In the spacious dining room of the General's Mansion, the family who were eating looked very harmonious and happy. However, if you look closely, you will find that there is a discordant smell of gunpowder hidden in this harmony.

Zhan Qi held a belly full of anger and glared fiercely at Du Xiaomeng, who was sitting beside him, several times.

His father, who has a very bad memory, is somehow so impressed by that woman. He originally thought that as long as the night passed, Daddy would forget the existence of that woman, but unexpectedly, Daddy not only did not forget at all, but when he found that the woman did not appear at the dinner table, he said that he did not want to eat breakfast, and he had to wait for the woman to come before allowing others to use chopsticks. He, who is a son, just persuaded his father to stop waiting, but he didn't expect his father to lose his temper with him.

The woman who made him look very unpleasant was now smiling and whispering to his father. Such a harmonious picture made him feel very dazzling, and the golden step on her head that could shake three times with a light movement made him look angry. He really wanted to pick up the woman and throw it out, but as soon as the woman appeared just now, Daddy asked him to stand aside and give up his place for the woman to sit. Daddy attaches so much importance to her, how can he do anything in front of the old man?

Although Du Xiaomeng was talking to Old Man Zhan, she didn't miss any of Zhan Qi's actions.

Zhan Qi's murderous gaze swept over her body again. If her gaze could kill someone, she would have been distracted by that fierce gaze. It's a pity, eyes can't kill people.

Du Xiaomeng, who was not affected by his gaze and was still alive, glanced at Zhan Qi without a trace, and saw his depressed appearance that he wanted to get angry but had to endure desperately, and she was in a good mood. If it weren't for the presence of other people, she would have to laugh three times to express her happiness.

I really don't understand, why did such a kind old man Zhan who is so easy to get along with give birth to a Zhan Qi who can't inherit his style at all?

Du Xiaomeng pretended to be sluggish, deliberately ignored Zhan Qi's gaze, and smiled more well-behaved at Old Man Zhan, which made Old Man Zhan's heart bloom, and in a good mood, he had a great appetite, drank several bowls of porridge, and ate several buns.

Breakfast ends in a cheerful and brisk atmosphere.

Zhan Qi, who had been patient for a long time, couldn't wait to take Du Xiaomeng out of the dining room, dragged her to the garden quickly, and only stopped after making sure that he couldn't see Old Man Zhan.

He shook off Du Xiaomeng's hand vigorously, turned his head, and glanced at her coldly.

According to the usual practice, Du Xiaomeng pretended not to see his cold gaze, owed, and asked with a very understanding smile: "Husband, you brought me here in a hurry, do you have something to say to me?" ”

The dazzling golden step on her head shook gently with her subtle movements.

The swaying golden step shook Zhan Qi in his eyes and in his heart.

When Zhan Qi moved the idea of marrying Qiu Sha as his wife, he specially found a skilled craftsman to order it and give it to Qiu Sha, which is the only one in the world, unique. There is a special meaning to him and Qiusha, in addition to his strong love for Qiusha, there are also memories shared by the two of them.

His love for Qiu Sha, the memories between them, how can he allow Du Xiaomeng, a nasty woman, to blaspheme?

Zhan Qi didn't have to think about it, he raised his big hand to drag the golden step down. Unexpectedly, he used too much force and acted too rudely, and dragged out another hosta on her head.

The hosta fell to the hard stone slab, made a crisp sound, and broke into three.

Zhan Qi and Du Xiaomeng were stunned for a moment, and then they looked at the broken hairpin on the ground in unison.

A look of discomfort flashed on Zhan Qi's face, but he quickly regained his cold appearance, and said in a sarcastic tone: "How can you be worthy of this golden step like a vulgar fan who is greedy for wealth and nobility? Don't think that if you pile up gold and silver mines on your head, you can become a noblewoman! It's so ugly! ”

Du Xiaomeng didn't seem to hear his sarcasm, and didn't give him any reaction, just looked at the broken hairpin, frowning slightly, as if he was heartache for the innocent broken hosta.

Can she not be heartbroken? That hosta is one of the few valuable belongings she has, and she plans to pawn it for cash in the future, but now it has been broken into several pieces, and she doesn't know if she can get it for money.

Zhan Qi saw her expression in his eyes, "hummed", and said in disgust: "It's the same virtue as your shameless father who is greedy for money!" ”

Hearing him say this, Du Xiaomeng raised his head and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense!" My hosta is worth a lot of money, and now it has been broken by you, hurry up and pay for it! ”

Zhan Qi, who was prejudiced, concluded in his heart that Du Xiaomeng was definitely a snobbish woman who only had money in her eyes.

"You can go to Steward Yang and ask for money." He left such a sentence, didn't bother to pay attention to Du Xiaomeng, took the golden branch, passed by her like a gust of wind, and walked in the direction of Avon Garden, where Qiusha lived.