Zhao Bowen looked at the two of them, and said polite words with a smile, "I have long heard that Mrs. Fang is very affectionate with the second son, and I happened to be unable to attend when you got married." When I saw it today, it was really a match made in heaven. ”

Zhang Chuxin's face was a little red, she smiled reluctantly, this is really ironic to hear.

Fang Nanxi and Zhao Bowen were chatting, and Zhao Jingchuan was standing next to him, and their eyes never met.

"The second son is really young and promising, and looking at my son again, it really breaks my heart." Zhao Bowen suddenly felt something.

Compared with Fang Nanxi, Zhao Jingchuan is simply a heaven and a place.

No, there should be no comparison.

Fang Nanxi is already a lot of military achievements at a young age, but what about Zhao Jingchuan?

He has almost all the bad problems of a gentleman, he eats, drinks and has fun all day long, and he doesn't even have a serious job.

Outsiders don't understand why Zhao Bowen accepted such a godson in the first place, it's really fatal.

But fortunately, although Zhao Jingchuan likes to eat, drink and have fun, he has not made any major mistakes in principle, at least, he has never been grabbed by his pigtails.

So Zhao Bowen didn't care about him, he knew that Zhao Jingchuan was measured.

"Dad, why don't you throw me into the army tomorrow?" Zhao Jingchuan said jokingly.

"I'm afraid that if I want to throw you in, people may not be willing to accept you!" Zhao Bowen said.

He shook his head and sighed with hatred on his face, and he was also gloomy about having such a godson.

"Am I that bad? It's really ......" Zhao Jingchuan looked at Fang Nanxi and said jokingly: "Second son Fang, what do you think?" How about I'll go under you? ”

Fang Nanxi had a consistent indifferent expression on his face, and said: "People are valuable because they are self-aware. ”

Zhao Jingchuan: "......"

Tut.

I really don't give any face.

Even Zhao Bowen's face is not left.

Sure enough, it's a military faction.

"You! I think it's just a lack of a wife who can control you! I know all day long that you go out to eat, drink and have fun, there is no right way, I see that you are not young anymore, it is time to find a wife to discipline you! Zhao Bowen said.

"Then what kind of wife do I need to find to be in the eyes of your old man?" Zhao Jingchuan looked like a hanger, and Zhao Bowen was joking, "Could it be that you want to find me a tigress, the kind that looks at me all day long?" ”

Zhao Bowen said: "I see, you have to find someone like Mrs. Fang, virtuous and beautiful, so that you won't think about running out all day long!" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Jingchuan raised his eyebrows, and his eyes swept over Zhang Chuxin's body lightly.

Zhang Chuxin's hands hanging beside him were clenched tightly, and his nervous nails were embedded in the flesh.

There's a ghost in my heart, so even if I know it's a joke, I feel so nervous.

It's a lack of heart.

"This is the type that Second Prince Fang likes, but it's not what I like." Zhao Jingchuan said leisurely.

Fang Nanxi's gaze swept across Zhang Chuxin's face as if it were nothing.

Zhang Chuxin's heart tightened for no reason, and he subconsciously spoke.

"Nancy, I'm a little unwell, I'll go back to my room to rest first."

Fang Nanxi's eyes were also very poisonous, just a faint look, she was like being caught as a thief, and she couldn't help herself.