Zhang Ruoyu was angry for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.

From the day he decided to retire, he secretly warned himself: Xiao Zhang, when you lose Zhang Xiangbei's aura, you will no longer be the Beimang God of War that everyone admires, you will lose 300,000 Beimang fans, you have to keep a low profile.

Zhang Ruoyu leaned against the door, lit a cigarette lightly, and before the man could speak again, he turned his head and shouted to the master bedroom: "Xuebao, you come out!" ”

Snow Treasure?

Han Jiangxue, who was already at a loss, only felt a tingling on the soles of her feet, and the strong physical discomfort made her feel cold all over her body.

She pushed open the door and walked out.

The beautiful eyes just glanced at the man lightly, and then looked at Zhang Ruoyu: "Something?" ”

"You know him?" Zhang Ruoyu raised his hand holding the cigarette and pointed at the man.

"Han Shihyo." Han Jiangxue said lightly. "My dad's godson."

When Zhang Ruoyu heard this, his body leaning against the door unconsciously stood up, and a sincere and hypocritical smile appeared on his face: "Uncle? ”

After a pause, Zhang Ruoyu hurriedly invited Han Shixiao into the house: "Why didn't you say it earlier?" Quick, come in and sit. ”

Han Shixiao stood motionless at the door with a cold expression.

Seeing this, Zhang Ruoyu didn't feel embarrassed, and suddenly slapped Han Jiangxue's full buttocks: "Why don't you go and make tea for your uncle?" I have a good pu-erh in my suitcase. ”

Han Jiangxue's expression froze, as if she had been struck by lightning.

Han Shixiao was also stunned.

He just said that if Zhang Ruoyu dares to touch Han Jiangxue, the Zhang family's incense will be cut off tonight!

Zhang Ruoyu's move is clearly challenging himself!

Han Shixiao's eyes flashed coldly, but he didn't move.

He's waiting.

Zhang Ruoyu's actions really angered him.

But Han Shixiao knew very well that Han Jiangxue must be even more angry.

As long as she spoke, Han Shixiao immediately abolished Zhang Ruoyu.

But after a long wait, Han Jiangxue just said expressionlessly: "Don't do anything in front of outsiders in the future." ”

With that, he turned around and walked into the master bedroom.

Seeing this scene, Han Shixiao frowned, and once suspected that Han Jiangxue was kidnapped by Zhang Ruoyu.

The eldest lady of the Han family, who usually thinks she is disgusting even when talking to men, was spanked at the moment, and she didn't have a seizure?

What kind of medicine did this ordinary man in front of him pour into her?

"Xiao Han."

After seeing Han Jiangxue enter the house, Zhang Ruoyu put up the shelf of the Han family's fast son-in-law, and said arrogantly: "With my understanding of Xuebao, you will definitely not be able to drink this cup of Pu'er." Where to go back and forth, don't delay our cave room. ”

What is my Zhang Ruoyu's identity? The master of the Han family who can serve the family banquet, at most you can squat in the corner with two chopsticks and vegetables, and dare to talk to me?

As soon as Han Jiangxue left, Han Shixiao did not hide it.

He waved his hand and motioned for Zhang Ruoyu to come to the corridor outside the door.

"See?"

Han Shixiao pointed to the dozens of black Mercedes-Benzes downstairs, and more than a hundred men in suits standing next to the cars, and the aura of murder swept through the entire small building.

"You're bluffing me?" Zhang Ruoyu swept his eyes, yard stubble? He felt like he was back in his original unit.

"If I say a word, they will rush to write a suicide note." Han Shixiao lit a cigarette with a cold gaze and said lightly. "Don't give face, don't-"

Dingding.

The piercing mobile phone rang, Zhang Ruoyu took out the phone from his pocket, pressed it off, and then said, "You continue." ”

Han Shixiao frowned and said coldly: "I know that you have a relationship with the Han family, but you and Han Jiangxue, it is impossible-"

Before the words fell, Zhang Ruoyu's mobile phone rang again.

Interrupted by the ringing of the phone twice in a row, Han Shixiao was a little angry.

But he said everything.

