Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 558 Why Are You Gaining So Much Fat?
In front of Lin Shuying, several groups of matchmakers had come, and they were all for Sang Wuyin's son, Sang Hailou, to propose marriage to Sang Xiaoman.

For the Yanzhou Sang family, marriages between different branches are not uncommon. Although they share the same surname, after so many years of inheritance, the blood relationship between them has become very weak.

But Sang Hailou proposed marriage to Sang Xiaoman, which is a bit Sima Zhao's heart.

In just a few days, even though Sang Xiaoman directly drove the matchmakers away every time, the city was still full of disturbances.

Those with a little bit of compassion felt that Sang Wuxian's line of ligatures had gone too far.

But what people didn't expect was that none of the other eight veins came out to speak to Sang Xiaoman.

For a moment, everyone felt that Yunjing City was about to change.

Rather than saying that Sang Wuji wanted Sang Xiaoman to be his daughter-in-law, it was better to say that he was making a final push against Tianzi's lineage, telling Tianzimai that either the two families get married, or he would take his place.

By the way, he warned the other vacillating offshoots, and told them that he was going to attack Tianzimai, and those who are sensible, please stand in line.

If Sang Buluan was still alive, these people would definitely stand on the side of Tianzimai, but now that Sang Buluan is gone and the population of Tianzimai is withered, the only one who can resist this banner is a woman.

As for Hezimai, let’s not talk about the existence of Sang Wuyin who can compete with Sang Buluan, but only that none of his disciples is Yi Yi’s generation, and more importantly, he is very close to Xianmeng.

In fact, Sang Buluan tried his best to reject the Xianmeng at the beginning, and many people in the clan who were close to the Xianmeng had some criticisms, but because of Sang Buluan's iron fist, these people did not dare to say anything. Now that he died, Needless to say, these people will stand on Sang Wuyin's side.

The apparent strength of the two sides is no longer directly proportional, and now that the Immortal Alliance is involved, the Tianzi lineage has no chance of winning at all.

The fact that Sang Hailou wanted to marry Sang Xiaoman was regarded as a joke by everyone. One was a hero who was about to take over the position of Patriarch, and the other was a well-known prodigal son. No matter how you looked at it, Sang Xiaoman would not agree.

But over the past few days, he gradually realized that this might really not be a joke.

Sang Wuyin's attitude now is obvious.

There are only two paths in front of Sang Xiaoman, one is to fight head-on with Hezi, and successfully take over the position of Patriarch of the Sang family.

The other is to agree to such a marriage, and the two families will turn their fighting into friendship and live in peace.

Even if Sang Xiaoman had thousands of people who didn't want to, this was the best choice for the clansmen of the Tianzi lineage.

But didn't Sang Xiaoman think about it?

No, she had already thought it through clearly and made her own decision.

"Sister, why have you lost so much weight?"

Just as Sang Xiaoman entered the guest room, a woman dressed as a little woman came up to her suddenly. This little woman had peach blossom eyes and a sad look on her face, which made me feel pitiful.

"My uncle's matter, you should mourn, come out as soon as possible, don't hurt yourself."

She took Sang Xiaoman's hand and looked at Sang Xiaoman with pity.

"Have we not seen each other for four or five years?"

Sang Xiaoman didn't answer her words, but just took out her hand, and then sat down with her long legs crossed, and looked up and down at Lin Shuying with great interest.

"Yes, a few years ago, my father had a quarrel with my uncle because of the Xianmeng matter, and our two families have had little contact."

Facing Sang Xiaoman's indifference, Lin Shuying didn't notice it at all, and sat down as if nothing had happened.

She is very satisfied with her calmness and indifference at this time, she just feels that she is no longer the impulsive self she was ten years ago, but you, Sang Xiaoman, are still the domineering, arrogant and arrogant Sang Xiaoman.

Thinking of this, she unconsciously raised the corners of her lips.

But Sang Xiaoman's next words made the corners of her mouth froze——

"How did you gain so much weight?"

Sang Xiaoman frowned, staring at her with disgust.

"I... fat? Fat?"

"Oh, that's funny, where am I getting fat? I'm not called fat, I'm called plump!"

"That's right, I gained a few kilos, and I only gained a few kilos. Is a few kilos considered fat?"

"Besides, I just gave birth. What's wrong with gaining a few pounds after giving birth? This is normal!"

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Lin Shuying's mind, and every thought made her want to tear off the little watch in front of her, but she still held back after all.

"Business is important, business is important, don't get angry."

She kept telling herself while trying to calm her emotions.

"Hehe, sister, you are joking. It's all my husband's fault. He was afraid that I would not be acclimatized here. He sent a bunch of food tonight. Now he looks a little swollen."

She said with a sweet smile.

"Really?"

Sang Xiaoman picked up the tea bowl beside him and took a sip of the tea ceremony:
"Sister, you were born dark. If you get fat, it will really look ugly. In the future, I will ask your husband to buy more cakes made of fairy food. You won't get fat after eating them. Don't save that little money."

"Cough cough cough..."

Lin Shuying choked on a sip of tea and coughed violently.

First being called fat, and now being called black, the two things that girls hate most are all taken up, and she can't wait to cut Sang Xiaoman in front of her.

But she, Lin Shuying, still held back.

"Little Lang Hoof, let's see how I will deal with you if you fall into my hands in the future."

She cursed mentally, and then said with a smile on her face:

"What my sister said is very true, very true."

"My sister just mentioned my incompetent husband-in-law, but it reminded me of a good thing."

she continued.

"What's a good thing, let's hear it?"

Sang Xiaoman held his head with his hands, smiled lightly and asked knowingly.

"Sister, you are not young. Now that your uncle is gone again, you should think about your life."

She looked at Sang Xiaoman with a worried expression on her face.

"Oh? My sister came here today for this purpose?"

Sang Xiaoman said.

"This is a big deal. Sang family, Nuoda's foundation, sister, how can you challenge it alone? You have to find a good family to share one or two for my sister."

Lin Shuying looked at Sang Xiaoman with pity.

"Since my sister said so, did someone choose?"

Sang Xiaoman still looked at Lin Shuying with a calm smile.

"Sang Hailou, Uncle Sang's youngest son, is the perfect candidate."

Lin Shuying directly confessed everything.

"Tell him, he doesn't look like anything special, he's not as good as your Gu Shiyan."

Sang Xiaoman said indifferently.

Lin Shuying gave Sang Xiaoman a blank look when she heard the words, and slandered:
"Still thinking about my husband-in-law? You, a little rascal, are worthy? If you can marry that Sanghailou, just have fun."

(End of this chapter)