Chapter 38: Sanskrit, I'm disdainful...

"Brother-in-law Wei, pour me a glass of wine. ”

Zhu Yourong handed the wine glass to Wei Baocang with a nonchalant expression.

Wei Baocang raised his eyes, smiled slightly, poured wine and handed it over.

Dong Xiangrong and his wife frowned even deeper at this time, they didn't know what their niece wanted to do.

This was the third time she had summoned Wei Baocang.

"Brother-in-law..."

"Bang!"

Dong Fanyin slapped the table, Huo Ran got up, and she Dong Fanyin stared at Zhu Yourong coldly:

"Enough, Yourong!"

Wei Baocang is his husband and the person he loves, even if he is not good enough today and has no achievements, he is not a subordinate who is casually called.

"Sister... Sister, what are you going to do? You actually murdered me for this waste who once gave up on you?" Zhu Yourong was pitiful, looking very wronged.

Dong Fanyin looked angry, and she said coldly to Zhu Yourong:

"You're too much! Wei Baocang is also your brother-in-law, why do you want to treat him as a person?"

"What's the matter, anyway, he's just a bodyguard, he goes out to block knives and bullets, what's wrong with being a person at home?"

Zhu Yourong raised her eyebrows.

"You..." Dong Fanyin pointed at Zhu Yourong and was speechless.

Seeing that the two seemed to be about to continue arguing, Zhu Zhen's face was also a little ugly.

Although she felt very sorry for her daughter, after all, it was also her niece sitting opposite, and Zhu Zhen should attribute the quarrel between the two to Wei Baocang's indisputability.

"Okay, there's Rong. You just came back, so don't hurt the harmony of your sisters. ”

After a pause, Zhu Zhen turned his head to look at his daughter: "Although what Yourong said is indeed a bit ugly, it is also a fact. ”

"If you want to be looked up to, you must first work yourself. ”

Dong Fanyin saw that her mother was so kind and so indulgent to Zhu Yourong, and tears of grievance filled her eyes.

Zhu Yourong's heart is even more refreshing!

Seeing that her sister, who had always pressed her head, was crying angrily, she was full of pride.

Wei Baocang, who was never surprised or pleased with a meal, suddenly felt sour in his heart when he saw Dong Fanyin's eyes with tears in his eyes.

For the past three years.

Does she bear such grievances alone?

Come to think of it.

Wei Baocang gently put down the wine glass in his hand, slowly stood up, and his eyes stared at Zhu Yourong's family for a moment.

Of the four members of the Zhu family, except for Zhu Jianjian, no one has ever seen this kind of look.

Now.

Zhu Jianshe was chilled, and a chilling feeling arose, and he involuntarily shrunk his neck.

He didn't think of it at all.

In his eyes, this fugitive son-in-law of the Dong family, who was nothing, actually had such a look.

For a moment, he even felt the same temperament that he felt in the young man in front of him in the biggest official in the west.

"Wei Baocang, what kind of eyes do you have? What do you want to do. Zhu Yourong gritted her teeth and did not retreat.

After all, Zhu Jianshe was well-informed, and hurriedly got up and grabbed Zhu Yourong: "It's almost enough." ”

"You're still young, I won't give you a care. Wei Baocang also looked at Zhu Yourong, and said slowly.

"Don't look down on people. No one can predict what the future holds. ”

"People are equal to each other, there is no distinction between high and low, you can be powerful now, no one in your eyes, but sooner or later your capital will be exhausted!"

Faced with Wei Baocang's sudden attack.

Zhu Yourong was young and shallow, and Zhu Jianshe was shocked by Wei Baocang's aura and didn't dare to say more.

For a moment, there was silence in the private room.

... ...

William is a foreigner after all, and he doesn't know much about the meaningful meals in China.

At this moment, when he saw that everyone was silent, he naturally spoke in half-baked Mandarin:

"Three months later, on the 8th, Yourong and I will hold a wedding, please give me blessings when the time comes. ”

Hear the words.

Zhu Yourong took William's arm and said with a happy face:

"Anyway, I am also half of the Dong family, and we must be grand and heroic in this wedding, and we can't let outsiders laugh at our Dong family. ”

While speaking, he also glanced at Dong Fanyin and Wei Baocang defiantly.

"Humph!"

Even if he is dissatisfied, he has always been like Mount Tai, Dong Xiangrong couldn't help but snort coldly at this time.

Three years ago, Wei Baocang escaped from the wedding halfway, and it was always a thorn in the hearts of everyone in the Dong family, even Dong Fanyin was silent with a lost expression after hearing Zhu Yourong say this.

Wei Baocang's face sank like water.

This Zhu Yourong knew that Dong Fanyin's wedding was not satisfactory that year, but at this time he deliberately said that he wanted to hold a grand wedding, which clearly meant that he wanted to bring up the old things again and reveal the scars of the Dong family!

Then.

Wei Baocang, who spoke amazingly, said again: "I'm sorry, we are going to get married that day." ”

Looking at the beauties around him who had been wronged because of themselves, Wei Baocang continued:

"Fanyin is already my wife, and I didn't give her a full wedding three years ago, so I have decided that after three months, I will give her a make-up wedding that will cause a sensation in Rongcheng. ”

As soon as Wei Baocang's words came out, the entire Zhu Yourong family of four was stunned.

Then.

Wei Baocang said again:

"I'm going to do the wedding, and I'm going to do it the best. As for what you said, believe me, no matter how grand your wedding is, I will surpass you tenfold, a hundred times!"

"So, sorry, we don't have time to attend your wedding. ”

Dong Fanyin stood aside in a daze, and was a little stupid for a while, how long has it been?

How long has it been since I saw such a domineering Wei Baocang?

She even felt like she had forgotten what the man who had once been so arrogant was like.

"Humph!"

"Who wouldn't brag?" said Zhu Yourong stubbornly with a white face.

Why did he, Wei Baocang, say such a thing?

Compared to his net worth, he is not as good as William.

More than identity, he can't.

In China, it is better to have money than to have power, and in terms of expensiveness, who is more expensive than an official?

He's a bodyguard, why?

"You can't lie to me?" Dong Fanyin smiled happily.

seemed to leave all the grievances behind, and just looked at the sharp-edged man next to him in a daze.

Wei Baocang laughed heartily.

He, the god of war in the north.

He determines life and death with one word, and wealth with one word.

At the moment, I couldn't cry or laugh, I squinted my eyes, but my smile became brighter: "Don't lie..."

Dong Fanyin likes his expression, intoxicating, but tepid, she finds that in addition to liking his sharp appearance, she seems to be more and more accustomed to and wants him to show such an expression.

After hearing Wei Baocang's short but resolute words, she subconsciously pursed her mouth, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, as cute as a child who is about to get something she loves.

Wei Baocang reached out and pinched Dong Fanyin's crystal clear earlobe without any scruples, smiled slightly and said softly: "The edge is exposed, I will too, it's just that your husband disdains this..."