Chapter 7 The problem of picking up broken shoes must be corrected

A sentence that is not salty or light, directly finalizes this matter.

Du Ru's eyes were cloudy, Rao was unwilling, and he didn't say much in front of the master, so he could only glare at Huo Xiaoting fiercely.

In this way, the marriage between Huo Xiaoting and Lu Hancheng was a certainty.

And she, as a prospective daughter-in-law, was also left in the villa for dinner.

Everything seems to be in order, but someone has to find fault.

"Let it go!"

Huo Xiaoting shook off the man's arm with a cold face, looked at this handsome face, and his eyes were a little cold: "Big nephew, isn't it good to be so disrespectful to your future aunt?" ”

A sentence of the eldest nephew made Lu Brown's originally gloomy face a little darker, staring at the woman in front of him deadly, gritting his teeth: "You did it on purpose, you deliberately made me look ugly!" ”

"I did it on purpose?"

Huo Xiaoting only felt ridiculous when he heard this, and glanced at him coldly, his eyes were a little more contemptuous: "Why are you?" ”

What Lu Brown hates the most is Huo Xiaoting's lofty appearance, his personality is as hard as a stone, and he can't speak softly at all, but Xiaolan is different......

Taking a deep breath, Lu Brown laughed angrily, grabbed Huo Xiaoting's arm and said, "Aren't you doing this to take revenge on me?" Don't think you can get benefits by marrying my third uncle, my third uncle's temper is not something you can bear! ”

Huo Xiaoting didn't hate Lu Brown originally, but now she was suddenly glad that their marriage contract was dissolved, raised her foot, and stomped on his instep fiercely.

"Shhhh

With a painful blow, Lu Brown suddenly let go of the shackles on her, his anger burned, and he couldn't speak more than his brain: "I didn't expect my third uncle to pick up broken shoes to wear!" ”

"You ......"

"You mean me?"

At that moment, a low voice sounded above the heads of the two of them.

Lu Brown's face turned pale, and following the prestige, a face as cold as an ice sculpture came into view, which frightened his legs.

"Third uncle, of course it's not your ......"

Lu Brown was afraid of Lu Hancheng.

It can be said that Lu Hancheng is his curse, because of the relationship between the big room and the second room, he has always regarded Lu Hancheng as a target to catch up, but he is not Lu Hancheng's opponent at all.

Every time it was suppressed to the bottom, there was no chance to turn over......

"Then you just said who picked up the broken shoes?" Lu Hancheng approached step by step, staring directly at Lu Brown with his eyes like an eagle falcon, his thin lips lifted slightly, and the coldness in his eyes was breathtaking.

Lu Brown wanted to find a knife and commit suicide by cutting his abdomen at this moment.

Lu Hancheng has always been eager to repay him, and he can imagine his fate......

"Third uncle, I'm talking nonsense." Lu Brown swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty and sneered.

What a useless man.

Huo Xiaoting saw Lu Brown's face panicked, and he was disdainful in his heart.

No matter how you look at it, Lu Hancheng is a hundred times better than him, squinted at him, and then walked past him to Lu Hancheng's side, and smiled elegantly: "The eldest nephew said that he likes to pick up people's broken shoes, and I am teaching him a lesson." ”

Lu Hancheng's eyes darkened slightly when he heard this, he reached out and brushed the broken hair between Huo Xiaoting's forehead, hooked his lips and said, "Ah Brown, your aunt is right, you have to listen." ”

With a slap, Lu Brown's fists tightened and loosened, and his face was as wonderful as if he had made a palette.

"Big nephew, it's not me saying you, this problem of picking up broken shoes must be changed, don't treat garbage as a treasure all day long, give the baby to others, and when the time comes, you can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour."

Huo Xiaoting didn't seem to be targeted enough, so he pretended to open his mouth inadvertently, Ying Ying smiled, and his small mouth opened and closed, making Lu Brown as disgusting as if he had swallowed a fly.