MTL - Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife-Chapter 41 : Mrs. Xiao’s birthday banquet (6)

When Jingbo Yuanyi returned to his position, Mrs. Jing’s wife hurriedly caught him and asked, “Who is that little girl? You are protecting people, what is it with you? Do you like people?”

Grinning, and said: "It's a little small, look at the age of twenty? You are now thirty-four, big people are teenagers, I don't know if parents can't see you so old. the man……"

When I said it, it suddenly broke out again. "I said let you get married early and get married soon. You are not. Now it’s good, old-fashioned, the wife is more strenuous!"

Jingboyuan: "..."

Jing Si smiled. "Mom, the times are different. This is not the age when the adulthood is about to get married in six or seventy years ago. The man who has not been married for 30 years like Ayuan has gone. Do you think that the three heirs of Hejia, Chengjia and Xiaojia are not all thirty, and haven’t had a wife? You are just awkward!”

The scene also said: "Grandma, you are anxious to hug your grandson, you can't see a girl and want to be a granddaughter? Then again, just the girl, looks more temperament than the quiet!"

The scenery is a pro-big sister of Jingsuo, who is 28 years old this year, and Yu Qingyou is the same age.

Jing Sixiao: "You don't have to say this all the time. The girl I remember is a student of Sosso. Soso is not here now. If she is here, she is estimated to pick up with you."

The two sisters have always been wrong.

Mrs. Jing’s wife used a cane to smash the shoulders of Jingboyuan’s shoulders. She was saddened and said: “Poor and quiet, you are so stupid, waiting for you for so many years, I said when you can set your heart and give me a quiet wife. I am still waiting to hold my grandson."

Speaking of the great grandson, Mrs. Jing’s wife is full of enthusiasm and her eyes are shining. “I told you that the grandmother of the old Xia’s family was born yesterday, the dragon and the baby! The little looks look like a powder, Seeing my heart is gone..."

Said, glanced at Jingboyuan.

Jing Boyuan: "..." He is completely lying.

Father Jing is sitting in the first place, because he was a general, and he was full of vitality and inviolable majesty. Although he did not say anything, the look of Jing Boyuan was obviously in agreement with Mrs. Jing’s words.

Once a person is old, he looks forward to his grandchildren.

Jing Zai took a picture of his son's shoulder. He said: "Your grandma is anxious, but it is not unreasonable. You are thirty-four this year. When I am as big as you, you can make soy sauce. You should also put your marriage on the heart."

Jingbo Yuan nodded. "Know, Dad."

During the speech, he glanced at the table of Mrs. Yan’s wife, and saw that Mrs. Yan’s lady smiled and pulled the leaves of her heart and said that she kept talking. It seems that she really likes Ye’s heart.

The girl draped her head slightly, her long hair like a waterfall pouring on the cheek side, only a small white face with a delicate face, quiet and beautiful.

Jingboyuan's eyes slipped through a soft touch.

I didn't expect this little girl to be so likable.

I did not expect the leaves.

Mrs. Yan has been holding her hand very affectionately, making her very uncomfortable, but looking at the joy and love of Mrs. Yan’s face, she is also embarrassed to say the words of rejection.

"Heart, what do you like to eat? Grandma gives you a folder."

Mrs. Yan said that she would pick up the public chopsticks and make a move to give the leaves a heart.

Where can I let her give herself a dish, and busy stop: "I just put it myself, Mrs. Yan, you don't have to take care of me, really, you sit down, you have to fold me."

Mrs. Yan was taken away by her public chopsticks and said: "You saved my old bones, how can I not give you a dish? And, yeah, my old lady, Mrs. Yan, called her grandmother. ”

Ye thought of the words that Mrs. Hong said before. The only daughter and granddaughter of Mrs. Yan’s wife died unexpectedly. She was white all night...

There is no acidity in my heart.

In the words of Mrs. Yan, she whispered: "Grandma."

Mrs. Yan’s eyes were red, and her hands were screaming at the leaves, and she replied with a shudder: “Hey!”

