Chenxing heard such words and kissed Gu Shaocheng’s face reassuringly: "Honey, who dares to call you old? That’s utter nonsense! A man in his forties is like a blooming flower, and you’re just in your thirties, charming as ever, not old at all! It’s who’s going to turn into wasted tofu in a few years."
She pouted her lovely lips, putting on a pensive look, which made Gu Shaocheng chuckle.
Chenxing is just Chenxing.
Always Gu Shaocheng’s happy pill.
Wait a minute...
Gu Shaocheng tried to maintain a serious expression: "Don’t try to distract . You loving the library more than your husband, I haven’t settled that score with you yet!"
Wuwu...
How did it co to this topic again?
She was just sneaking into the school library to read BL novels!
At ho, he wouldn’t let her read them!
Aiyayai...
Now reading a novel feels like being part of an underground revolutionary group, with Chenxing feeling inwardly frustrated, but outwardly giving a cute smile, her eyes sparkling: "From now on, when I don’t have classes, I’ll stay ho with you and not go to the library."
"Now that’s more like sothing a wife should say!"
Unexpectedly, at this mont, there was a commotion at the wedding. Yan Fengchi’s parents sohow got in, and a loud slap harshly fell on Luo Xi’s face.
The imposing Mother Yan, glaring at Yan Fengchi, was so angry she couldn’t speak.
Gu Shaocheng frowned, released Chenxing, and strode over. Hua Hua also left Ling Yin, running over, followed by Nan Baihao and Bai Wuqing, who walked up to Yan Fengchi.
Their aura was overwhelming.
"Auntie!" A subtle, unexplainable aura rose from Gu Shaocheng as he grasped Mother Yan’s wrist, preventing her second slap from landing. Then, his expression relaxed into a faint smile as he looked at Yan Fengchi’s mother: "On such a joyous day, what are you doing?"
"Cousin, are you alright?" Chenxing had already run over to Luo Xi in a panic.
"Ah, you’re bleeding on your face." Chenxing exclaid in alarm.
Mother Yan’s ring finger wore a ring, and it was that ring that scraped Luo Xi’s cheek, leaving a small scratch.
As soon as Chenxing finished speaking, Yan Fengchi was already holding Luo Xi’s face.
On such a joyous day, the bride had a scrape on her face.
"Mom! What’s wrong with you?" Turning to face his mother, his tone was evidently full of an uncontrollable anger: "Today is my wedding day. Is this how you act as a mother-in-law? If not for Luo Xi’s filial piety and tolerance, with your skills, how could she have been hit by you? You keep ruining my happiness again and again, what exactly do you want?"
"Fengchi, how can you talk to your mother like that?" Father Yan stood beside Mother Yan, but before he could finish speaking, Yan Fengchi retorted: "Dad, you know she’s my mom, and is this how she acts as my mom? Have you ever seen a mother slap her future daughter-in-law at her son’s wedding?"
"I do not consent to her becoming our daughter-in-law!" Mother Yan, obviously provoked by her son, stubbornly held her ground, showing a haughty expression to the guests present: "I don’t accept a daughter-in-law from such a background. I’ve raised you for nothing if you’ll disrespect for so woman!"
At the peak of their tempers, the mother and son’s eyes locked.
Sparks flew!
The tense atmosphere prompted the guests present to whisper among themselves.
Luo Xi covered half of her face; it burned painfully. Today, she had truly given her mother-in-law enough respect, knowing full well she didn’t retaliate, but she ended up unlucky enough to be disfigured.
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