Zhang Ruoyu cut off the phone again and said calmly: "Do you know that we have obtained the certificate?" ”

"After tonight, no one will know." Han Shixiao said firmly.

Zhang Ruoyu snuffed out his cigarette and fell into deep thought.

It seems that the Han family wants to repent of her marriage, not only Han Jiangxue, but also her father.

"Zhang Ruoyu, I advise you to be realistic. Whether it is the disparity in status or the gap in family background, you are destined to not get together. "Han Shixiao is both soft and hard." Toads want to eat swan meat only in fairy tales, not in reality. ”

"You've got it to my heart." Zhang Ruoyu straightened his waist and said empathically. "Xiaoxue and I repeatedly emphasized that I am not interested in the personal affairs of my children, and I only want to spread my wings and travel all over the world, how can I be trapped in a pool of well water? But she cried and shouted that if I don't marry, if I don't marry, she will seek death and life. ”

"The reason why I got the certificate is completely out of humanitarianism." Zhang Ruoyu's summary is full of grievances and forbearance.

When Han Shixiao heard this, his eyes showed a cold light.

Why are you still a swan with wings spreading? The dignified Han family has become a toad at the bottom of the well?

Just as he was about to get angry, Zhang Ruoyu's phone rang again.

Han Shixiao was furious, but forcibly pressed it: "You take it first." ”

A cook who has been a cook for ten years, where does he get so much business?

Zhang Ruoyu cleared his throat, and raised his voice as soon as he connected it: "What? More than 5,000 brothers of our eight ace masters in Beimang are going to come to drink my wedding wine? Do you want to make a hole in the house? Even the newly promoted Beimang Young Marshal General Long came in person? ”

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Han Shixiao and said euphemistically: "There's no need to work so hard, right?" Didn't you just be honored in the capital, and didn't you attend the state banquet last night? It's so busy, it's really unnecessary—huh? My big brother is a newlywed Yan'er, can't you come if you don't come? Hi! They are all their own brothers, can I meet you? What? All to the seaside? Ten minutes to come to my house? Alas, if you really want to come, you should say hello in advance, I haven't prepared anything yet! ”

Han Shixiao frowned when he heard it.

Beimang's eight ace masters drink your happy wine? Trouble your cave room? It was the most elite combat unit in China, and it was the descendant of the late legendary god of war Zhang Xiangbei.

Long Fei, the newly promoted Beimang Young Marshal, is the leader of the Young Zhuang faction of the military department.

Such a high-powered military commander-in-chief came to drink the joy of your cooking soldiers?

I can't even brag about it, but I can live to understand it?

Han Jiangxue wants to be with such a man for the rest of her life?

Don't talk about the big boss, he won't agree to an outsider!

"Xiao Han, why don't you come back another day?" After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ruoyu re-lit a cigarette and said lightly. "You also heard that, my brothers from the original unit are coming for a wedding drink, and they will be there in ten minutes. If you bump into the gang of little brothers below you, it will inevitably lead to unnecessary misunderstandings. ”

"The misunderstanding will be clear if it is explained." Han Shixiao said coldly. "In ten minutes, if your brother doesn't come, my men will come up."

With that, he gestured downstairs. The black and oppressive macho man in the suit was ordered, and he was ready to move, and his eyes were fierce.

"Speaking of which, the two of us are also related, so why bother?" Zhang Ruoyu said helplessly.

"If I were you, pack up and get out of the shore now, and never come back for the rest of your life." Han Shixiao pressed forward step by step, leaving no room for error.

"I told you, it was Han Jiangxue who forced me to marry her." Zhang Ruoyu was a little aggrieved. "Is it wrong to be a simple and kind swan?"

Han Shixiao's heart trembled, and he almost pushed Zhang Ruoyu down from the fifth floor.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Han Shixiao's gaze was fixed on the corner of the intersection. That's the only way to come to this dangerous building, and if the five thousand elites of the eight ace divisions of Beimang really want to come, they can't crush this broken road?

"Here we are." Zhang Ruoyu snorted his cigarette and said.

When Han Shixiao heard this, he looked at it with great eyes.