When Liu Zhizhong saw this, he could only stand with Feng Xiaoyue on the side of the Zheng couple, not daring to sit. This was more in line with the current situation and gave the other party enough face.
Mrs. Yuan spoke, expressing anger, showing a sense of superiority. Liu Zhizhong couldn't get a word in edgewise.
Therefore, let Zheng Xitong confront her first. After all, Liu Zhizhong was very familiar with the script and could step in at any ti and act with Feng Xiaoyue.
Feng Xiaoyue was also decisive and had good deanor, staying calm psychologically and following Liu Zhizhong's lead. No wonder these two were close confidants!
Only to see Zheng Xitong smile and say, "Ah, Mrs. Yuan, you have misunderstood! Today, you and Master Yuan's visit to Hu Yang is indeed a significant event for the region and a great honor for the Zheng family. The Zheng family never intended any slight, let alone any insult. But you two must let finish my words and fulfill the host's responsibilities, then I will express my stance. Is that okay?"
"Hmph～～～～"
Mrs. Yuan let out a heavy cold hum, full of montum, then crossed her arms in front of her chest, sat down again, raised her snow-white leg, and glanced frostily at Liu Zhizhong and Feng Xiaoyue, staring straight at Zheng Xitong: "Alright, finish your words. Let's hear what nonsense you've got!"
Arrogant!
Too arrogant!
Even Master Yuan gave two cold hums, accompanied his mother in sitting down again, and added a bit more tea for Mrs. Yuan.
Zheng Xitong smiled, gestured for Liu Zhizhong and Feng Xiaoyue to sit down.
Then, Zheng Xitong said, "Mrs. Yuan, Master Yuan, it is true that Liu Zhizhong is Mr. L, and it is true that he and Xiaoyue are deeply affectionate, sigh... It is very difficult for !"
Mrs. Yuan nearly jumped up again, but she stopped halfway and sat back down, "Zheng, are you still insulting us?"
Liu Zhizhong and Feng Xiaoyue exchanged a glance, it's over, the script was not arranged like this. But they were in sync, no rush, let Zheng Xitong perform!
Even Mrs. Zheng was a bit puzzled, why did the old man jump out to stir things up first?
However, she still understood her husband, he usually wouldn't act rashly.
Sure enough, Zheng Xitong smiled, picked up the teacup, took a sip, "Mrs. Yuan, no rush, no one dares to insult the Yuan family! Let reintroduce, Liu Zhizhong is not only Mr. L but also my godson! As his godfather, I still feel very proud."
Liu Zhizhong and Feng Xiaoyue were almost dumbfounded.
The script really didn't arrange this!
Mrs. Zheng was relieved, oh, the old man still had a way.
Mrs. Yuan and her son were stunned at once, staring at each other.
Master Yuan pushed up his glasses, "What? Uncle Zheng, when did you take such a godson?"
Mrs. Yuan coldly said, "Your son is gone, and the godson takes over? And besides, this Liu Zhizhong is a married man, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
Zheng Xitong still had a smile on his face, "Mrs. Yuan, you have misunderstood! My son Zheng Sanjing is indeed a worthless piece of trash. These years, I've long been completely disheartened by him. Whether he lives or dies makes no difference; whether he's dead, he'll remain dead forever, and my wife and I will have peace. His marriage with Xiaoyue was originally a mutually harmful affair. Now, both parties are liberated from it. The Zheng family does not want to trouble Xiaoyue; she has her freedom. She and Liu Zhizhong are deeply affectionate, and my wife and I completely support them. Zhizhong is a kind person, talented, and a mutual confidant of Xiaoyue. The two match perfectly. Currently, Zhizhong and his spouse are in the process of talking about divorce, which is a done deal sooner rather than later."
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