At this moment, Zhu Ting's heart warmed, she only glanced at the wedding photos when she was married, and she also put away the photos at home immediately after getting married, and she hadn't seen them for so many years.

"That picture is so ugly, I don't want to hang it in the new house. ”

Zhu Ting said in an almost pleading voice that she didn't want such ugly photos to show in front of everyone, because she was simply absent-minded when taking pictures.

"Then why don't we take the time to make up for a wedding photo?"

Wang Xiaoyong said excitedly.

Zhu Ting fell silent at this moment, she had already accepted Wang Xiaoyong in her heart, if she agreed, it would be to show her heart to Wang Xiaoyong, and her heart was very entangled at this moment.

Wang Xiaoyong did not urge Zhu Ting, because although he felt that Zhu Ting had slowly accepted him, but after all, there was a process, and he could wait slowly, believing that one day Zhu Ting would take the initiative to open up to him.

"Can you not be in such a hurry, give me some time, and tell you when I think about it?"

After all, Zhu Ting still doesn't have the courage to agree now, after all, she is not the kind of woman who is very casual, although she has begun to accept Wang Xiaoyong's husband.

"Of course I'm in a hurry, but there must be our wedding photo in the new house, and when you think about it, we'll go and replace it with this commemorative photo. ”

Wang Xiaoyong said with a smile.

"Alright then, I hope that picture won't be seen. ”

After listening to his words, Zhu Ting said weakly that she had always cared more about her image, so she didn't want to be seen by others that reluctant wedding photo.

The next day, Wang Xiaoyong went to buy the invitation, and after lunch, the family was busy, Zhu Ting was responsible for writing the invitation, and the family sat at the table to watch.

After all, Zhu Ting is a girl with beautiful handwriting, but it does look too slender, and Zhu Zhengjie and his wife also frowned slightly after seeing it, after all, the handwriting of the invitation card shows the momentum of the family.

Tingting's handwriting is too delicate, not showing the slightest momentum, giving people a sense of weakness, if this is sent out, will it make people laugh?

Zhu Zhengjie frowned and said after reading it.

"Tingting's writing is not good, so you come? Your handwriting crawls towards cockroaches, and you can't take it out, and people will laugh at us even more when they see it. ”

Tian Qiaoyun's face sank and he scolded angrily.

Zhu Ting took the invitation she had written, looked at it again and again, and said weakly:

"It's true, as my dad said, that is not what the invitations we receive are usually written to me. ”

Wang Xiaoyong smiled and said:

"Tingting, your handwriting is too delicate, it really doesn't fit to fall on the invitation, why don't I give it a try?"

His words left a family of three shocked, so they didn't expect Wang Xiaoyong to take the initiative to recommend himself, but the family had never added Wang Xiaoyong to write, and they all showed a look of doubt.

Wang Xiaoyong also smiled awkwardly and said:

"So I'll write a template on paper, you can look at it, if I can, I'll write it, if not, how about we find another way?"

"You can write calligraphy even if you're a piece of waste?"

Tian Qiaoyun was the first to sneer and said. Wang Xiaoyong can write calligraphy and beat her to death, she doesn't believe it, and she looks contemptuous at the moment.

"After all, this invitation represents the face of our family, why don't we ask a master to write it for us?"

Zhu Zhengjie is also something written by Wang Xiaoyong, so at this moment he looked at his family and said with concern, after all, this plot represents the face of their family.

Zhu Ting looked at Wang Xiaoyun, and said with a slight frown:

"Why don't we let Xiao Yong write a template, let's take a look, if it doesn't work, it's not too late to invite others, anyway, it won't be anything?"

After listening to her daughter's words, Tian Qiaoyun pursed her lips with a look of disdain, and Zhu Zhengjie also had a questioning face, but Zhu Ting had already said that it was not good for the couple to object.

"Then you sit here and give it a try. ”

Zhu Ting saw that his parents didn't question it anymore, so he stood up and looked at Wang Xiaoyong, and said with a smile, under the gaze of the family, Wang Xiaoyong sat on the chair.

He first picked up the brush on the inkstone, held it in his hand, lightly dipped it in ink, and then wrote according to the name of the template.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyong's expression is focused, the pen is vigorous and powerful, the brush is in his hand, as if it has been given a soul, after the dragon and phoenix dance, a model is completed by him in one go.

This scene simply stunned Zhu Ting's family, Wang Xiaoyong's handwriting is well, vigorous and free, hearty, as if the sword is out of the sheath and relaxed, even calligraphy everyone may not have this foundation.

After putting the pen away, Wang and Xiao Yong looked at the family with a smile.

"What do you think of my handwriting?"

Wang Xiaoyong looked at Zhu Ting with a smile and asked.

"You really impress me, your handwriting is comparable to Pang Zhonghua's calligraphy, anyway, I have never seen a better handwriting than yours. ”

Zhu Ting clapped her hands and praised Wang Xiaoyong.

Wang Xiaoyong's handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and it looks like a dragon swimming in the sky, which can be described as a wonderful pen.

"It's really made us gain knowledge, Xiao Yong, your handwriting is comparable to that of a national master. ”

Zhu Zhengjie praised excitedly, although he couldn't write well, but Wang Xiaoyong's handwriting deeply shocked him.

"Can't you see that you're a waste, you write a good hand, are you hidden deep enough?"

Tian Qiaoyun said meaningfully, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes just now, even if he killed him, he wouldn't have believed that Wang Xiaoyong's self was so strong and powerful, giving people a lifelike feeling.

