Chapter 137: The Bear Child

The more the father-in-law looks at his son-in-law, the more upset he becomes, which is understandable, especially a son-in-law like Wang Luo, but seeing that his daughter is indeed getting happier and happier, he will take the initiative to ease the relationship with himself when he comes back this time, and Huang Meiying's father is also a little pleased. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It shows that Wang Luo is okay, whether his daughter is really happy, how can he not see it when he is a father.

If there is no moth, then the old man can only acquiesce in this matter.

Huang Meiying's family started as a businessman, although it is not as big as a listed company, it also has some status in the Korean circle in Los Angeles, and the eldest daughter is married, and there are naturally many partners, all of whom are Koreans or Americans.

Huang Meixue's husband is also Korean, although he is older, he is also a wealthy businessman in the United States, and his friends are naturally even more amazing, and even several governor-level Americans came to attend the wedding.

The wedding was held next to the most famous church in Los Angeles, two in the morning and afternoon, one was Korean-style, all of which were attended by some Koreans, held in accordance with the traditional Korean etiquette, and were all relatives of Huang Meiying's family.

Wang Luo is now a figure with a higher reputation than the president in South Korea, which naturally made Huang Meiying's family earn enough face, and the smile on Huang Meiying's face never broke all morning, and in the end, her face stiffened with laughter.

Around noon, the banquet was basically over, Huang Meixue and others went to see off relatives, and Huang Meiying and Wang Luo hid in the extended Lincoln wedding car to rest.

"My face stiffened with laughter." Huang Meiying nested in Wang Luo's arms, soft and coquettish.

Wang Luo held Huang Meiying's soft little feet, helped her alleviate the sequelae of wearing high heels, and chuckled, "Who made your relatives so many." ”

"What's wrong with too many relatives?" Huang Meiying glanced at Wang Luo coquettishly, "They are all relatives." ”

"Something to eat?" Wang Luo smiled and wanted to pinch Huang Meiying's cheek.

"Oops! You've touched my feet! Huang Meiying patted Wang Luo and said angrily.

"It's your own feet." Wang Luo shrugged helplessly, and gently touched Huang Meiying's soft lower abdomen.

"I'm a little sleepy." Huang Meiying yawned and muttered lazily.

"You're tired." Wang Luo smiled: "Let's sleep for a while." ”

"No, wait until my brother-in-law's relatives are coming." Huang Meiying rubbed her eyes and said energetically.

"That's someone's relative, what are you making a fuss about?" Wang Luo asked with a smile.

"It's because I'm a relative of someone else, so I have to pay more attention to it, otherwise what if I make things difficult for my sister in the future." Huang Meiying said with a serious face.

"Watch less Korean Japanese dramas." Wang Luo rolled his eyes.

"It's true." Huang Meiying snorted, "My married friends have said that if you don't get along well with your in-laws, it will be very hard." ”

"Don't you feel particularly happy?" Wang Luo hugged Huang Meiying and chuckled.

"What?" Huang Meiying was stunned.

"You don't have a mother-in-law." Wang Luo chuckled.

Huang Meiying blinked and flattened her mouth, "But I have a group of good sisters." ”

The three words of good sister bite very hard.

"Huh." Wang Luo laughed dryly.

"Wait a minute, you can sleep here, I'll just go alone." Huang Meiying held Wang Luo's face and kissed it.

"Why?" Wang Luo frowned.

"Because you've done enough for me." Huang Meiying bent the eyes of the moon.

Wang Luo's heart softened, and when he was about to do something in the car, there was a knock on the car door.

"Meiying, come out." Brother Huang Meiying shouted outside.

"Hey! Here it comes. Huang Meiying responded, got up from Wang Luo's arms with a smile, put on high heels, and got out of the car.

Wang Luo sighed helplessly, lying on the sofa and looking out the window at the luxury cars coming and going.

The second half of the wedding was purely Western-style, with Koreans wearing hanbok in the morning and wedding suits in the afternoon, and most of them were Americans, so it was obvious that you could feel the cultural differences.

Wang Luo looked at it for a while, and was a little bored and began to look for Huang Meiying's figure, seeing that she was holding Huang Meixue in a white veil to socialize around, probably because of her cheerful personality, Huang Meiying seems to be particularly suitable for dealing with others.

Just when Wang Luo was looking at Huang Meiying in a daze, suddenly a little boy with a cake threw the cake in his hand at Huang Meixue.

Wang Luo saw clearly that the little boy was deliberately thrown at Huang Meixue, but the cake was blocked by Huang Meiying, making her beautiful pale white dress stick a touch of chocolate black.

A trace of coldness flashed in Wang Luo's eyes, and he got out of the car and walked towards Huang Meiying, who was squatting down to negotiate with the children.

Children are naughty, that's for sure, but the act of throwing things and smashing people is not an uneducated barbarian, so there must be some reason.

On the way here, Huang Meiying's father complained to Wang Luo, and the man's relatives seemed to have a feeling of being looked down upon by others.

The child's crying attracted the attention of adults, and Huang Meiying was also a little panicked, she just told the little boy not to throw things casually, why did he cry.

"Blue, what's going on." A fat white lady walked over, stopped Huang Meiying from holding the little boy's hand, and asked anxiously.

"Madame, your child just threw something, and I just told him." Huang Meiying pursed her lips and explained.

"Blue, did you really throw this aunt?" The lady asked, frowning.

The little foreign boy cried pear blossom with rain, pointed at Huang Meiying, choked up, "She scolded me." ”

The onlookers were in an uproar.

A trace of consternation flashed on the lady's face, and finally looked at Huang Meiying with a cute face with a cold face, "This young lady, why are you scolding?" ”

"I didn't." Huang Meiying came back to her senses and waved her hand in some panic to explain.

"Mrs. Du Wei, my sister didn't scold him, she just educated her." Huang Meixue also frowned and said.

This white noblewoman was a relative of her husband, and the one who was most opposed to their marriage, so naturally she did not have a good face for her, and she even suspected that the little boy's actions just now were instructed by her.

"You mean children lie?" Mrs. Du Wei's face was full of anger: "Let's not talk about the rights and wrongs of children, why did your sister educate my grandson?" What qualifications does she have. ”

The crowd of onlookers let out a laugh, skin color discrimination is very serious in a certain class, this old lady is this kind of thinking, although the man also has Korean blood, but the other half is indeed British blood, their family wants the man to marry a British in order to preserve the bloodline, but I didn't expect to marry a purebred Korean.

This made Madame Du Wei very angry for a while. (To be continued.) )