"Congratulations to the godmother, and got a granddaughter."

He spoke to Gu Xingde’s wife, Huang Weijuan, who is the wife of Mrs. Yan’s wife, a fifty-year-old lady, wearing a gold dress.

Ye Qingxin politely bent her lips and smiled.

Huang Weijuan’s face was full of smiles, but the look of Ye’s heart was cold. “You have a good name, you don’t know, our godmother used to have a granddaughter, but it’s also a heart...”

This is what I mean.

"It’s a pity that the child’s life is thin, and he went early.” Said, Huang Weijuan smeared his eyes sorrowfully, as if he really regretted the early child.

Mrs. Yan’s wife was hooked up with a sad thing, and her eyes were filled with tears. “What do you say about this?”

Huang Weijuan suddenly changed his face, his eyes filled with sincere gratitude, and toasted his heart to the leaves. "Come, heart, I will respect you, thank you for comforting the goddess of the goddess, if you have any difficulties in the future, though I said."

The emotions are switched freely and the acting is in place.

Ye enamoured the wine glass in front of her and touched her. The cup fell along Huang Weijuan's cup along a small section. He said: "I didn't do anything, you don't have to be so polite, I am a younger, I should respect you. That's right."

The well-educated little girl, Mrs. Yan’s eyes liked two more points.

Huang Weijuan’s lips touched the lower cup and his eyes became colder.

Seventeen years ago, Yan Yan’s family was buried in Dajiang, and Yan’s family was no longer there. Yan’s father was inherited for the family business, and he recognized Gu Xingde as his son. Huang Weijuan, the grand prize, became the mistress of Yan’s future. The value of the water is rising.

When Yan Laozi could recognize Gu Xingde as a son, it is difficult to protect him now, and he will not recognize another granddaughter.

And this girl, there is a bit of the shadow of Yan Yan in the past, with the old lady’s persistent thoughts on her daughter, if this girl really became the granddaughter of the Yan family, she would not be able to be graceful, but maybe even family property.

How can this be done?

Thinking about this, Huang Weijuan flashed a dark light in his eyes.

She has to be like a way to make the old lady tired of this hoe...

The birthday banquet is finally over.

Mrs. Yan took the leaves and refused to let go, and wanted to invite her to visit Yan House.

Ye refused to accept, and exchanged the number with her, and repeatedly promised to visit her, she reluctantly let go of her hand, and left by car with the support of others.

Ye sighed with a sigh of relief.

"Mrs. Yan Lao likes you very much." Mrs. Hong cope with the ladies and gentlemen who are suddenly very enthusiastic. Come over and smile at the leaves. "You can always surprise people."

After the light of the leaves, Mrs. Hong sat behind a table with Mrs. Yan, the original ladies who did not quite see her, and the attitude was friendly.

Ye is ignorant.

Mrs. Hong: "Let's go, I will send you."

The voice just fell, "wife." Someone came over.

Ye Qingxin clearly saw that Mrs. Hong’s eyes slid over the smear and looked for the sound. It’s really Mr. Hong.

Mrs. Hong was sorry to say to Ye: "Heart, you will wait for me in the car first, I will come over later."

Ye Yinxin nodded very interestingly, went to the parking lot, and used memory to find Mrs. Hong’s car.

"Ye Ye heart." Suddenly someone called her.

The sound is somewhat familiar.

Ye turned heart.

Yu Qingyou stood in the sun, the white fur of the body is high-end atmosphere, the diamond earrings reflect the glare of the glare, the makeup is exquisite, the temperament is noble and elegant.

She smiled slightly and looked like an amiable person.

Ye plunged back to smile, "Miss Yu."

Yu Qing's gaze circulated around Ye Yinxin and said, "Is there time? I want to invite you for a cup of coffee."

The tone, the sense of superiority without traces.

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Popular science: When toasting, the cup is slightly lower than the other's cup, which means respect (especially when the other party is their own leader or elder, whether it is toasting or being toasted, the cup should not be higher than the other's cup. along).

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I know Xiaoxiao when I am nonsense.

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