The drunken favorite wife of a wealthy family

Chapter 439 Xuan Xuan I Love You So Much (4)
"President Gu's wife looks ordinary, and I have an ordinary personality. Of course, I can't compare with my wife."

"In my opinion, Mr. Nan's wife has a strong personality and is not suitable for me, Gu."

"As long as it suits me, how can it suit you?" Nan Shiyang, the leader of the underworld, was not as good at turning corners as Gu Mingchen, and he was easily carried away with a few words.

But at the critical moment, I won't let my momentum lose to Gu Mingchen, "Mr. Gu's wife is mediocre, so she is really suitable for Mr. Gu. My wife's momentum is too strong, and Mr. Gu can't suppress it."

"It's better for women to be weaker. After all, women are for pampering. Are you right, Mr. Nan?"

"A strong woman also has a weak side. My wife is perfect. But there is only one such perfect woman in the world."

"..."

Yu Zixi, who was on the side, listened to his quarreling about such a meaningless topic, and couldn't find a chance to intervene at all.

At the same time, Yu Zixi didn't know how to intervene on such a topic.

A table full of Beijing-style dishes was left out in the cold, and bottles of whiskey that were opened for use were put aside. Sipping barley tea, Yu Zixi watched the two couples chatting about their own topics, making him and another servant look extremely Awkward.

what's going on...

Finally, Wen Ting on one side seemed to have heard the strange topic of the two men, and cast a squinting glance, which landed on Nan Shiyang beside her, "What did you just say? Don't say bad things about Xuanxuan. When the time comes, Gu Don't talk about you, I'm going to make trouble with you."

"I didn't speak ill of people!" Suddenly, his charming wife who was praised to the sky pointed at him, and Nan Shiyang couldn't help retorting, "It was he who spoke ill of you, and I was speaking good of you."

When refuting, Nan Shiyang's outstretched palm still gestured towards Gu Mingchen, probably because Wen Tingxin's eyes were full of doubts, Nan Shiyang had to call Gu Mingchen, "Say it yourself, tell me, did you say Ting Ting just now?" Bad words."

"Don't bully Mr. Gu who can't speak. He invited us to dinner today, can you be more polite?" Unexpectedly, Wen Ting even scolded him a lot.

"What did you say, treat me to a meal and say you are not good in front of me? Then I will treat you to this meal, and I will say in front of him that his woman is mediocre... Aww!" Before he could say anything, Nan Shiyang was attacked by Wen Tingxin's fiery slap, which landed on his arm, "Wen Tingxin, are you fighting with me again?"

The sudden attack was unprepared, and everyone at the table was shocked except for the accompanying assistant of Nan's family who did not respond.

Especially Yu Zixi, who opened his mouth in a daze.The image of Nan Xiaoyun slapping him on the forehead immediately popped up in his mind...

Is this the woman cultivated by the underworld?
Everyone is so violent?
At the moment when she retracted her hands resentfully, Wen Ting felt like she had never done anything before, she turned her head and smiled at Jiang Xuanxuan, "He often speaks without restraint, Xuanxuan, don't mind."

Jiang Xuanxuan shook her head, then nodded slightly, and replied softly: "I also want to apologize to Sister Wen on behalf of the boss. The boss has a little fever today, so his words are a bit slurred."

"Jiang Xuanxuan?" Gu Mingchen's handsome and bushy brows were already frowned.

"Boss, it's time to take the medicine. I'll take the medicine for you." Just in time, Jiang Xuanxuan also found another reason to deal with it, and then she buried her head and pretended to be busy.

The completely different ways of getting along with husband and wife can be clearly seen here.

Wen Ting felt that the more she watched, the more she liked Jiang Xuanxuan.

Jiang Xuanxuan, who is in her early 20s, has a pure and unpolluted heart. She has talked with Wen Tingxin for so long, and she has no intention of flattering her.On the contrary, it made her feel a strong simplicity, always like a little girl from the country, very innocent.

(End of this chapter)