Su Mi obediently shut up.

Mo Beixiao is 188cm tall, and he was held in his arms and thrown down, although he was not disabled, but it must have hurt.

The air between the two men fell silent.

Being held in his arms, Su Xiaomi could clearly hear the sound of his breathing and feel the temperature on his body.

It was the first time she had been held in the arms of a man in this position.

If I'm not mistaken, this kind of hugging seems to be called a princess hug.

It is the posture of the prince holding the princess in a fairy tale.

Aside from Mo Beixiao's fiery and arrogant personality, his appearance and net worth are very in line with the identity of the prince.

She...... Is it a princess?

Thinking of this, her heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

Subconsciously, she looked up at him.

The moonlight lined his skin with a white color, and it also made his dark eyes extraordinarily bright.

She looked at him and involuntarily lost her mind.

Realizing the woman's infatuated gaze, Mo Beixiao raised an imperceptible smile at the corner of his lips, and then hugged her tighter in his arms, and followed the army all the way to the ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, the lights are bright.

Almost all the men, women and children of the village were there.

Su Xiaomi's aunt Bai Qin also got the news and stood in the corner with her two fourteen or fifteen-year-old children and Yan Yan.

"Village Chief, what's wrong?"

Seeing the village chief sitting down on the main seat, Bai Qin hurriedly greeted him, "Xiaomi and her son-in-law just came back today, what big things do you want to make in the ancestral hall?" ”

The village chief rubbed his eyebrows with a little headache, and glanced at Su Lijuan who was standing in the middle of the ancestral hall, "Now everyone is here, you can say it." ”

"Su Xiaomi, her husband insulted me! Pick up my clothes in the field! ”

As soon as the village chief spoke, Su Lijuan sat on the ground crying directly, "I don't accept it, he still beats me!" ”

As she spoke, she pointed to her swollen left and right faces, "Look! ”

In an instant, there was a lot of discussion in the ancestral hall.

"It can't be."

Bai Qin glanced at Su Lijuan, "Our son-in-law wouldn't do such a thing, you lie!" ”

How could Mo Beixiao, who could come up with nearly one million dollars to treat Su Xiangdong two years ago, look down on a woman like Su Lijuan?

"Then what do you say about the wound on my face!?"

Su Lijuan glared at Bai Qin, "Knowing that Su Xiaomi is your adopted daughter, you will protect your shortcomings, but you can't be forceful, right?" ”

She deliberately emphasized the word "adopted daughter".

"You!"

Bai Qin's face turned red, and just as she wanted to argue, the village chief waved his hand, "Don't make noise yet, wait for Su Xiaomi and her husband to come in." ”

As soon as the village chief's voice fell, Mo Beixiao and Su Xiaomi had already arrived.

When Mo Beixiao entered the ancestral hall with Su Xiaomi in his arms, there was a lot of gasping and discussion in the ancestral hall.

Almost everyone present could see that Mo Beixiao's aristocratic aura was different from ordinary people.

Such a man would insult Su Lijuan's dirt bun, no one would believe it.

But Su Lijuan couldn't detect the gap between her and Mo Beixiao at all.

She squinted at Su Xiaomi, who was held in Mo Beixiao's arms, and clenched her fists with her hands at her sides.

Why?

She is the same age as Su Xiaomi, and she grew up in this village, why can Su Xiaomi find this kind of husband on TV, so she has to honestly do farm work at home?

Where is she not as good as Su Xiaomi's bean sprouts?

Mo Beixiao walked to the village chief with Su Mi in his arms, and sat down on an empty chair next to the village chief.

"Mo Beixiao! I can't sit here! ”

Su Xiaomi gritted her teeth, she couldn't get up, so she could only call him in a low voice.

This seat next to the village chief can only be sat by the village elders!

"Why can't you sit? The chair is not just for people to sit on, your feet are twisted, and you can't stand. ”

Mo Beixiao glanced at her.

Su Xiaomi bit her lip and wanted to explain, but the village chief beside her waved his hand, "Since you are injured, just sit down, this is not a big deal today." ”

It's just Su Lijuan's unilateral slander.

Su Xiaomi was sitting on pins and needles, but she couldn't stand up, so she could only accept the strange eyes of the people around her in fear.

"Son-in-law Su, what do you say about Su Lijuan saying that you insulted her?"

The village chief coughed lightly and continued the ridiculous lawsuit.

Mo Beixiao put his hands in his pockets and slowly looked around Su Lijuan, "This aunt, do you have any misunderstanding about your own appearance?" ”