been a woman in the Song family who has been a little wife. There has never been one in the past, and there will never be one in the future.
.Fang Xiaoyu, give up on this idea! I will not marry you. Don’t even think about it."
After saying that, she turned to the ancestor of the Song family with a determined look on her face and said: "Ancestor, this man already has a girlfriend. There is no way there can be anything between me and him."
Song Yingxue thought that as long as she told Fang Xiaoyu that she had a girlfriend, her ancestors would naturally not approve her association with Fang Xiaoyu. The Song family has always valued reputation, and besides, she was Song Aobei's most beloved granddaughter, and she could be said to belong to the Song family.
The apple of your eye.
However, the direction of things was far beyond her expectation.
After listening to her words, the ancestor of the Song family just pondered for a while, then smoothed the goat's beard on his chin with his hand, smiled and comforted: "Yingxue, if Xiaoyu really has a girlfriend, then you will be his
Little wife!"
The ancestor's language was gentle, but it is not difficult for a careful person to find that he seemed to have made a huge concession and made this choice out of desperation.
"Ah... you... ancestor, do you really want me to be his little wife?" Song Yingxue said "Wow" and started crying.
She bit her lip lightly and shouted angrily: "I won't do it!"
After saying that, he turned around and ran out of the villa.
Song Aobei, the head of the Song family, is also a little confused about the attitude of the ancestor of the Song family.
For disciples of aristocratic families, it is not unusual for many wealthy young masters to marry two wives, or even three or four wives, one at home and a few outside. But the problem is that now
Come here, the Song family is going to be someone else's little wife. This is a fact that Song Aobei cannot accept.
He asked with a surprised look on his face: "Dad, Yingxue is the only woman in our Song family who has a martial spirit. She is the pride of our Song family! How can she marry this boy named Fang as his wife? Besides,
The eldest young master of the Gu family in the capital is very fond of Yingxue and will propose marriage after the Chinese New Year. Could it be that you..."
"It goes without saying. I have already thought about it. Let Yingxue marry Fang Xiaoyu! This is the best choice." The ancestor of the Song family replied with a firm expression.
After saying that, his face suddenly darkened, and he asked Fang Xiaoyu coldly: "Boy, what are you thinking about? If you can, go to the altar of our Song family tonight, in front of all the generations of our Song family.
In front of our ancestors, we must first perform a marriage ceremony." (To be continued)