Naturally, he wanted to say this, and he was angry with Jiang Hanxiu.

Although Yueli didn't know what happened between their father and son.

But there is a conflict between their father and son, which can still be seen.

In 21st century parlance, this is called plastic father-son relationship.

Thinking of this, the corners of Yueli's mouth hooked up with a hint of watching the play.

Jiang Hanxiu was really angry by Jiang Wuxin's words.

He clenched his glass, but he couldn't get angry.

Su Jinse sat beside Jiang Hanxiu and didn't say anything.

The empty hall was filled with an atmosphere of tense confrontation.

Jiang Hanxiu suppressed the anger running around in his stomach: "My father's body is very good, which makes my heart worry."

Jiang Wuxin didn't want to let Jiang Hanxiu go at all: "Father should pay attention to his body, don't overindulge, Wuxin doesn't want his father to be in poor health."

In his heart, what he hated the most was Jiang Hanxiu's father.

If it weren't for this father, he wouldn't have had to suffer so much all these years.

And Jiang Hanxiu didn't pay attention to Jiang Wuxin's biological mother at all.

hooked up with women everywhere and didn't return to Jiangcheng all day long.

He didn't experience half of his father's love since he was a child, and all he heard was all kinds of sarcasm from others.

The woman she loved the most was also defiled by her father, and she couldn't bear the humiliation, so she committed suicide with a Xuanbing rope, and her soul was destroyed.

His hatred for this father has entered the bone marrow.

It's just that the time has not yet come except for this father.

If the time comes to get rid of it, he will even bear the infamy of the world.

and this father shall be killed.

Yueli is the fuse of his chess game.

Once the fuse is lit, he will be able to count everyone down.

And then kill this father.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Hanxiu's hand under his sleeve was tightly clenched.

Jiang Hanxiu's smile froze, and he picked up the wine glass: "Xin'er, you really care about your father, come, drink this glass of wine, our father and son haven't been together for a long time, Le Yile."

Jiang Wuxin set his eyes on Feng Yueli on the side.

Yueli's back was cold.

Wuxinyun said lightly: "Father's wine is still the same as before, the wine paid tribute by the Western Regions is the strongest wine, and it is hot when it enters the throat, Wuxin's body is not very good during this time, so let His Highness drink it for me, what do you think, Your Highness?"

She knew that Jiang Wuxin would be pushed on her by this kind of rotten thing.

A trace of embarrassment flashed on Feng Yueli's beautiful face.

However, Jiang Wuxin went up and took the wine glass from Jiang Hanxiu's hand.

Step by step, he walked towards Feng Yueli.

Feng Yueli took a few steps back, but her expression did not change: "Young Master Jiang, the hall is also unwell, you are a man, you should let the hall a little, you ...... Drink it......"

Jiang Wuxin smiled: "Your Highness, this young master is really unwell, this wine is very delicious, don't worry."

His voice was soft, as if he was really unwell.

This Jiang Wuxin is really too black-bellied.

I forced her to drink poison before, and now I forced her to drink again.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Yueli's mind, and she deliberately slammed forward

I want the wine in the wine glass in Jiang Wuxin's hand to spill out.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wuxin didn't let her bump into his hand.

Yueli secretly scolded in her heart, Jiang Wuxin is a hypocrite!! It's really more difficult to deal with than Jiang Hanxiu.

She wondered if Jiang Wuxin was Jiang Hanxiu's own child.

Didn't you say that the son's IQ followed his father?

However, Jiang Wuxin's IQ is very high.

It's not as stupid as Jiang Hanxiu at all.

She couldn't guess what Jiang Wuxin was thinking in her heart.

Everyone in the hall was embarrassed.