"Xiao Yong, you should write all these invitations quickly! I believe that this invitation will definitely attract the attention of many people. ”

Zhu Ting looked at Wang Xiaoyong and said excitedly, after all, the better Wang Xiaoyong is, the more it shows that Wang Xiaoyong is extraordinary.

"Yes, yes, hurry up and write the invitation, I just took it with me when I went to work in the afternoon, and I wanted to show off when the time came. ”

Zhu Zhengjie is also full of smiles, some people have often joked about his waste son-in-law over the years, and at this moment he finally found a piece of evidence that he could come up with to refute everyone.

After all, the waste son-in-law is not comfortable listening to him, if he can prove Wang Xiaoyong's name, she will naturally like to hear it.

Although Tian Qiaoyun didn't say anything, the excited look on her face was overflowing, and it could be seen that she was also emotional.

Next, Wang Xiaoyong flew and danced, and began to write invitations according to the list provided by Zhu Ting, and nearly 100 invitations were written in just ten minutes.

In one go, without any mistakes, all the handwriting is vigorous and powerful, as if it were printed by a photocopier, without a trace of difference.

Zhu Ting immediately divided all the invitations, some of them to her father, and some of them to her mother, and the two of them distributed these invitations separately.

Zhu Zhengjie arrived at Hongtu Real Estate in the afternoon, and first came to the office of his eldest brother Zhu Zhenghui.

"What are you doing in my office at this time?"

Zhu Zhenghui looked at the third brother who didn't have it, and asked in an unkind tone.

"Big brother, the joy of our family's housewarming on the eighteenth, I would like to invite you to go over and take a look. ”

Zhu Zhengjie said a little crampedly, he has always been less courageous, even when he saw his own eldest brother, his heart trembled.

"Haha... Your family has a new house? This is a great event, this is a great event, where is the location? How many square meters?"

Zhu Zhenghui sneered and said, in his opinion, his younger brother came to invite him, just to take advantage of the housewarming to receive some gifts and go back.

"The house was bought by Zhu Ting and them, and I really don't know the specific location, but you'll know when you go. ”

Zhu Zhengjie looked at the eldest brother and said.

"Okay! I'll definitely go there then, congratulations. ”

Zhu Zhenghui said with a sneer.

The current third brother no longer poses any threat to him, after all, he has successfully taken over as the head of the Zhu family.

"Then big brother, I'll go over first, you can be busy!"

Zhu Zhengjie wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said to Zhu Zhenghui.

"Okay, go get busy! We'll be there then.

Zhu Zhenghui smiled and said, Zhu Zhengjie walked out, Zhu Zhenghui picked up the invitation, just opened it, he was shocked, and was shocked by the dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the invitation.

Zhu Zhengjie used less than an hour to send out dozens of invitations in his hand, all of which were some executives of Hongtu Real Estate and some people who had dealings with him.

The joy of Zhu Ting's housewarming on the eighteenth immediately aroused heated discussions among the company, after all, this day was too sensitive, and it was on this day that Zhu Ting married Wang Xiaoyong, three years ago.

In addition, what shocked everyone was the handwriting on the invitation, which was fierce and vigorous, as if every word gave a soul and gave people a strong shock.

Everyone thinks that this is Zhu Ting's family, who spent a lot of money to hire a master to write an invitation, otherwise how could it be so strong and powerful, the dragon and the phoenix dance.

However, some people questioned that if this was to hire a calligraphy master, wouldn't an invitation cost a huge price, and Zhu Ting's family would never do such a thing with the living conditions of her family.

So some people curiously called Zhu Zhengjie's phone number and asked which calligraphy master was the handwriting of this invitation? After all, there are only a few calligraphy masters in Jiangnan City, and there are basically only a handful.

But the conclusion made everyone shocked, and Zhu Zhengjie proudly told them that all the plots were written by his waste son-in-law.

For everyone, this is by no means credible, waste son-in-law Wang Xiaoyong, no one knows, no one knows, if he can write this master-level calligraphy, how can he be called a waste son-in-law for three years.

In everyone's opinion, Zhu Zhengjie just said this in order to put gold on his face for his waste son-in-law, and this statement was recognized by everyone.

In addition, the first mansion in Lakeside Garden, which is also the mysterious owner of the eighteenth, appeared and wanted to give this first mansion to the woman he liked.

However, Zhu Ting's wedding three years ago was also the eighteenth, and these many coincidences were linked together, and Wang Xiaoyong, the waste son-in-law of the Zhu family, once again aroused heated discussions among everyone in Jiangnan City.

Zhu Ting naturally became the focus of everyone's conversation, countless people were indignant that she married Wang Xiaoyong, and some men who admired Zhu Ting made bold statements about finding Wang Xiaoyong to fight against him.

In the evening, Zhu Ting's family came to Sissi's villa, this is the day when the mother's family came here to burn the bottom of the pot, and Tian Qiaoyun just went upstairs to give gifts at the same time, but also sent their own invitations.

When Ran Ran and the others saw the handwriting on the invitation, they were also deeply shocked by the handwriting of the dragon flying and phoenix dance, and they agreed that this must be the calligraphy master's own, otherwise it would never be so vigorous and powerful.

"Sister Tingting, your family's invitation must have spent a lot of money to hire a calligraphy master to write it, right?

Sissi looked at Zhu Ting very excitedly and asked.

"This still needs to be asked, at first glance, it is from the hand of a great calligrapher, otherwise how can ordinary people write such handwriting?"

Ran Ran looked at her sister Sissi and said sarcastically, she naturally didn't think that such a shocking handwriting was an invitation written by ordinary people.